Sex, Not Love(99)
Hunter kept nodding and said yes a few times. At one point, he rubbed his temples with his free hand. It made me nervous that maybe his uncle had called about something else, that something bad had happened.
After a few minutes that felt more like hours, Hunter cleared his throat. “Okay. Thanks, Uncle Joe. I’ll give you a call tomorrow.” He pressed end call and shut his eyes, looking down.
“What happened? Is your aunt okay?”
My heart jumped into my throat when he looked up. Tears streamed down his face.
“Hunter, what happened?”
Without warning, I was suddenly lifted into the air and tossed on the bed. “My test came back negative.”
I shook my head, afraid to believe what I’d just heard. “What test?”
“My DNA analysis came back negative. There’s a zero-percent chance that I have Huntington’s disease.”
Tears streamed down my face to match his. “Oh my God. Are you serious? But you told him you didn’t want to know.”
Hunter smiled. “He told me tough shit, he wasn’t sitting on a negative result until I finally pulled my head out of my ass.”
“You really don’t have it? You’re not just saying that to make me feel better because of our fight yesterday?”
“No, I’m not just trying to make you feel better, babe.” He pressed his lips to mine. “But I’m about to make you feel better.”
I felt wired with energy. “We should go out and celebrate! I can’t believe it!”
“I’m going to do my celebrating inside. Inside of you.”
Hunter unraveled the sheet I had wrapped around my body and kissed my neck. “I’ve never had sex without a condom—except for that minute last night.”
I smiled. “So it’ll sort of be like your first time then?”
“It’s always felt like my first time with you. But this time, I want to come inside of you. I want to bury myself so deep and come so fucking hard that you’re legs will shake and the people in the room next door will know my name. I want my cum inside of you, just like you’re inside of me—so far that it’s lost and never coming out again. I want to mark you as mine.”
“God, Hunter.”
He lifted my hands over my head and clasped them together using one hand while the other reached down between my legs. “Spread for me, beautiful.”
I did, and Hunter’s head dipped down to suck one nipple into his mouth while his fingers worked my clit. I moaned while he rubbed circles with his thumb. He slipped two fingers inside of me to make sure I was ready and then shifted back to align himself with my opening.
He never took his eyes from mine as he entered me. I was so wet, so incredibly ready for him. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pushed in deep. Hunter’s arms began to shake. “Fuck. You feel…so, so good…”
He started slow, moving in and out and studying the reaction on my face to each thrust. Closing his eyes, he looked like he wanted to savor every minute of the first time inside me bare, but when I moaned and said come inside of me, his willpower snapped.
What started out as making love elevated to fucking. Pure, primal fucking. Hunter pounded into me hard, his face desperate with need. Our bodies soaked with sweat as we moved in unison, me meeting each of his strong thrusts. The sound of wet, slapping bodies echoed through the room and was the most erotic thing I’d ever heard.
“Hunter…”
“Fuck. Come, baby. Come with me. I’m gonna come inside your sweet pussy.”
We both exploded at the same time. I yelled his name and moaned, the heat of him emptying inside of me fueling the most intense orgasm of my life. It was the single most incredible feeling I’d ever experienced.
As we slowed, Hunter brushed the hair from my face and continued to glide in and out while we both caught our breath. “I love you, sweet pea.”
“I love you, too. I think you stole a piece of my heart the first night we met.”
“I’m charming and hard to resist.”
“Umm…I think I did a pretty good job of resisting. You had to chase me for almost a year and come three-thousand miles to wear me down.”
“I got news for you, babe. A year was nothing. And I would have chased you across the globe. I thought I couldn’t get you out of my mind, but it was my heart that wouldn’t let go.”
Epilogue
Natalia
Two-and-a-half years later
I snuck out while Hunter was still sleeping and ran over to Anna’s house to pick up the gift I’d bought him.
He was awake and in the kitchen when I attempted to sneak back into the house. Since the music was on, he didn’t hear me come inside, which gave me an opportunity to ogle him from behind. The four years since we’d first met at our friends’ wedding had done nothing to dull the desire I felt for this man. Little butterflies fluttered in the pit of my belly as I watched him shirtless, swaying to the music while he fixed his coffee.