Art of Love, page 12
“Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me. It’s true.”
He moved to kiss me briefly, then got on to tasting me. Like he’d promised, he started with my breasts.
Sucking and licking, working the tips of my nipples to life as he alternated from one breast to the other.
It was a savage suckle that made me sore, but I wanted more, and I didn’t want him to stop. It felt too good, and once again, I was grateful for the privacy because of the erotic hums that slipped from my lips.
“Spread your legs for me.” His voice was heavy with sexual heat.
I widened my stance, and he crouched down to nuzzle his face between my thighs, licking over the lace of my panties.
A wicked smile lit up his face, and he turned me in full circle, running his hands over the hard cheeks of my ass.
“Take this off.” He tugged on the edge of the thong. “Leave the heels on.”
The look on his face was pure sin, almost evil, and his eyes darkened to that otherworldly shade.
I did as he instructed, bending to pull down the thong. My breasts brushed over his hair, and he moved up to suck me again while I rolled the thong down my legs.
I kicked that off too and smiled.
“Is this how you want me?”
“Oh yes. Naked and perfect.”
“And are you planning to be fully clothed?”
“I will be how my lady wants me.” God, his accent, and calling me ‘my lady’ just enhanced the effect.
“I want your clothes off.”
He didn’t spare a minute. He shrugged out of the T-shirt, and I smiled when I saw his fantastic muscles.
I’d never had the chance until now to fully explore his amazing body.
I looked over the inky black tattoos and smiled even more.
“You like my tats?”
“Mmmm hmmmm. That’s art.”
“Did this one myself.” He pointed to the Japanese character for love. My favorite one.
“Oh my God.” I ran my fingers over it, loving the seriously hard muscle.
“Explore me later. I won’t last if you touch me like that.”
I giggled. “That simple touch.”
He moved to brush his nose over mine. “That’s all it takes, goddess.”
His hands moved to his belt buckle, and he undid that and shrugged out of his pants and boxers at the same time, unleashing the main attraction.
When he’d pressed his erection into me earlier, I’d sensed he was massive, but seeing the impressive length of his cock jut free toward me made my mouth water and my brain scramble. I actually wondered how he’d fit inside me.
He chuckled when he saw the look on my face.
“Don’t worry, love. I’ll go easy on you.” He grabbed his pants, took a condom from the back pocket, and held it out. “Want to suit me up?”
My mouth watered even more at the idea of touching him in such an intimate way.
I nodded quickly and smiled, taking it from him. I tore at the wrapper and pressed my lips together as desire pooled deep and low in my core.
I gripped the base of his cock, feeling him harden in my hands, straining toward me, aching for release, but still I had the urge to suck him and give him the same pleasure he’d given me.
I ran my fingers up and down the length and lowered to crouch down and take him into my mouth.
“Fuck, Jia, I won’t last, love.” He moaned.
“Just a little bit.” I felt like I had to, like I owed it to him. So I did.
I took him in deep into my mouth and sucked hard, loving the taste of him and the reaction on his face. He laced his fingers in my hair and held me there as I worked him and licked over the tip with my tongue while I caressed his balls.
The thing about us right now, in this passionate moment, was he felt like mine too.
He groaned, then growled and tugged on my arm.
“Later. I want to be inside you.” He seemed to be finding it difficult to talk.
I moved back and smiled. “Later.”
Placing the condom on the tip of his cock, I rolled it down to the base.
The minute I did that, he took hold of me.
“Bend over and put your hands on the table.”
His words turned me on even more. Everything he did and said had that effect. Like I was always on the brink of orgasm and my nerves buzzed with it.
I turned and bent over, placing my hands on the table and pushing out my ass to him. He grabbed my hips and spread my legs wider. Then he guided the hot head of his cock to my entrance, brushing it over the slick opening to tease my folds open.
My knees wobbled just from that, and I thought I would faint.
“Ready, love?”
“Mmmm hmmm.” I couldn’t even answer him.
A breathy moan pushed out of my lips as he thrust in. He wasn’t completely inside me yet, but it was enough. Enough to make me grab on to the edge of the table.
Slowly, he inched his way in, going a little deeper and deeper with every thrust. He eased himself out of me, then slid in again, and it was like that did the trick. That opened me up and got me to that point where the walls of my core adjusted to take him. He knew, and he knew exactly what to do at that point.
