Reaching between us, I slide fingers around his dick, leisurely caressing his velvety shaft rippled with veins. He tilts his head to the ceiling with a sigh, eyes rolling to the back of his head. “Mine,” I say, pumping slowly as he falls apart for me. He’s irresistible like this, at my mercy, his face pinched in pleasure.Mine.
His breath catches when I rub my thumb over the precum leaking from his tip. I swirl methodically while I wait, enjoying the sounds coming from him. His throat bobs when he swallows, but he says nothing. I stop moving. “Say it, my love.”
Nodding quickly, his hips rock to keep the momentum. “Shit, Ash. Yes, it’s your—shit—I’m yours. Just…touch me.Please. Don’t stop touching—oh, fuck.”
Hooking a leg around his waist, I flip him down to the mattress and trail kisses down his body. When I wrap my lips around his tip, his brackish taste hits my tongue, and I have to remind myself to take it slow. I want every last bit of him, but I want to come together. Twirling my tongue, I slide off with a pop. The violent shudder that travels through him makes me smirk. “Looks like your needy dick loves my filthy mouth,” I tease, and his voice rasps in agreement, pleading for more. I lick up his shaft, savoring every unbridled moan I pull from him.
Chanting my name, he fists my hair as if he’ll lose all sanity if he lets go. “Your mouth…fucking amazing.” When I suck his balls, he lets out a string of incoherent sounds, and I smile as I lick my way back to his crown. I love being in control like this. Seeing him give in to me, realizing it’s my touch causing him to shatter. It’s a powerful feeling, knowing he’s mine.
I take him to the back of my throat and swallow. “Shiiit.” His hips chase the sensation, my eyes watering as I adjust to the depth. Breathing through my nose, I take him deeper until I’m gagging. “You like choking on my dick, baby?” The words fall out of his mouth lazily, and I nod, humming around him while easing back. Hunter grips my head in both hands, taking ownership of my mouth, thrusting slowly. I’m tempted to make him spill down my throat, sucking him dry until he’s completely wasted. But my need to be filled by him overpowers the thought, and I slowly drag my lips off with a smile.
He groans and glances at the door. “Condom… I didn’t?—”
“I’m on the pill. We don’t need one.” Having no barriers between us feels so right, I don’t even have to think about it.
“Raw?” His voice cracks, eyes widening with giddy excitement. “…You sure?”
It’s such an adorable transition from the dirty words he crooned earlier, I giggle as I settle onto the pillow next to him. “Unless something’s changed since the last time…”
“Impossible.” When he shifts over me, a soft smile graces his lips. “You’ve ruined me for anyone else.” He lowers his body and kisses me slowly. We dance through light years, traipsing across the stars of our passion in a sensual meeting of lips and tongues, the taste of us mixing into a delectable tang. Slipping a hand between us, he slides his tip through my soaking slit until he’s rubbing it against my clit. Down and back up, he repeats the motion, swallowing my moans with another kiss. My hips drift upward when I try to get him where I want him most, and his broad fingers tighten on my waist to pin me in place. “Just…give me a minute. It’s my first time like this…without anything.”
“So let mefeelyou,” I tease breathlessly, rocking my hips again. “Fill me. Fuck me.Please.”
“Fuck…” His head falls back, and he groans like he’s not the one doing the edging. “So damn sexy when you beg.” Pushing into me slowly, a low growl rumbles in his chest as his eyes roll back. “So damn tight,” he grunts.
“Make a mess of me, love,” I sigh as he ruts into me.
“Always.” His lips move across my jaw, and he pulls out completely. Shudders course through me as he slides back in to the hilt.“Take it all, Ashlie.” He pistons in and out at an achingly gentle pace, staring into my eyes with an intensity that sends my soul speeding through galaxies. That last part wasn’t dirty talk. It’s reassurance. His pledge to me. “Every single part of me is yours. This is perfect.You’regoddamn perfect for me.”
A tear slips from my eyes as I realize how right this all feels. Me and him, finally together. Everything feels complete. He’s been right here the entire time. “I love you, Hunter,” I say, wrapping my legs around him as he grinds into me.
He kisses the wetness from my cheek and presses his forehead against mine. “You’re it for me, honey bear.” His breathy voice as he picks up speed sends me into a frenzy. I meet his hips with enthusiasm, racing to the finish line together. “It’s you, Ash. It’s always been you.” Rubbing firm circles over my swollen clit with his thumb, his words send one last shockwave through me. A swirl of lights flashes behind my eyes as a whirling black hole swallows me up. Every muscle tenses as he swells inside me, and I’m falling, spinning at a dizzying pace. “Shit.” He latches onto me and blasts through the gateway shortly after, imploding with a stuttering buck of his hips. We collapse, left in a clinging, sated heap, unwilling to let each other go.
“No more leaving?”Hunter brushes his fingertips over my spine as we lie tangled in the sheets.
“No more,” I whisper. He outlines the shape of my lips with his thumb, smiling softly. “What?” I ask.
Shaking his head, he leans in for a kiss. “I’m just really fucking happy right now.”
“I’m happy, too, my love.”
“Never stop calling me that.” His smile widens, but then his face takes on a layer of vulnerability as he bites his lip. “Did you like it?”
My eyebrows dip. “What? Sex?”
“Yeah… Feeling you—likethat—was fucking amazing for me. I just want to make sure I’m doing things you like too…”
My heart cracks wide open at his honesty, bathing my soul in glimmering light.He wants my happiness as much as his own. “All three orgasms were perfect, love.” I giggle, pressing a kiss to his lips. Laying my head on his chest, I trace the dark ink on his side, smoothing my hand over the burden of Atlas, the lightning on his ribs, the storm clouds. My fingertips curve around the moon and walk across the stars, dancing between the planets on his chest until he stops my hand, lacing our fingers right over his heart.
“Why don’t you have a sun?” I ask.
“Because I use protection. Don’t have a daughter either.”
I flash him a confused look before his smirk clues me in on his joke. “Boy, I meant your tattoo!” I laugh.
“Again…” He leans down and gives me a forehead kiss. “I’m not your boy anymore. And I don’t know. The tattoo artist didn’t add one in his sketch. I’ve never really thought about it.” He shrugs. “Things weren’t exactly sunny back then anyway, so I guess it’s fitting.”
His eyes go distant as he strokes my finger with his thumb. I can only imagine what painful memory replays in his mind. The hurt on his face twists my stomach into knots.I wish I could take all his pain away. Propping on my elbow, I reach over him to the nightstand.
