Coldhearted Heir (The Heirs 1)

Losing my load in my pants is a first for me, but it’s the hottest experience I’ve ever had.Chapter 24JADEListening to the shower running, I sit on the edge of the bed while waiting for Hunter to get out.

Holy shit!

Yeah, we just did that.

Oh, my god.

Yep, mind officially blown.

I can’t wipe the grin from my face, and when Hunter steps out of the bathroom, my jaw literally drops. He’s only wearing sweatpants, and they’re sitting pretty low on his hips, giving me a perfect view of his fuck-me-muscles.

With a towel in his one hand, he catches the last of the drops still on his chest, and then he throws it to the side.

“Babe, if you keep looking at me like that, I’ll have to go take a cold shower,” he teases me.

“But… damn,” I sigh, unable to tear my eyes away from his abs. Wanting to touch him, I quickly shove my hands under my butt.

You’ve just ridden Hunter like a damn horse. Contain yourself, hussy.

Hunter comes to sit next to me, his bare arm pressing against mine, and then he wipes at the corner of my mouth. “You’re drooling.”

I let out a burst of laughter and slap him against his chest. My hand gets a mind of its own and begins to rub over the hard planes my eyes have been feasting on. “If you don’t put on a shirt, I’m just going to slobber all over you,” I say, not even pretending that I’m not affected by all his hotness.

I pull my hand back and tilting my head, I let my eyes rove over him again. “If I lick you, that will mean you’re mine, right?”

His shoulders begin to shake with laughter. “If you lick me, I’m going to lose the little control I have left and fuck you senseless.” Then he turns serious and asks, “You want to talk about what happened before I went to shower?”

“I’m good,” I mutter, not wanting to talk about the orgasm that blew my mind. It feels too personal.

“And by good, do you mean the orgasm was good?” he continues to ask the most mortifying questions.

“Hunter,” I whine, pushing out my bottom lip.

“Jade,” he groans, leaning closer to me until I can feel his breath on my neck. He presses a soft kiss to my skin before pulling back. “I’m actually surprised that you’re not vocal about the whole experience. Usually, I can’t get you to shut up.”

“Are you telling me I talk too much?” I ask, pulling back so I can see his face.

“No.” He grins at me. “I love the fact that you always speak your mind, so it’s making it hard to read your thoughts right now.”

He presses another kiss to my neck, and then lightly blows hot air over my skin, making goosebumps rush over my body.

Taking hold of my hips, he pulls me onto his lap. I can feel how hard he is, and I quickly bite down on my bottom lip, trying my best to not ride him again.

Hunter pushes up against me, and feeling how much he wants me draws a moan from me.

Yep, we’re doing this again.

The first time was epic, so I’m all for a second ride.

He kisses my neck again, then continues to trail up to my jaw. I turn my face to him, and we stop with our lips so close to each other, we’re breathing the same air.

“Fuck, Jade,” he groans. “It’s really hard to keep my hands off you.”

“It’s not the only thing that’s hard,” I tease, grinding down on him to make my point.

Oh, look at me getting all brave.

Surprise flickers in his blue eyes before they begin to burn with desire. “Mmm… I’m creating a monster, aren’t I?”

I nod and bringing my hands to his face, I brush my fingers lightly over his jaw while my eyes caress every inch of his features, and I whisper, “When did you become so handsome?” Moving my hands down to his shoulders, I revel in the feel of his muscles beneath my fingers. I keep going down to his rock-solid chest before I trail a single finger over his perfect abs. “Damn, you’re soooo hot,” I admit to him.

I press a kiss to his shoulder as my hands go into uncharted territory, caressing the stretch of skin right beneath the band of his sweatpants.

“Jade.” There’s a tone of warning in his voice, and it makes me freeze.

Glancing up at him, I ask, “Do you want me to stop?”

He shakes his head but then answers, “No, but if you keep going, I really won’t be able to stop. You’re pushing my limits.”

Leaning in, I press a kiss to his chest, then I whisper, “What if I don’t want you to stop?”

Hunter grabs hold of my butt and lifting me, he flips me over, so I’m lying on his bed. His body towers over mine, and the sight alone is enough to draw a needy moan from me.