He thrust in sharper, practically ramming into me, his body hard and primal against mine, holding me captive to the lust that took us both.
He filled me completely, so completely, and started moving inside me, pumping at a steady pace, then building up as he took me to the next level of passion.
I was full of him and loving the feel of feeling him so deep and thick inside me.
“Oh, Jia, you feel... You feel... So. Fucking. Goood.”
That was it.
His pace increased, and I cried out as a wave of orgasm scorched me and left me gasping. My muscles tightened around him, and that encouraged him to fuck me hard.
My inner walls rippled against each thrust as he pistoned harder, his shaft slicking in and out of me in a hot rush of pure primal need that burned me up all over.
And just when I didn’t think it could get any better, it did. He did. That primal feeling that seized me took us both over, and he started rutting into me like an animal, slamming into me, rough and gasping.
The fury of his deep thrusts consumed me, and I called out his name over and over again as delicious friction penetrated every nerve in my body.
It was everything. The moment, the ecstasy, everything and more. It set fire to my soul, and in that moment, I felt like this was all I’d ever wanted.
He was all I’d ever wanted. Ultimate pleasure coursed through me in waves, and my entire being vibrated in response. The sensation sizzled through me, and I luxuriated at the tumbling wave of a bone-tingling orgasm that reverberated through me. The shivers consumed me, exploding and making my soul shiver. It took him too. I felt it, and his gripped tightened on my waist.
I looked back at him, seeing the desperation on his face, even though he tried to smile. With my hair falling into my vision, I wanted to remember the moment.
But it was too much. I turned back to face the table as he jackhammered to his release, fucking me hard until the hot spray of his cum blew into me like a hurricane.
He pulled me to his chest, breathing hard against me.
“Jesus Christ, Jia. That was amazing.”
“Yeah... God.”
He pulsed against me until he stopped and pulled out, then lowered his mouth to kiss the top of my shoulder.
“Let’s go.”
I looked back to him. “Go where?”
“Home. With me. I need more, more of you.”
“I need more of you too.” I kissed him lightly.
“Then come home with me.”
“What about the show?”
“Fuck it.”
I agreed.
Chapter 16
Hunter
***
I couldn’t get enough of her.
I just couldn’t. Even when I thought I’d had something close to satisfaction, she’d do something, and I’d want more. All she had to do was touch me, and that was it.
I wasn’t sure how I thought I could have resisted her in the first place. I wasn’t sure how or why.
Of course, I knew there was this overarching and overwhelming thing we had hanging over us with the job, but fuck it.
I just couldn’t allow that one thing to be the boss of me or dictate what I did and didn’t do with her.
We didn’t sleep.
All damn night I had her. It must have been a good six or seven times. We’d left the show at eight. It took us less than an hour to get to my place, and we had a head start in the car when I pulled her into my lap and slid into her right there in my garage.
I remembered when I’d bought the house, I didn’t really care too much for the garage. I thought it was too big and took up far too much space. I even considered converting it to hold my art supplies.
Tonight, I was grateful I didn’t do that. I was fucking grateful I didn’t do that. From the garage, we went to the bedroom, where the night’s activities truly began.
Then we moved to the shower, where I had sex with her pressed up against the granite walls.
It felt like she was everywhere, inside me and outside of me.
And that was all that mattered.
Now, we lay together in my bed. She giggled, laughing at something I said.
“What’s funny now, love?”
“Dodgy wanker.” She giggled.
I’d said I was glad I saved her from that damn Stephan.
The fool had seen us leaving the show early, and I’d given him a look that dared him to say something.
We’d gone through the back fire exit, and he was there taking out a bag of rubbish. Jia didn’t see him. Thankfully.
She hadn’t told me yet what the story was with him, but I didn’t care about it.
“He is, love. Trust me. He wants you, but not more than me.”
She rested back into the pillow and ran her fingers over my beard. Just like that first night we’d met.
I couldn’t believe this was the direction our relationship took. What should have been a one-night stand on that night we first met had turned into a creative sexy mess that I was enjoying far too much.
It was like God opened up the heavens and sent me this angel to show me what a real woman was like.
A real woman who was just into me.
“Really?”
