Now, Please(30)

Without warning, pleasure like I’d never experienced flooded into my body. I convulsed, crying out. Ecstasy vibrated up my middle.

Hunter slowed for a moment, his kiss turning languid. My body matched.

And then he started again. Faster now. Whipping my body back into a frenzy.

“Oh, no, Hunter,” I said as the feeling once again redlined. Pleasure so sharp it cut. My muscles flexed, my body primed for another orgasm.

He pumped into me, hitting all the right places. His hard chest teased my sensitive nipples. His clever tongue flicked and tasted, taking me higher than he had before.

“Oh, Hunter. Oh…” I tried to take my hands out of his so I could scratch his back, but he wouldn’t set me free. He held on, increasing the friction. Moving faster.

Panting, I squeezed him tighter with my thighs. I tried to arch, getting away from that tantalizing kiss. There was just too much. Too much sensation. I was drowning in it.

“I won’t make this easy on you, Olivia,” he whispered. “Because it’s far from easy for me. I want all of you.”

“Already…gave…myself.”

“I don’t want just your body. I want your heart. I want you to give us much as I’m about to.”

My stomach flipped. My heart swelled as expectation filled me. Without warning, another climax tore through me. “Oh!”

He nibbled my lips as he let go of my hands. His arms worked around my body as he sat up, pulling me up with him. He wrapped my legs around his waist and felt down my back until his hands were on my hips. He kept me moving over him now, thrusting upward as he brought me down, getting deeper. Taking another little piece of me.

I let my head fall back, moaning. The winding in my core intensified, coiling into a tight ball of unbearable pleasure. “No, please,” I said, squeezing my eyes tight against the feelings.

Hunter’s fingers curled around the back of my neck and he brought my face into his. His lips claimed mine again. His taste, savory and wild, blossomed in my senses, adding to the feel of his body and the depth of his thrust. “Ohhh God,” I groaned as yet another orgasm broke me down.

Still he kept going, faster now, winding again. Pounding my body with exquisite pleasure. Making me writhe and twist over him, unsure if I wanted to run to or away from him. Unsure what this all meant, only that I was too far in now. Too far. I couldn’t give any more. He demanded too much.

As if hearing me, he said, “A little bit more, baby. Give me just a little bit more.”

He hugged me tighter, almost cutting off my breath. I held on for dear life, digging my nails into him for something to hold on to as everything around me flew apart.

I whimpered with another orgasm, immediately building. “Just a little bit more,” he promised, thrusting harder. Pumping into my body with wild abandon. Holding on to me to keep me rooted to him.

“Little…bit…more,” he whispered, giving me another deep, body-consuming kiss. Another climax, shuddering me over him, squeezing out a tear.

Raw. I felt completely raw, emotionally and physically. Pushed too far. Broken.

“Good girl.” Hunter pushed us forward until we tumbled onto the bed in a mess of limbs.

On overdrive, my hips swung up of their own accord, striving for the big completion all these orgasms had been driving toward. To the final act that would cement what making love was really about.

Hunter’s lips were never far from mine, not even to kiss another part of me. Always connected, body and soul. Demanding I stay connected too.

“Almost there,” he whispered.

I clung to him in desperation, tears in my eyes, scared and in awe at the same time with what I was giving to another human being. But he held me so tight, protecting me, possessing me. Honoring me.

“Come with me, baby,” Hunter commanded, emotion dripping from every word.

His lips met mine as the world bleached, and then blasted out color. I gritted my teeth with the ferocity of the climax. My body sizzled with my shudders, the culmination of hours of orgasms that overflowed into pure, untarnished pleasure. A tear dripped down my face as I melted, finally coming down off my high and relishing his weight pressing me down into the mattress.

He kissed me again, a sweet meeting of the lips that fluttered my heart. “Rest, baby. I’ll be here all night.” He moved until he was curled around me possessively, pulling me into his chest with his strong arms.





Chapter Nine





Filtered sunlight sprinkled down onto the bed as I slowly came to consciousness. I rolled to my back and stretched, greeted by a glorious ache in a very private area. Hunter walked from the bathroom in gray slacks and an open button-up shirt. His hair was wet and a toothbrush hung from his mouth.