by Molly O'Hare
“Yes, I do.”
Abbie stopped fighting as she stared at him blankly. “I’m going to throat punch you.”
“You know, Abs, you say that a lot, but you never follow through. I’m beginning to think you’re nothing but talk. Talk is cheap, sweet cheeks.” He stood before grabbing her hand pulling her onto her feet. “It’s cold. I’m wet. You’re wet. And it’s not safe to be close to the door.”
“What did you just call me?”
Hunter smirked at her. “Sweet cheeks.”
“Why I ought to—” She never finished her sentenced. Hunter lifted her back into the air throwing her onto his shoulder. At this point she was beginning to think he was part caveman. “Stop manhandling me!”
“I’m about to manhandle you,” he answered before smacking her ass.
Abbie was about to unleash holy hell on him, but her eyes caught sight of the window. Everything stopped for her.
It was terrifying.
The wind was ripping around the trees with so much force they looked as if they would snap in two. And the rain, it was like a monsoon.
Her face paled. She was outside in that. If Hunter hadn’t come along she’d be trapped, or worse injured. Something flew across her view causing a chill to run down her spine.
That was really stupid.
What if something had hit her?
“It looks like you found her,” a voice echoed throughout the area. “I’m glad I was a little worried there. This storm is no joke.”
Abbie felt Hunter’s hand rest on her butt. She might realize how stupid she’d been, but if he didn’t remove his hand at once she was going to pulverize him.
“Yeah, I found her,” he grunted. “I’m lucky I got her back before the eyewall fully hit.”
“You are,” the worker said. “People always think they can out smart a storm. You can’t outsmart mother nature. That’s why they call her mother. A mother always wins.”
Abbie looked over her shoulder and cringed. Of course, it was the same guy she’d threatened and wished bodily harm against. Ehh, screw it. She sent him an evil glare too.
“We’ve got our backup generators going, now,” he said cocking his head to the side as he looked at her. “Some lights will work but most won’t. Your room doors will still open.”
“That’s good to know. Thanks.” Hunter nodded.
“Anytime.” The man smiled. “Oh, and just so you know there is an emergency kit with candles and flashlights in the hotel’s closets.” He shrugged “Hurricanes. Always gotta be prepared.”
“Yeah,” Hunter answered before hiking Abbie higher onto his shoulder. “Thanks again.”
Before Abbie knew it, Hunter was in the stairwell taking the steps two at a time. That was kinda hot. The moment she caught herself, though, she groaned. Stop it. None of that, stupid body. Haven’t you done enough? This caused your problems in the first place.
“Stop squirming.” Hunter slapped her ass causing her to jump.
“Stop that. Put me down, ass-hat. Right now.” She punched his back.
“No.”
Abbie was getting really tired of his one-word answers. If she could, she’d take that one word and shove it right up his ass. “What do you mean, no?”
“Exactly that.” He smacked her ass again before coming to the landing. He then swung open the door.
“Damn, I was hoping there would be some lights in the hall.” Abbie felt Hunter rifling through his pockets. That’s when he pulled out his phone. With the flashlight they were able to get to their room.
Although, the fact he still hadn’t put her down pissed her off.
Hunter pushed open their door and walked inside. He tossed her onto the bed causing her to bounce.
“Hey, what the hell!” First, she was soaking wet, and second, screw him.
“Shut up, Abbie.”
That made her send him a pointed look. “Don’t you dare tell me to shut up.”
Hunter’s face was hard as he stared at her, his lips thin. “Do you understand how stupid you’ve been?”
Abbie opened her mouth but Hunter held his hand up. “No, your time for talking is done. You went out in a hurricane, Abbie. A fucking hurricane.”
“I thought it was over, okay! It was barely raining and there was no wind.”
“It was the fucking eye.”
“I know that now! Stop yelling at me, okay?” God, why couldn’t things with Hunter ever be easy? It was like the moment he came around all hell broke loose. Plus, this fucker had yet to acknowledge what she’d said.
That pissed her off. It was like he pushed right passed it. She was here to set him straight. He fucking came in her with no protection. She was being the responsible adult here and try to do something about it.
With the way he acted right now, he couldn’t care less if she got pregnant. Well too bad for him, ‘cause there was no way in hell she was tying herself to him.
When she finally looked at Hunter, he scowled at her.
“Why are you so angry? Okay, I get it. I fully admit I shouldn’t have gone outside. You were right, but I had a good reason. I was trying to save us both from having a miserable life tied to—”
Hunter took two steps toward her before lifting her into the air.
“Put me down!”
Completely ignoring her, Hunter brought her into the bathroom only stopping at the closet on the way to grab a flashlight. “I’m angry ‘cause you willingly put yourself in danger. I’m angry because I didn’t know where you were. I’m angry because when I turned over in bed you were fucking gone. Gone, Abbie. I had no idea what happened.” He smacked her in the ass once more. Hard.
Ignoring everything he said, Abbie pounded on his back trying to make him put her down. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“I like you better when you’re not talking,” he growled. “Or better yet when you have something in your mouth.”
She gasped. How dare he? He wasn’t going to have to worry about being a father, because she was going to strangle him.