“Mmmmm hmmmmmm.” I kissed the top of her nose. “And I won’t stand for him making eyes at my bird.”
She giggled again as I brushed my lips over hers. “Bird?”
“My girl.”
“Am I?” Her eyes searched mine.
“Well, you won’t be able to get me to leave you alone.” I couldn’t. At this point, I didn’t care about anything else.
“I don’t want you to leave me alone,” she breathed, running her delicate fingers across my jaw. “Guess what?”
“What, love?” A wild smile lit up her gorgeous face.
“Your bird wants you again.”
A night of wild sex, and still I wanted more. The sassy look on her face was enough to make me go hard. I didn’t think I had anything left in me, and I was certain that exhaustion would kick in at some point. I thought it might have kicked in now, but it didn’t.
We could have had sex a hundred times, and I would still want her just as bad as the first time.
That need for her consumed me. She rose up onto her elbows and held me in place with the sexual heat of her stare.
“You can have me,” I managed.
Her smile widened with delight. “It’s a new day, so I want to start it by exploring you.”
She could do whatever the hell she wanted with me. The woman had me under her spell, and I would do whatever she wanted me to do.
I straightened when I saw what she was doing, moving the sheet away so she could get to my cock. Her beautiful breasts bounced as she moved, and that hair flicked over her left shoulder and down her face made me crazy. She looked sexy as hell.
I ran my hands over the fine, silky strands of her hair as she lowered to lick the tip of my cock. That made me harden even more so that by the time she secured her perfectly manicured fingers around the base, I grew long and thick in her hands, straining to be inside her, straining for release.
She closed her gorgeous lips over the head and took me deep into her mouth, all while keeping her eyes trained on me.
Like fuck. I didn’t think I’d ever come across a sexier, more confident woman who could make me feel like this.
Like I was hers. All hers.
Her head bobbled up and down as she worked me with her mouth and stroked my balls with her hands.
“Jia, that feels so fucking good.” It did. She increased her pace, and the combo of watching her move up and down my cock and her breasts bouncing sent me over the edge.
I was either going to finish in her mouth or inside her. If I was going to choose, it had to be now.
I hadn’t finished in her mouth yet, and the idea aroused me further, but finishing inside her topped that. It topped it because I wanted to see the pleasure on her face and give her pleasure too.
“Jia. I want you, love. Come here.” She followed my thinking and lay on her back.
I grabbed a condom quickly and shoved it on.
She moaned a sexy, purry moan with a half-smile.
I liked it. I loved whatever sound she made, and I wanted to hear it again.
She was ready for me when I pushed inside her. We’d done this so many times that her body was used to mine now.
I didn’t need to take my time easing into her. Her sweet pussy welcomed me.
I tried to pump slow at first, but it was near impossible. It was like my need to consume her took over, and I wanted her so badly it hurt.
I pumped steadily, then faster, moving at a gentle rhythm so I could last.
Mindless sounds of pleasure fell from her lips, and her walls tightened around my cock, clenching and urging me to go faster. I did, and it felt good. Going fast only encouraged me to go faster still, until I was pounding into her, fucking her into ecstatic bliss and pure ecstasy.
“Hunter...” She reached for my hand on her hip and squeezed. The gesture reached into me, reached deep inside me to my soul.
But then, fuck, the moment was gone, robbed by passion that wanted to hold us in its claws.
I pounded harder, and she cried out my name pressing her head back into the soft pillows.
We came with a blast of something powerful that licked at the tips of my nerves with a heated blaze that was so electrifying I growled through my release.
I erupted hot and virile into her, and even when I’d come, I was still going. And going. Until I’d milked myself dry.
“Hunter...” she moaned.
“You okay? God.” I hoped I didn’t hurt her, because I’d lost complete control toward the end.
“I’m okay.”
“Give me a sec.” I went to the bathroom to take care of the condom, then rushed back to her side.
She looked sleepy, but it was the hot, sexy, half sleepy gaze that filled her face.
“You sure you’re okay?” I kissed her.
“My hands are glowing, so my face must look like a bulb. I’m fine.” She laughed. “Can we do that again before I leave?”
“Leave?”
“For work.”
I didn’t want to leave the house or this bed ever again.
“Stay here.”
She lifted herself up on her shoulders.
