More, Please(53)

I love you. -Hunter



“What the hell?” I sat down as I stared at the note.

“Who’s it from?” Brenda asked, leaning over me.

“Hunter.”

“Hunter?” Brenda’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Who’d he get to order them?”

A conversation fluttered in my memory. He’d once asked me to have sex with him on autopilot. He’d simply told me to go in there and drop trow. I’d responded that he should come out here with flowers and chocolates and recite Shakespeare.

I fell back into my chair, still staring at the note.

“He must’ve ordered them himself,” I said.

Brenda was leaning over me, reading the note. When she straightened up, she was staring at me with wide eyes. “In all the years I’ve known him, that’s a first.” She put her hands on her hips. “I almost want to cry.”

I laughed to try and hide that I was crying a little. “Me too.” I wiped a tear from my cheek.

“Huh.” Brenda went back to her desk. “That’s sweet. He’s a good guy.”

“And he totally maneuvered his way into a yes.” I ran my hand over the chocolates. They weren’t even great quality; they were the silly, clichéd kind. And they were perfect.

I stood as Brenda grabbed her handbag.

“See you tomorrow,” she said.

I made my way into Hunter’s office. He didn’t look up as I closed his door, nor when I locked it.

“How did you know sunflowers were my favorite?” I asked as I came to stand beside his desk.

He typed a few things, clicked “save” in his spreadsheet, and pushed back from the desk. “I asked your mother if your father had ever bought you flowers. I figured he might have when you played dress-up. What else would you bring a princess?”

He stood and came around to me. His eyes were soft as he put his arms around me. “And I was right. Why sunflowers?”

“In the park where we always went to play and have picnics, there was this patch of sunflowers. It took me a while to realize their faces followed the sun. I thought it was so magical. I knew plants were living things, but that was like they had a brain, you know? At least to a six-year-old. My dad planted some in his backyard and I used to play in them all the time. It just became a thing.”

Hunter lightly touched my lips. “Why were you saying no? Was it something I did?”

“So guys do wonder about that stuff…”

“Was it?”

I undid the buttons on his shirt, feasting on his delicious upper body. “You have a meeting in thirty minutes. We need to hurry. Kinda.”

“Olivia?”

I undid the button on his fly and pushed down the zipper. “No.” I reached in and captured his velvety shaft.

He sucked in a breath. “I like when you resist,” he murmured against my lips. “I like the challenge. I know you’ll give in eventually.”

“You do, huh?”

“Now I do.”

He backed me against the desk and lifted, sitting me on the edge. His hand worked up my inner thigh as his kiss hardened. Tricky digits grazed my panty-covered sex before stripping the fabric to the side.

“Oh,” I sighed, opening my legs wider. He felt up my wetness before a finger dipped into my body. I moaned. My core tightened.

I leaned back and pulled at the back of his neck, making him lean over me. His body coated mine, hot and hard. His tip pushed at my opened before sliding inside.

“Hmm.” I wrapped my legs around him, squeezing him closer.

He thrust. His manhood pushed deep into me.

“Let’s not use protection this time,” I whispered.

He paused for a second, probably making sense of what I’d said. Then he said, “God, I love you, Olivia. You give me the hope of a different life. A better life. Never leave me.”

“Please…” I smiled against his lips.

“Please,” he said softly. Lips still close to mine, he ran his hands up my chest and over my arms, pushing them flat onto the desk. He threaded his fingers through mine as his pace sped up.

I felt his urgency. His fire. His hips rocked into mine, his manhood inside of me taking all my focus.

“Oh, Hunter.” I gyrated my hips up, taking more. A new feeling scorched my insides before flowering, opening up, and spilling out. A love like I hadn’t experienced before, one that could not be defined, took over.

We might be creating life.

Urgency took over my movements. Suddenly, something else was driving me. A different kind of love. I thought of a baby, of a family, of Hunter and me together forever.

I ripped my hands out of his and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. My kiss turned manic. I needed him with a desire I couldn’t control.