He turned on the flashlight before placing it on the sink vanity.
As he lowered Abbie to the floor he didn’t give her any time to react. Instead, he was pulling her wet shirt over her head before tossing it behind him.
“Hey!”
He silenced her with his lips.
This wasn’t a kiss like earlier. No. This was filled with anger and desperation. This kiss consumed her.
And no matter how hard she tried to fight it, she couldn’t. She leaned into him as his mouth explored.
Then before Abbie knew it, he was completely undressing her. First went her bra, followed by her pants, panties leaving her completely naked and dazed.
How in the heck?
Hunter stood back from her as she blinked a few times.
Did he just set a world record? If he didn’t, he was damn close to it. Then she looked at him. Hold on, he was still fully clothed. “Hey, wait a minute, why am I the only one naked?”
She didn’t have to wait for an answer, before the last word was out of her mouth Hunter was pulling his shirt over his head and removing his shorts.
Her breath caught in her throat. It was like the second he took off his clothes her dumb-dumb switch turned on and all logical thought left her brain.
Even through the dim glow of the flashlight, Hunter’s body was a masterpiece. She’d never admit to that, but it was hard to look away.
He took a step closer to her before pulling her body to his. With a deep growl, he brought his lips to hers in a searing kiss.
She cursed herself as her body responded to him, sending fire through every nerve ending she had. How did he always do this to her?
Then she felt him walk her backward to the tub before reaching behind them turning on the shower.
She pulled her lips from his. “Oh, heck no. We are not getting into there. Angry sex be damned. I’m not stupid enough to get in there during a hurricane.”
“Oh,” he groaned. “Now, you
’re concerned for your safety. Where was that thirty minutes ago?”
“Fuck you.”
“I’m trying.”
Her lips thinned. “I’m not getting into a shower while it’s storming.”
“For fuck’s sake Abbie, get in the fucking shower. The rain wasn’t warm.”
As his words hit her, it was like the cold finally sank in. Her body prickled as she realized just how cold she really was.
“Get in.”
“Stop bossing me around, Hunter.” She poked his chest.
“Fuck it.” He picked her up before placing her into the shower.
“Stop manhandling me, Hunter. I’m serious.”
“Get this straight, Abbie, I will boss you around. Especially, when you’re acting like a child.”
Her mouth fell open.
“Second, like I told you earlier, this isn’t manhandling, what I’m about to do to you is manhandling.”
“You’re such a pig.”
“Sexy,” he corrected. “And, you talk too much.”
Before she could respond, his lips were on hers.
Chapter Nineteen
Fuck! Abbie talked too much.
And right now, it was time for anything but talking. After the insane events, Hunter needed to feel her body close to his. That was all he cared about.
Their kiss consumed him.
He was desperate, needy, and he wanted more. He wanted all of it. Her body, her mind, anything she would give him, and he was going to get it. The fact she could have been hurt changed everything.
As Hunter’s hands trailed down her smooth curves, he stopped at her ass giving it a squeeze before pulling her the impossible inch closer.
However, to him, she still wasn’t close enough. Abbie could have died out there.
He wanted to be inside of her. No, he needed to be inside of her.
“Hunter,” Abbie panted as she pulled her lips from his.
He ignored her as he kissed along her jawline before bringing his lips to her again. They called to him, and he was done fighting.
Then her words from the lobby hit him. She’s not on the pill.
Was it wrong his body reacted to that? He never really thought about having kids before. Maybe it was the fact his mom and dad had split when he was younger or what happened with his stepmom, but kids weren’t in the cards for him.
At least they weren’t with anyone but Abbie.
It was as if his body knew that before he did. And the thought of her belly growing with the child they created together did something to him.
The possessiveness he’d felt came rushing back in full force. Quickly he moved his hands to her ass palming them as he lifted her. Abbie wrapped her legs around his waist. Fuck she felt good in his arms. Backing her up, he pushed her to the wall before grinding his hips into her core.
Her heat was enough to make him explode right there and then. “Oh god,” he groaned against her as she started circling her body desperate for friction.
“Please,” she begged.
Hunter moved his hands to her ass cheeks before pulling them both off the wall. “Are you going to put yourself in danger again?”
Abbie looked at him confused. After a second of silence, he smacked her.
“Hey!”
“Answer me, are you ever going to be that stupid again?” He grabbed both of her cheeks grinding her lower half to his.
“I-I can’t think when you do that.”
“Do what? This?” He pushed them back to the wall before pulling a few inches away. He then lined his member to her entrance, enticing a hiss from her.
He pushed inside of her before he brought his head to her neck. That’s when he bit her collarbone making Abbie dig her nails into his back.
“Hunter!”
He pumped inside of her, once, twice, and then pulled out. “Are you going to put yourself in danger anymore?”
“I can’t make those promises,” she panted “Since I don’t know who’s gonna piss me off tomorrow, but if you don’t stick that thing back inside of me, you’ll be in danger.”
“Not good enough.” He pushed inside her core before pulling out.
“Yes, yes I promise to do my best.” That was all he needed to hear.