“What about work?”
“We’ll go to work together.” That would practically give us all day. “And after we can grab some of your clothes at your place, and come back here.”
She searched my eyes.
“You want me to come back?”
I wasn’t certain if she was joking. “Hell, yes. Don’t you want to come back?”
“I do. I just thought maybe you wouldn’t want me here too much.”
I bent down and kissed her. “I want you everywhere.” Because I was obsessed with her. I’d decided that last night.
It was the only explanation.
She looked happy, and those beautiful brown eyes sparkled, but something dark lurked within her gaze. I noticed it every time we talked about the job. Every time there was talk or thoughts raised on how things would come to a point where it would be difficult.
I thought it was time to say something. In fact, now was the perfect time.
“Jia,” I began.
“Hmmm.”
“I don’t want the job to get in the way. If it’s awkward for you and you don’t want to get involved with me, I get it. But for me, it’s a separate thing. I meant it when I said I want you.”
She pressed her full lips together, and her cheeks tickled pink.
“Me too. So... what are we saying?” There was a hopeful tone in her voice.
“That the job doesn’t matter.” In essence, that was what I was saying, yet it did matter, just not in a way that I wanted it to. “It matters. The job’s important and everything, but how about we don’t make it matter when we’re together?”
She gazed at me with excitement. “I like that. I really like that.”
“So, should we do this?”
“I think we should.”
Chapter 17
Jia
***
“I’m so glad you answered the phone,” Sam gushed. She sniffled, sounding like she was crying. “I really thought I was never going to get to speak to you again.”
“I’m still very upset, Sam. This isn’t me saying I forgive you.” Deciding I couldn’t stay mad at her forever, I’d answered her call tonight, and no, this wasn’t me telling her I’d forgiven her.
I was still hurt and very cut up about losing my money. Money which Bernice told me I would most likely never see again. The Feds had tracked the money to a drug ring. The money was used for drugs, which meant everything on that front would be frozen.
If it had been property or other assets that could have been seized and sold on, maybe she could have done something, but drugs, illegal drugs, no. Bane had been sentenced to several years in prison too, so it wasn’t like the option of him working to pay me back was there.
“Don’t thank me. It’s true.”
He moved to kiss me briefly, then got on to tasting me. Like he’d promised, he started with my breasts.
Sucking and licking, working the tips of my nipples to life as he alternated from one breast to the other.
It was a savage suckle that made me sore, but I wanted more, and I didn’t want him to stop. It felt too good, and once again, I was grateful for the privacy because of the erotic hums that slipped from my lips.
“Spread your legs for me.” His voice was heavy with sexual heat.
I widened my stance, and he crouched down to nuzzle his face between my thighs, licking over the lace of my panties.
A wicked smile lit up his face, and he turned me in full circle, running his hands over the hard cheeks of my ass.
“Take this off.” He tugged on the edge of the thong. “Leave the heels on.”
The look on his face was pure sin, almost evil, and his eyes darkened to that otherworldly shade.
I did as he instructed, bending to pull down the thong. My breasts brushed over his hair, and he moved up to suck me again while I rolled the thong down my legs.
I kicked that off too and smiled.
“Is this how you want me?”
“Oh yes. Naked and perfect.”
“And are you planning to be fully clothed?”
“I will be how my lady wants me.” God, his accent, and calling me ‘my lady’ just enhanced the effect.
“I want your clothes off.”
He didn’t spare a minute. He shrugged out of the T-shirt, and I smiled when I saw his fantastic muscles.
I’d never had the chance until now to fully explore his amazing body.
I looked over the inky black tattoos and smiled even more.
“You like my tats?”
“Mmmm hmmmm. That’s art.”
“Did this one myself.” He pointed to the Japanese character for love. My favorite one.
“Oh my God.” I ran my fingers over it, loving the seriously hard muscle.
“Explore me later. I won’t last if you touch me like that.”
I giggled. “That simple touch.”
He moved to brush his nose over mine. “That’s all it takes, goddess.”
His hands moved to his belt buckle, and he undid that and shrugged out of his pants and boxers at the same time, unleashing the main attraction.
When he’d pressed his erection into me earlier, I’d sensed he was massive, but seeing the impressive length of his cock jut free toward me made my mouth water and my brain scramble. I actually wondered how he’d fit inside me.
