“God, Hunter.” I press my bottom against his erection as his hands start to move down my stomach. He slides his fingers over my mound before he slowly slips them between my wet folds. He pushes one of his fingers inside of me, and my whole body shudders and before I know what I’m doing, I’m rocking on him, trying to find the friction to send me over.
“Not yet,” Hunter whispers, retreating his finger, soothing me with kisses along my neck and shoulder while his hands massage and pinch my breasts. He’s driving me crazy with the teasing strokes and caresses.
So, I’m going to play at his game.
Squirting gel into the palm of my hands, I reach behind me and come into contact with the throbbing hard length of Hunter’s erection. I take a firm hold and start gliding my hand up and down his steely length, my legs nearly buckling when Hunter pushes two fingers inside me.
I turn my head and meet Hunter’s smoldering gaze as his head dips and he captures my lips with his own in a kiss so carnal I’m about to break apart with pleasure.
He turns me in his arms and gripping my bottom tightly, he hauls me up before thrusting inside of me. Our mouths seal together and our tongues imitate what our lower bodies are doing—both hard and unyielding, the only sounds in the room are the running water, ou
r heavy breathing, and the smacking of flesh against flesh.
Then the moment Hunter’s wet mouth suckles and tugs one of my nipples, my orgasm starts rippling along his hard dick. Pleasure that I’ve only ever felt in my husband’s arms wraps around us as Hunter finally let’s go. His release is strong and hard, the warmth leaking down my thighs.
Once our passion has peaked and the water has started to cool, Hunter rests his forehead against mine. “I love you, Gia.”
I meet the loving look on his handsome face with a sated one, as I admit, “I love you, too… So much.” Kissing his plump lips, I wrap my arms around his neck, holding him close.
Hunter turns everything off, wraps a large bath towel around us before he carries me to our bed. He lays me down on top of the towel and quickly dries me while I watch his every move. He’s a gorgeous man and he’s all mine. His body is toned and as he moves the muscles in his arms and torso flex. When he dries my breasts and moves down to dry between my legs, he swells to full erection within seconds.
He smirks knowing where my eyes are and after he’s quickly dried himself, we get under the covers, and minutes later I’m wrapped up in my husband’s arms.
“I had no idea that I could ever feel this way. Before I met you I used to laugh when a friend or colleague from work was tied up in knots over a woman.” He laughs. “But the minute I met you, Gia, my head was turned in your direction.”
I rest my chin on his chest and holding his gaze, my hand caresses one side of his whisker-covered face. “You know how much I love you, and that won’t change. You’re everything to me, Hunter.” I slip my hand down his side and wrap my fingers around his throbbing shaft. I love touching the warm, silky smooth, hardness that always gets harder with my touch. He practically comes alive at my touch.
Moving the sheets out of my way, I hold him upright and climb above him. Hunter’s eyes darken as his hands grasp ahold of my hips. Slowly, I lower myself, and once he’s completely inside of me, I hold still, goose bumps of sensation breaking out all over my skin.
I hold my hand out to him, and without any hesitation, Hunter sits, wrapping his arms around my waist. I give him a soft smile, and ask, “Does my father have something going on with Ivy?”
Hunter blinks with surprise and starts laughing. “Are you, darling wife, using sex to get answers out of me?” He cocks a brow.
I blush. “That was my intention…but no, I love you too much to ever do that. I would like to know though.”
He brushes the hair from the side of my face. “There is nothing going on between them.”
“But?”
“Your father returns Ivy’s feelings and before either of them acted on those feelings, your dad said a few things to send Ivy away.” Hunter kisses the tip of my nose. “He’s hurting because of it, but I think we need to leave it alone.”
“I need to talk to Ivy.”
Hunter presses me down, and the feel of him big, hard, and throbbing inside of me, clears my mind of everything other than him.
19
Hunter
“Whose idea was it to come and hang out in this shack?” Julian grumbles, sweat running down his forehead.
I’m not fairing any better with sweat running into places I never want to think about unless I’m naked in bed with Gia...and those thoughts need keeping for a time when I don’t have scantly clad women eyeing me from the bar.
This place is a dive and wouldn’t pass a fire inspection. It would probably fail before the inspector even entered, but an informant of Julian’s says some of Abatangelo’s men hang out here...so far, no such luck.
Taking another drink, I glance at Julian. “Another thirty, then we’ll split.” I take a long gulp from the bottle of water as one of the women from the bar, starts to saunter toward us.
Julian raises a brow, his lips twitching. “She’s drunk and high,” he whispers under his breath. “Not a good combination.”