You're The One (Very Irresistible Bachelors 1)

“Things changed between us, Josie, and I like the way they are. I fucking love it. Being with you, sharing my life with you... it’s incredible. You are incredible. I’m the luckiest bastard on earth. I don’t know what I did to deserve this, or what this will mean for us... for our friendship, but I don’t want to give it up, okay?”

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Josie

God, the way he was looking at me... as if I was the only woman in the world.

“Okay.” I nodded, just in case I’d spoken too low for him to hear. He’d seen right through me, and I felt raw, exposed. When he’d brought up the annulment, I’d felt as if I’d been slapped. I’d been so afraid that I was the only one whose feelings had changed that I didn’t even know what to do or say.

But he wanted me. He wanted us.

Hunter drew his thumb over my lower lip before claiming my mouth. He hadn’t kissed me since we woke up this morning, which was far too long. I gave in to his kiss, responding to his passion with fervor, wanting to give him everything he demanded. When we pulled apart, I was torn. I wanted to kiss him, but I didn’t want to break eye contact because that look just about brought me to my knees. So much warmth and affection underneath all the passion. I wanted to indulge in it for as long as he was mine.

He kissed me again, scooping me up in his arms, carrying me to the master bedroom. I touched his arms, the planes of his chest and shoulders, wanting to rid him of all clothes. But where I was hurrying, Hunter slowed us down.

After ridding me of an item of clothing, he covered my skin with kisses. When I was only wearing panties, he took a step back, looking me up and down. All my nerve endings were burning in anticipation, and when he removed my panties too, I jumped right in his arms. He was naked already, his cock wedged between us. We tumbled on the bed, laughing. He pinned my hands at the sides of my head, kissing me so ferociously that I moaned against his mouth.

Life with this man was exhilarating. Being his wife was nothing like I’d imagined, and I meant that in the best possible way. With every kiss, he made me feel alive, adored... claimed. With every day we spent together, I discovered new sides to him, despite having known him for fifteen years, and the more I discovered, the deeper I fell into him.

“What are you thinking about?” he murmured, touching my cheek, kissing down my jaw, my neck.

See? He could tell my mind was racing at one hundred miles an hour.

“You.”

He smiled against my belly. “I like that answer.”

He went even further down, and when he drew his tongue along my opening, pleasure shot through me. He kissed me until I was writhing under him, and then he climbed over me, thrusting inside me.

I gasped, moving my pelvis to accommodate him before digging my heels in the mattress for better leverage. We moved in sync, both of us desperate for release, desperate for each other. Hunter kissed my neck and shoulders while he gripped one ass cheek in his hand, moving me at an angle that allowed him so deep inside me, it spurred the tremors of pleasure. I shuddered, feeling tension gather in my lower body, spreading through me. He brought me closer to the edge with every thrust, every kiss. When he brought his hand between us, touching my clit, I couldn’t take the tension anymore.

“Hunter... please.”

“I want to feel you come all around me, babe. But not yet.”

He pulled out, despite my protests, kissing down my chest again, down my belly, stopping just above my pubic bone. Then he continued the delicious torture by kissing my inner thighs, raining kisses all the way to my ankles. I wanted him so much that I was certain I was going to do something wild if he kept at it. As if knowing what I was thinking, he grinned wolfishly at me, moving further up, closer to me. But instead of entering me, he turned me on my belly. I felt the tip of his nose along my spine, then his mouth.

“Spread your legs,” he said in a low, gruff voice. I did as he said, swallowing hard against the pillow. When I felt him slide inside me, I saw stars. It felt even more intense than before. How was this possible?

I climaxed so hard, growing so tight that I felt every delicious inch of him. I moved my hips faster and faster until he came too, grunting out my name, gripping my hips possessively, driving inside me, squeezing every drop of pleasure.

I couldn’t think for what felt like hours, could barely breathe. Hunter remained on top of me, caressing the side of my breast and waist, whispering sweet nothings.

When we finally dragged ourselves to the shower, I felt wide awake. The time-zone difference was no joke.

“It’s a good thing we have two days to recover from the jetlag,” I said as we climbed back into bed.

“Or... you could skip work on Monday.”

“Never.”

“Want me to take that as a challenge?”

This banter, and even the intimacy felt different than on our honeymoon. I couldn’t say why, but I loved it.

I feigned a shudder... but couldn’t help smiling. “Oh God no. You have a habit of getting your way when you do that.”

He smiled wolfishly before pulling me under him, kissing me so hard that I knew he’d taken it as a challenge anyway.