He chuckled when he saw the look on my face.
“Don’t worry, love. I’ll go easy on you.” He grabbed his pants, took a condom from the back pocket, and held it out. “Want to suit me up?”
My mouth watered even more at the idea of touching him in such an intimate way.
I nodded quickly and smiled, taking it from him. I tore at the wrapper and pressed my lips together as desire pooled deep and low in my core.
I gripped the base of his cock, feeling him harden in my hands, straining toward me, aching for release, but still I had the urge to suck him and give him the same pleasure he’d given me.
I ran my fingers up and down the length and lowered to crouch down and take him into my mouth.
“Fuck, Jia, I won’t last, love.” He moaned.
“Just a little bit.” I felt like I had to, like I owed it to him. So I did.
I took him in deep into my mouth and sucked hard, loving the taste of him and the reaction on his face. He laced his fingers in my hair and held me there as I worked him and licked over the tip with my tongue while I caressed his balls.
The thing about us right now, in this passionate moment, was he felt like mine too.
He groaned, then growled and tugged on my arm.
“Later. I want to be inside you.” He seemed to be finding it difficult to talk.
I moved back and smiled. “Later.”
Placing the condom on the tip of his cock, I rolled it down to the base.
The minute I did that, he took hold of me.
“Bend over and put your hands on the table.”
His words turned me on even more. Everything he did and said had that effect. Like I was always on the brink of orgasm and my nerves buzzed with it.
I turned and bent over, placing my hands on the table and pushing out my ass to him. He grabbed my hips and spread my legs wider. Then he guided the hot head of his cock to my entrance, brushing it over the slick opening to tease my folds open.
My knees wobbled just from that, and I thought I would faint.
“Ready, love?”
“Mmmm hmmm.” I couldn’t even answer him.
A breathy moan pushed out of my lips as he thrust in. He wasn’t completely inside me yet, but it was enough. Enough to make me grab on to the edge of the table.
Slowly, he inched his way in, going a little deeper and deeper with every thrust. He eased himself out of me, then slid in again, and it was like that did the trick. That opened me up and got me to that point where the walls of my core adjusted to take him. He knew, and he knew exactly what to do at that point.
He thrust in sharper, practically ramming into me, his body hard and primal against mine, holding me captive to the lust that took us both.
He filled me completely, so completely, and started moving inside me, pumping at a steady pace, then building up as he took me to the next level of passion.
I was full of him and loving the feel of feeling him so deep and thick inside me.
“Oh, Jia, you feel... You feel... So. Fucking. Goood.”
That was it.
His pace increased, and I cried out as a wave of orgasm scorched me and left me gasping. My muscles tightened around him, and that encouraged him to fuck me hard.
My inner walls rippled against each thrust as he pistoned harder, his shaft slicking in and out of me in a hot rush of pure primal need that burned me up all over.
And just when I didn’t think it could get any better, it did. He did. That primal feeling that seized me took us both over, and he started rutting into me like an animal, slamming into me, rough and gasping.
The fury of his deep thrusts consumed me, and I called out his name over and over again as delicious friction penetrated every nerve in my body.
It was everything. The moment, the ecstasy, everything and more. It set fire to my soul, and in that moment, I felt like this was all I’d ever wanted.
He was all I’d ever wanted. Ultimate pleasure coursed through me in waves, and my entire being vibrated in response. The sensation sizzled through me, and I luxuriated at the tumbling wave of a bone-tingling orgasm that reverberated through me. The shivers consumed me, exploding and making my soul shiver. It took him too. I felt it, and his gripped tightened on my waist.
I looked back at him, seeing the desperation on his face, even though he tried to smile. With my hair falling into my vision, I wanted to remember the moment.
But it was too much. I turned back to face the table as he jackhammered to his release, fucking me hard until the hot spray of his cum blew into me like a hurricane.
He pulled me to his chest, breathing hard against me.
“Jesus Christ, Jia. That was amazing.”
“Yeah... God.”
He pulsed against me until he stopped and pulled out, then lowered his mouth to kiss the top of my shoulder.
“Let’s go.”
I looked back to him. “Go where?”
“Home. With me. I need more, more of you.”
“I need more of you too.” I kissed him lightly.
