Never Been Kissed(127)

“No one’s ever wanted me before. You’re kind of a lot to take in.” Hunter gives me a dirty smile. “I didn’t mean it like that! Jerk. Here I am, trying to be all serious-”

Hunter stops the movement of our hands, and puts mine on his abs, just leaves it there. Doing an ab crunch, he leans up and kisses me, one hand going into my hair, his tongue going into my mouth.

I can’t get over how much the glide of his tongue over mine builds the fire inside me higher and higher, or the nips of his teeth make me ache deeply inside. And when he builds a rhythm of his tongue going in and out of my mouth, mimicking what’s going to happen between us down below, I lose it.

Growling, I sink my teeth into his bottom lip, then lick along it, soothing the slight pain. Pulling away, my body ignites with triumph as I watch him struggle to catch his breath, and the way his hips are moving underneath the covers, against the sheets, like he’s seeking any kind of relief possible.

“I get to touch. You said so.” I tell him. His easy acquiescence has me throbbing, more wetness coming from me as he sits up against the headboard of his bed, dragging his body up with his thick arms.

I sit on my knees next to him, so close, our hips are touching. His eyes are now navy, and there’s color in his cheeks. His nostrils flare like he can smell my arousal, and the thought has me squirming. The predator sits while the prey pets him.

Just like before on the couch, my dumb brain-mouth filter malfunctions and words tumble out of my mouth.

“The first day I saw you was in the elevator with her. And you guys were kissing, deep and desperate, and I knew if the elevator didn’t hurry up, I was going to get a show.” Hunter’s eyes pop as I tell him my story.

I trail my fingers over his lips, and stifle a moan when he licks at them, nipping the tips. “I thought you were the sexiest thing I’d ever seen, and you were kissing another girl.” I look into his navy eyes. “I wanted it to be me. I wished it were me you had in the corner of the elevator.”

His lips part and his breath tickles my fingertips. I move to either side of his neck, tracing the veins with my thumbs. Trying to get more comfortable, I straddle his sheet-covered hips, settle myself gently on him. He growls when I hit him just right.

“Baby, you’re driving me fucking insane.” Hunter’s hands come to my hips, fingers digging into my flesh. He really does want me. Maybe as much as I want him.

“I’ve never had a man so desperate to get inside me like I saw how you were in the elevator.”

“Fuck.I’ll show you how much I want you, Sera. I want you. Please baby, let me have you.”

I drag my hands over his shoulders, grinding on him slow enough that my breath hitches with every upstroke and the bliss inside me is like liquid waves, lulling me. I could do this forever, and it’s so good.

I lick his collarbones, touching and tasting everywhere I can reach. I suck on his studded nipples, tasting the tang of metal as I get another sexy rumble out of him.

“Fuck.”

“Mmmm,” I moan, going lower and lower, tasting the dips of skin between muscle and bone, all the while his hips start bucking into my body.

“Sera. I need to be inside you.”

I lift myself up from dragging my teeth over one of his sex lines, licking up over his hip bone. He’s crazed for me and that’s enough. It’s more than enough. I’m a pulsating star, ebbing and flowing with bliss. I can feel myself slick and ready for him, my channel squeezing down on emptiness and it hurts.

Hunter’s eyes are wild, and his fingers keep digging into my hips, only to let go when he thinks he’s being too rough. God, to be wanted like this, with this need, it does things to me – makes me feel beautiful and sexy. And all I had to do was do what I wanted anyway.

“Go slow, okay?”

“I promise. I promise.” The litany falls from his lips and I kiss him, let him roll me to my back as his weight settles on top of me. “Can we lose this?” One hand goes to the hem of the shirt, the only material separating us.

“Yeah.” Lifting my back, Hunter almost tears it off me. When that’s done, his mouth goes to my neck, licking, tasting and sucking that I feel inside me with every sweep of his tongue.

“Hunter mou...” I groan in his ear. I gasp when he lowers his head and nips at my collar bones. And there, finally, his fingers linger on my nipples, lightly pinching them into even harder points, and making me throb even more.

He sucks my nipple into his hot mouth, swirling his tongue, making me ache. I’m blindly staring up at the ceiling, feeling like my body is being warred upon by nothing but pleasure. He almost purrs when the fingers of his free hand get to my opening, slick with my need for him. Then his fingers push inside me, slowly stretching me, rubbing spots inside me that make stars explode behind my now closed eyelids.