I dropped to my knees, taking the base of his erection in my fist and running my tongue over his tip. I sucked him in, fondling his balls with my free hand. As I withdrew, I stroked to the accompaniment of his soft groans.
I sucked him in again, withdrawing faster this time, pumping my fist in time with my efforts. I bobbed over his hard cock, taking him deep in my throat before letting up, increasing the speed to match his breath, his flexing muscles, and his groans.
“I want to come inside you, Livy.” Hands grabbed under my arms and hoisted me up. His length popped out of my mouth.
A moment after standing, I was falling again, hitting the mattress with a bounce. He was between my thighs immediately with his mouth, pushing my legs apart so he could lick up the center of my heat. His mouth focused on my clit as two fingers dipped into me.
I moaned and bucked into him, already needing him inside of me.
He must’ve sensed it, because he climbed up my body in a hurry. His hard chest raked against my taut nipples, sending shooting pulses of pleasure through my body. He braced his hands under my knees and pushed my legs high on his waist, angling before plunging deep inside of me.
“Oh God,” I said in surprise, not expecting the sudden depth from the position.
He slammed into me, hard and fast. His mouth covered mine in a bruising kiss, spiraling me higher. I clung to him, gasping and panting with each thrust. His body crashed into mine. My core tightened and shivers racked my body. Before I could even get my bearings, suddenly the world spun, as an orgasm ripped through me.
“Oh!” I shouted, arching back.
“Hmm,” Hunter moaned, shaking with his own release.
His movements slowed, became languid. His lips trailed down my neck and back up, sliding along the bottom of my jaw. I was still panting with the climax, but his soft ministrations started building me again. His slow movements pushed my pleasure higher.
“No.” Hunter pushed up from the bed, looking down on me with a face shining from fatigue. He shook his head. “No. Don’t start up again.”
“Me? You’re the one still kissing me all sweetly!”
His mouth turned upward as he straightened. “You’re so damn sexy, Livy. I orgasm and immediately want you again. It’s…distracting.”
“Hmm. So what now? Do you have a lake you want me to look at, or something? A beach? Maybe a summer home in the Hamptons?”
“I have work to finish up. I can camp out at the dining room table, if you don’t mind…”
“Only if you’re naked. My house, my rules.”
He gave me a full smile, making me blink up at a man so handsome it should be outlawed. He could have any girl he wanted. Any girl. What was he doing with me?
“What happened?” he asked, pulling me closer. He ran the back of his hand over my cheek. “Where’d the smile go?”
“Sorry. Just blinded by the sun. Which is your beauty. It’d be a really good place for a Shakespeare quote, actually. I just sound stupid.”
“She is beautiful, therefore to be woo’d. She is woman, therefore to be won,” he said.
I leaned in to him, slipping my arms around his waist. “Smart and hot. Did it hurt?”
His eyes sparkled, probably knowing what was coming. “Did what hurt?”
“When you fell from heaven. Did it hurt?”
He kissed my forehead. “No, actually, because I climbed up through hell.”
I laughed as he stepped away. “Meet you at the kitchen table. No clothes, right? That’s the deal?”
“Correct. Except I don’t have my computer.”
Hunter paused at the door. He looked back at me. “I’ll have your assistant bring it over. You need to meet her anyway.”
I watched his muscular butt move away, pleasantly distracted for the moment. When he was gone, I looked around. Then shook my head. The man was insane. He had bought a whole building—two flats and a garage—just to have his crush close. Money was nothing to him, granted, and real estate was a great investment, especially in this city, but he hadn’t done this for anyone else. Not even for his fake fiancée. In fact, instead of putting her here, trying to get her out of his hair, he had bought it to give me a nicer place to live. He was thinking of me more than himself. He was a really, really good guy.
And I loved him.
I blew out a breath and just stood still for a moment.
Holy shit. I loved him.
Obviously, yes, I knew it was coming. I knew I was on the road to l’amour, but actually realizing I was there…
With a guy that didn’t think he could properly love…
Well, I’d been in worse situations. Might as well just ride it until it bucked me off like all the others.