“Then come home with me.”
“What about the show?”
“Fuck it.”
I agreed.
Chapter 16
Hunter
***
I couldn’t get enough of her.
I just couldn’t. Even when I thought I’d had something close to satisfaction, she’d do something, and I’d want more. All she had to do was touch me, and that was it.
I wasn’t sure how I thought I could have resisted her in the first place. I wasn’t sure how or why.
Of course, I knew there was this overarching and overwhelming thing we had hanging over us with the job, but fuck it.
I just couldn’t allow that one thing to be the boss of me or dictate what I did and didn’t do with her.
We didn’t sleep.
All damn night I had her. It must have been a good six or seven times. We’d left the show at eight. It took us less than an hour to get to my place, and we had a head start in the car when I pulled her into my lap and slid into her right there in my garage.
I remembered when I’d bought the house, I didn’t really care too much for the garage. I thought it was too big and took up far too much space. I even considered converting it to hold my art supplies.
Tonight, I was grateful I didn’t do that. I was fucking grateful I didn’t do that. From the garage, we went to the bedroom, where the night’s activities truly began.
Then we moved to the shower, where I had sex with her pressed up against the granite walls.
It felt like she was everywhere, inside me and outside of me.
And that was all that mattered.
Now, we lay together in my bed. She giggled, laughing at something I said.
“What’s funny now, love?”
“Dodgy wanker.” She giggled.
I’d said I was glad I saved her from that damn Stephan.
The fool had seen us leaving the show early, and I’d given him a look that dared him to say something.
We’d gone through the back fire exit, and he was there taking out a bag of rubbish. Jia didn’t see him. Thankfully.
She hadn’t told me yet what the story was with him, but I didn’t care about it.
“He is, love. Trust me. He wants you, but not more than me.”
She rested back into the pillow and ran her fingers over my beard. Just like that first night we’d met.
I couldn’t believe this was the direction our relationship took. What should have been a one-night stand on that night we first met had turned into a creative sexy mess that I was enjoying far too much.
It was like God opened up the heavens and sent me this angel to show me what a real woman was like.
A real woman who was just into me.
“Really?”
“Mmmmm hmmmmmm.” I kissed the top of her nose. “And I won’t stand for him making eyes at my bird.”
She giggled again as I brushed my lips over hers. “Bird?”
“My girl.”
“Am I?” Her eyes searched mine.
“Well, you won’t be able to get me to leave you alone.” I couldn’t. At this point, I didn’t care about anything else.
“I don’t want you to leave me alone,” she breathed, running her delicate fingers across my jaw. “Guess what?”
“What, love?” A wild smile lit up her gorgeous face.
“Your bird wants you again.”
A night of wild sex, and still I wanted more. The sassy look on her face was enough to make me go hard. I didn’t think I had anything left in me, and I was certain that exhaustion would kick in at some point. I thought it might have kicked in now, but it didn’t.
We could have had sex a hundred times, and I would still want her just as bad as the first time.
That need for her consumed me. She rose up onto her elbows and held me in place with the sexual heat of her stare.
“You can have me,” I managed.
Her smile widened with delight. “It’s a new day, so I want to start it by exploring you.”
She could do whatever the hell she wanted with me. The woman had me under her spell, and I would do whatever she wanted me to do.
I straightened when I saw what she was doing, moving the sheet away so she could get to my cock. Her beautiful breasts bounced as she moved, and that hair flicked over her left shoulder and down her face made me crazy. She looked sexy as hell.
I ran my hands over the fine, silky strands of her hair as she lowered to lick the tip of my cock. That made me harden even more so that by the time she secured her perfectly manicured fingers around the base, I grew long and thick in her hands, straining to be inside her, straining for release.
She closed her gorgeous lips over the head and took me deep into her mouth, all while keeping her eyes trained on me.
Like fuck. I didn’t think I’d ever come across a sexier, more confident woman who could make me feel like this.
Like I was hers. All hers.
Her head bobbled up and down as she worked me with her mouth and stroked my balls with her hands.
“Jia, that feels so fucking good.” It did. She increased her pace, and the combo of watching her move up and down my cock and her breasts bouncing sent me over the edge.
I was either going to finish in her mouth or inside her. If I was going to choose, it had to be now.