Hunter pulled Abbie’s body to his as he reached behind him shutting off the water. He then carefully stepped out of the tub, all the while Abbie ground her pussy against his dick causing a deep moan to escape him.
He quickly walked them to the sink and plopped Abbie on top while devouring her mouth with his. When he felt Abbie’s hand push at this chest he was surprised.
“Move,” she growled, this time succeeding he took a step away from her. The moment he was about to reach for her though she shocked the shit out of him by dropping to her knees.
He had to blink a few times to make sure he saw it right. It was still dark after all.
“My turn,” Abbie cooed from below him. The moment Hunter focused on her eyes though, he almost lost himself.
Before he could say anything, Abbie brought her lips to the tip of his member giving it a light kiss. Oh fuck, she was going to be the death of him. His whole body tensed.
Abbie kept her eyes locked on his as she brought him into her mouth. The amount of times Hunter had pictured this very same thing was nothing compared to the reality.
She pulled back with a pop. “Thick. I like it.”
“Fuck, Abbie don’t talk like that,” he somehow managed to get out through clenched teeth.
“Why?”
“I’ll come all over your face.”
Abbie winked at him before giving the tip another kiss. “Who said I didn’t want that?”
If he had any control before, it was gone now.
Then she started working him up and down.
He was seconds from losing it when Abbie did the unthinkable. She pulled her head back one last time before taking him fully into her mouth causing him to bottom out at the back of her throat.
“Fuck!” Hunter pushed his hips forward as his hands fisted her hair.
Dear god, this woman unmanned him.
Each time he felt himself touch the back of her throat he lost it more and more. At this point he was seconds from exploding deep down her throat, and although he would love to do just that, he had other plans.
As much as it pained him, he let go of her head before pulling himself out of her mouth.
“Hey, we were just getting to the good part!”
Hunter clenched his teeth. “Trust me, I know. But, I’m not coming in your mouth, Abbie. Not this time.”
When she thrust out her bottom lip in protest Hunter growled again. “Put it back in or I’ll bite it.” Before she could say anything, Hunter grabbed under her arms pulling her onto her feet before placing her on top of the sink.
He spread her legs before dropping to his knees.
“Noooo,” Abbie cried as she inched closer to the edge of the counter. “You. Inside me. Now!”
“Let me taste you first.” And get better control of my dick. Hunter took one long lick down her slit before coming back up stopping at her clit.
“Oh god!”
He pulled it into his mouth as his right hand found her entrance. Fuck, how was it possible she tasted this good? As he worked her, he felt her legs shake.
“That’s it, baby, come for me,” he hummed around her clit causing her to scream out as her walls tightened around his fingers. “That’s right, Abbie. I’m the one that makes you come like this. Never forget it.” With that, he was on his feet positioning himself at her core.
Before Abbie could utter anything, he pushed himself inside her. Hunter bit his cheek to fight himself for control as Abbie’s pussy clenched around him.
She reached for his hips urging him to go harder.
Oh, he’d go harder. Fuck, he loved this woman. He loved her fire, her passion. Everything about her.
He loved her.
Hunter grabbed her left leg and placed it
on his shoulder as he slammed into her. Shit, he was close.
Using his other hand, he moved between them seeking out her nub. Once he found it, he started to rub with such force within seconds Abbie was squirming and shaking as she begged. “Please, Hunter, oh god I’m gonna come. Oh god!”
Her walls tightened. No matter how hard he tried he couldn’t hold back. He looked deep into her eyes as he grunted out his release.
He didn’t give a fuck if she got pregnant.
Actually, he wanted her to. And as her pussy milked every last drop from him, he wanted her to know that, too.
There was no way in hell he was ever letting her go again.
Chapter Twenty
Abbie sat on the edge of the sink in a complete daze as she fought to regain her breathing. Her heart rate was also dangerously high on the “about to have a heart attack” scale.
As she worked on calming herself, Abbie chanced a glance at Hunter.
She gulped.
Hunter’s intense gaze unnerved her. There was something about those hunter green eyes that seemed like they were looking straight into her soul.
She didn’t like it.
Sure, he’d spent a great deal of time giving her odd looks, but this was different.
“Umm,” was all Abbie got out before Hunter’s hands were at her waist pulling her off the sink. In fear of falling to her doom, she quickly wrapped her legs around him while she threw her arms around his neck. “What gives?”
“Shh,” Hunter silenced her with a smack to her ass making Abbie clench her teeth.
His obsession with smacking her butt was getting tiresome. She wasn’t an errant child and if he did it again, she was gonna smack his.
Although… that could be fun.
No, she scolded herself.
Hunter grabbed for the towel on the rack, casually wrapping it around her back while still in his arms. Abbie’s brows went to the ceiling. However, the second Hunter took a step toward the bathroom door, her eyes bulged.
He was still inside her.
Every step he took, the sensation ricocheted through her body. Abbie bit her bottom lip to stop herself from moaning.
What the hell was wrong with her?
Hunter, seemingly unaffected, walked them over to the bed before gently placing her down. As he stepped back, he slowly withdrew. Her betraying body sent a chill down her spine at the loss of him.