Fierce(66)

“Don’t be. As long as you stay with me, I’m not mad. I should’ve told you sooner.”

I nod, and the air feels cleared.

“Guess you wanna go back inside now,” I say. “Look for that ‘person.’”

“Nah. I think I’ll leave it to Jaret for now.”

“But it’s important to you, right?”

“You’re more important,” he says, and he kisses my shoulder. “Let’s go home.”

“You sure?” I ask as I lean back.

He nods, his finger drifting up to my cheek, caressing it softly. He cups my jaw and leans in, looking into my eyes, asking for permission. I purse my parted lips and close my eyes as he presses his lips down on mine. It’s soft and slow this time, unlike his voracious kisses from before. These are long and loving, and I’m shaken to the core by the intimacy of it. He’s so gentle, and it feels like he wants to tell me I’m precious to him. I adore it. He’s precious to me, too.

When Hunter takes his lips off me, he leans his head against my forehead and smiles at me. Seeing him in front of me like this calms me down.

He’s beautiful, on the inside and out, even if he does what he does. His soul is good.

He’s sweet, charming, sexy, handsome, helpful, protective, and he cares for people. He’s everything I want in a guy.

“Wanna go?” he says.

He rummages in his pocket and takes out a key.

“How? We came with Jaret.”

“I asked him to borrow his car. He said he didn’t mind, as long as we didn’t trash it. He’s getting a ride from one of the other dealers.”

Before I can say anything, he’s already pulling me toward the car.

When we’re on the road, I can’t help but glance at Hunter. He drives like a real pro, his gray eyes sometimes flicking to me. My temperature soars each time his brooding eyes wash over me, and I can barely breathe.

His lips curve up into half a smile when he glances at me. When he licks and bites his lip, I gasp. He chuckles. I’m under his spell, and he knows it.

I can’t help but let my eyes wander across his sleek body, and what I know is underneath those clothes. The way we danced really made me crazy for him; not even a fight can temper my feelings for him.

When we finally reach the dorm, I’m actually sad I have to get out of the car. It means I can’t peek at him anymore, and I know we’ll eventually part ways at our rooms.

I don’t want to sleep alone tonight. I want to stay with him.

He looks at me, squinting his eyes, and then he leans forward. At first I freeze, but then when he puts his lips on my cheek I relax. His lips slowly drag down to my neck, and he leaves sultry kisses everywhere. Blood rushes through my body as he groans against my skin.

“I just can’t not kiss you,” he murmurs.

His hands move from the steering wheel to my face, and he cups my jaw. Sucking my skin, he leaves red marks. Damn. I’m getting all hot and bothered again.

Then he takes his lips off my skin, and I suddenly feel cold.

“Why are you stopping?” I say, confused.

He chuckles. “We’re still in Jaret’s car. Better get to the dorm, don’t you think?”

“Ah … Yeah. Right.”

We step out of the car. My wobbly legs can barely hold me up, and I struggle to stay on two feet. Hunter comes to my side, and I clear my throat when he throws me a wicked smile. God, I hate him when he does that. It’s like he’s flaunting off his goods in front of my nose, but doesn’t want to give them to me.

Hunter puts his hand on my back. As we walk into the dorm, his hand slips down to my ass. A blush spreads across my cheeks when he squeezes my flesh.

A soft humming sound comes from his mouth, like he’s enjoying the fact that he can touch me like that without repercussions.

The moment I spot my door, I’m devastated. “Wait,” I say, and I turn around toward him. I grab his hand and place it on my waist.

“What are you doing?” he says.

“I want a goodnight kiss,” I say, pursing my lips.

A sexy smile appears on his face. I suck on the bottom part of my lip, and his eyes flick right down to see me do it. Biting his lip in return, he chuckles a little. “You’re seducing me.”

“I just want a kiss. Nothing wrong with that, is there?” I say with one eyebrow raised.

“You’ve really changed,” he says, leaning forward. “I like it.”

His hot mouth crashes into mine, and he starts kissing me fervently. I wrap my arms around his neck as he puts both his hands on my ass. He’s voracious, and pushes himself up against me. A loud thud is audible as we bump into the wall. We’re in the middle of the hallway, making out like crazed teens, and I love it.