I hadn’t finished in her mouth yet, and the idea aroused me further, but finishing inside her topped that. It topped it because I wanted to see the pleasure on her face and give her pleasure too.
“Jia. I want you, love. Come here.” She followed my thinking and lay on her back.
I grabbed a condom quickly and shoved it on.
She moaned a sexy, purry moan with a half-smile.
I liked it. I loved whatever sound she made, and I wanted to hear it again.
She was ready for me when I pushed inside her. We’d done this so many times that her body was used to mine now.
I didn’t need to take my time easing into her. Her sweet pussy welcomed me.
I tried to pump slow at first, but it was near impossible. It was like my need to consume her took over, and I wanted her so badly it hurt.
I pumped steadily, then faster, moving at a gentle rhythm so I could last.
Mindless sounds of pleasure fell from her lips, and her walls tightened around my cock, clenching and urging me to go faster. I did, and it felt good. Going fast only encouraged me to go faster still, until I was pounding into her, fucking her into ecstatic bliss and pure ecstasy.
“Hunter...” She reached for my hand on her hip and squeezed. The gesture reached into me, reached deep inside me to my soul.
But then, fuck, the moment was gone, robbed by passion that wanted to hold us in its claws.
I pounded harder, and she cried out my name pressing her head back into the soft pillows.
We came with a blast of something powerful that licked at the tips of my nerves with a heated blaze that was so electrifying I growled through my release.
I erupted hot and virile into her, and even when I’d come, I was still going. And going. Until I’d milked myself dry.
“Hunter...” she moaned.
“You okay? God.” I hoped I didn’t hurt her, because I’d lost complete control toward the end.
“I’m okay.”
“Give me a sec.” I went to the bathroom to take care of the condom, then rushed back to her side.
She looked sleepy, but it was the hot, sexy, half sleepy gaze that filled her face.
“You sure you’re okay?” I kissed her.
“My hands are glowing, so my face must look like a bulb. I’m fine.” She laughed. “Can we do that again before I leave?”
“Leave?”
“For work.”
I didn’t want to leave the house or this bed ever again.
“Stay here.”
She lifted herself up on her shoulders.
“What about work?”
“We’ll go to work together.” That would practically give us all day. “And after we can grab some of your clothes at your place, and come back here.”
She searched my eyes.
“You want me to come back?”
I wasn’t certain if she was joking. “Hell, yes. Don’t you want to come back?”
“I do. I just thought maybe you wouldn’t want me here too much.”
I bent down and kissed her. “I want you everywhere.” Because I was obsessed with her. I’d decided that last night.
It was the only explanation.
She looked happy, and those beautiful brown eyes sparkled, but something dark lurked within her gaze. I noticed it every time we talked about the job. Every time there was talk or thoughts raised on how things would come to a point where it would be difficult.
I thought it was time to say something. In fact, now was the perfect time.
“Jia,” I began.
“Hmmm.”
“I don’t want the job to get in the way. If it’s awkward for you and you don’t want to get involved with me, I get it. But for me, it’s a separate thing. I meant it when I said I want you.”
She pressed her full lips together, and her cheeks tickled pink.
“Me too. So... what are we saying?” There was a hopeful tone in her voice.
“That the job doesn’t matter.” In essence, that was what I was saying, yet it did matter, just not in a way that I wanted it to. “It matters. The job’s important and everything, but how about we don’t make it matter when we’re together?”
She gazed at me with excitement. “I like that. I really like that.”
“So, should we do this?”
“I think we should.”
Chapter 17
Jia
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“I’m so glad you answered the phone,” Sam gushed. She sniffled, sounding like she was crying. “I really thought I was never going to get to speak to you again.”
“I’m still very upset, Sam. This isn’t me saying I forgive you.” Deciding I couldn’t stay mad at her forever, I’d answered her call tonight, and no, this wasn’t me telling her I’d forgiven her.
I was still hurt and very cut up about losing my money. Money which Bernice told me I would most likely never see again. The Feds had tracked the money to a drug ring. The money was used for drugs, which meant everything on that front would be frozen.
If it had been property or other assets that could have been seized and sold on, maybe she could have done something, but drugs, illegal drugs, no. Bane had been sentenced to several years in prison too, so it wasn’t like the option of him working to pay me back was there.
