Page 103 of Brave Enough (Love In Montana)
“Make love to you under the stars. Fuck you in the shower.”
My knees went weak at his dirty talk, and I moaned. “Hunter.”
“Bury my face between your legs and lick you until you scream my name.”
I dropped back onto the bed. My body strung so tight I was positive it wouldn’t take much to make me come.
“How does that sound?”
My chest rose and fell like I’d run a marathon. “I want all of that.”
He crawled onto the bed and over me. “Good. But right now, I can’t be gentle, Kip.”
I shook my head. “I don’t want you to be.”
“Can you be quiet?” he asked again, his finger touching my lips.
I nodded. “Yes.”
“Roll over and get on all fours.”
The command caused a rush of wetness to soak my panties even more. I realized I loved this version of Hunter. When I did as he asked, his hand went to my ass, and he let out a guttural moan. He slowly peeled off my panties, then bent and kissed my back. His mouth moved lower, and my entire body started to shake. Not because I was nervous. Because I knew what was coming.
I let out a small gasp when his mouth covered my entrance. “Hunter,” I whispered, knowing it wasn’t going to take me long to come.
He did wicked things with his tongue and mouth while I clutched my pillow and attempted to hold in the scream I wanted to let out when my orgasm rocked my body. It was so intense, I swore I saw stars and even left my body for a moment.
When he moved, I instantly missed his mouth. “Are you sore from yesterday?”
“I…I don’t think so.”
“I’m going to take you from behind. You tell me if it’s too much, okay?”
I turned my head and looked at him as I rocked my body back. I needed to feel him inside me.
He smiled as he placed his hands on my hips…then slowly pushed inside me.
“Oh my God, you feel deeper,” I whispered as my head dropped and my hands fisted the sheets.
“You feel so good, Kip. I want to stay inside you forever.”
I nodded, then wiggled my hips to prompt him to move. He started off slow, most likely because he thought I was sore. But the way he felt inside me only made my desire heighten.
“More,” I said in a hushed tone. “Hunter, I need more.”
He moved faster, and I realized I could make him go deeper if I met his thrusts with my own.
“Kipton…fuck,” he breathed, his tone sounding like a mixture of pleasure and pain. He lost control, thrusting fast and hard. It was amazing. I could feel my orgasm starting to build, but it was just out of reach.
His movements became more frantic, and I wanted to cry out with frustration.
“Kip,” he said.
“I’m so close!” I buried my face into the pillow.
Hunter moved his hand around my body, and the moment he touched my clit, I exploded. Thank goodness my face was already buried in the pillow, because it muffled my moans of pleasure.
“Fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight,” he whispered. “I’m going to come”