When it’s clear that she’s not gonna stop, I get my head out of my ass and start saying something.
“You don’t- Fuck, baby, you don’t have to do this, Sera,” I say, trying to get her to stop but not wanting to. Her hands make it past my button and zipper and she’s on me now, her hands stroking me while her mouth wants more.
“I want to watch you come, Hunt. I want to give you that.”
I’m lost; I’m a dead man walking. I can’t stop this.
“It’s supposed to be the other way around. I want to touch you, I want to make you feel good. I want my name coming out of your mouth like that over and over, baby,” I groan, bucking into her hand.
She shivers underneath me, and there’s this smile on her face right before my vision goes blurry and all that exists are her hands on me.
“Pretend you’re already inside me, Hunt,” she whispers, my eyes flaring wide. “Am I hot? Am I wet and slippery for you?”
What the fuck?
I roll my hips into her working grip, let out a growl when she starts a twisting motion.
“Sera...” I growl, working my hips harder and faster. “Sera, please...”
I’m dying for air, but I can’t stop moving. When the wave hits, the tickle in my spine slams me down and my teeth sink into her neck as I come in her hands.
“Hunter,” she moans in my ear like she just came, too.
I’m animal with my growling and gasping as I keep pumping into her grip, wringing out everything until I collapse fully on top of her, groaning.
Baby, you have no idea what you just did to me.
Chapter 28
I’m crushing the air out of her, but there’s not much I can do about it.
I can’t feel my legs, hell, I can’t feel anything. My head is filled with white-noise again, and all I’m aware of is her body under mine, her breathing hard in my ear, and I swear I can hear the smile on her face.
“Fuck, Sera,” I mumble against the soft skin of her throat. “I swear I was in orbit. Jesus Christ.”
She completely undid me and I can’t fucking move.
Get up, she needs to breathe.
“Come with me, we need to clean you up.” I make the mistake of moving my hips back, but she’s still got her hands around me, dragging out one last shudder from me. I need to be inside her – as soon as I recover. Yeah, I just need an hour.
I get her hands cleaned off on the thighs of my boxers, and I shuck off my pants, and lead her to the bathroom. She does her thing, and stares at herself in the mirror like it’s a stranger there. Sera stares directly into her eyes, then sweeps over her features until she makes eye contact with me in the mirror.
Needing to touch her, I sweep the hair off her neck and kiss her gently, feeling her shivering. I’ll swear I’ll be ready to go in another minute if she keeps this up.
“You’re gorgeous, Sera.” I mean it. Absolutely.
I look up from where I’ve been occupied and catch her smile in the mirror. I get my hands on her hips, the flesh filling my palms, but she tenses and then loosens up in my grip.
I don’t know how far I should push this. Maybe I should let her run the show.
“I need to wash up. You can stay, or you can meet me in my bed.”
“I don’t want to have sex tonight.”
I’ve got my answer, and I’m cool with it.
I move more of her hair out of the way with a hand, and kiss her behind her ear. She tilts her head to the side, giving more skin to tease her with. My dick’s starting to throb again, and all I want to do is grind myself on her ass, let her feel how hard she makes me, how crazy she drives me by just being her.
“I didn’t say anything about sex. We do whatever you want. Those are the rules, remember?”
I get to taste more of the expanse of skin along her neck, running my teeth gently along a tendon I found.
“I think I just want to sleep. Can you do that?” Her voice is shaky; I want to howl and pound my chest. But then reality seeps in, and I need to make sure my girl is taken care of – in the best way possible.
“What kind of man would I be if I didn’t take care of you?” I look at her in the mirror, and press her back against my front, nearly growling when we make contact. Yeah, I’m ready to go.
“Take care of me?”
Maybe she doesn’t see the fire in her eyes, or the stain on her cheeks, or the way her mouth is swollen because of me. Maybe she doesn’t see that she’s radiant even under the harsh light in my bathroom, and she looks so fucking exquisite standing in front of me, her green, green eyes completely confused.
“Baby, look at you. You’re primed for me, probably with the lightest brush of my fingers, I’m going to have you coming. Why won’t you let me?”