More, Please(10)

I frowned at him and looked around. “What do you mean?”

Hunter stared at me for a moment before shaking his head. “I’ll show you another time.” He kissed me softly, backing me up to the edge of the bed. His hand wrapped around the back of my neck as his lips met mine. He leaned forward, making me lean back until I was scooting across the mattress. I laid my head on the pillow, our lips still connected.

“I just want it soft and sensual right now,” he murmured against my lips. “I want more of those desperate whimpers.”

His tip rubbed against me slowly before easing past my nether lips, taking the breath from my body. Sighing, I let my head fall to the side, focusing on the feel of him inside of me. Before I looked back at his handsome face, though, I noticed a black strip of fabric lying on the nightstand. Next to it lay a pair of handcuffs.

As my gaze went back to Hunter’s eyes, darkened with desire, I remembered his commanding tone earlier. His dominating presence.

Heat ripped through me.

With him, it wasn’t a question of if I’d let him, it was when he felt like it. I trusted him implicitly.

He must’ve read that thought in my eyes, because a slow smile curved his shapely lips. “Another time.”

I noticed it then. The seriousness in his gaze as he moved within me. The tone to his passion. His eyes were so soft. So deep. Emotion rode his movements. He’d welcomed me into his home, he’d shared his past, and now he was connecting with me in an extremely intimate way.

I wrapped my arms around him, feeling the heat. Feeling the intense emotion. My body ramped up, hard and fast, needing him. Craving his touch.

“Hunter…” I kissed him harder, the pleasure mounting. It burned through me. “Oh!” An orgasm dragged me under, drowning me in bliss.

“Oh G—” I squeezed my eyes shut as waves of ecstasy rolled through me. His body shuddered.

As the shock waves subsided, leaving me in a pleasant glow, he shifted to the side and then curled around my body protectively. His hot lips kissed my neck softly. I fell into the moment, feeling the warmth swelling. Knowing what it meant.

I sighed and snuggled deeper into him. “Beds are good.”

Hunter squeezed me just a bit. “Well said.”

I chuckled. “I think Blaire is probably going to kill me. Seriously. She’s crazy. What were you thinking?”

“She can’t hurt you. She’s just a spoiled child that only got attention from a nanny growing up. Like me.”

“You seem…a lot better adjusted.”

“I’m not, Olivia,” he whispered. “I function, and I earn my way, but how many men do you know who employ women in place of a relationship? I’m not as spoiled, or as violent, as Blaire, but I’m just as delusional about what I can have in life. And so far, like her, I’ve had everything I’ve wanted.”

“To a degree,” I said.

His silence hinted that he wasn’t sure what I was talking about, or that maybe he didn’t agree. “You still have your dad in your life, and we both know that’s no fun. You lose battles with the board a third of the time. And you couldn’t outfit your plane with that hideous red carpeting you were after. So no, not everything.”

He nuzzled my neck, making warm fizzles crawl up my middle. His arms tightened around me. “And soon, when you realize what a shallow bastard I really am, I’ll lose you.”

His tone was light, almost playful, but I heard the edge in it. The insecurity.

“As soon as you realize what a psycho I am,” I replied, “you’re out the door.”

He squeezed me again. “Not likely.”

I snuggled back into him with a smile. “You’re not a shallow bastard, Hunter. You’re a rude one. Someday you will say please all the time. I have faith.”

“Again, not likely.”

“Challenge accepted.”





Chapter Four





The next day I arrived at the office at my usual time. Hunter had once again dropped me off at home insanely early, as that was when he went to the office, leaving me to sleep for another hour before I got ready for the day and lugged myself in.

“Morning.” Brenda set Hunter’s coffee on my desk.

“Good morning. Anything pressing for today?”

“For me? Yes. For you? I have no idea. He has you doing harder stuff these days. Bet you wish you hadn’t let him know how smart you are…”

I smirked as I opened my computer, then grabbed Hunter’s coffee as my machine booted up. “Shows what you know. I like being busy.”

“Busy and harassed are two different things. You’re just too young to know it.”