Surrender to Me (Boggy Creek Valley Book 4)

by Kelly Elliott

  The song that had been playing ended and a Britney Spears’ song, “Gimme More,” started. Hunter laughed, took my hand, and spun me around before pulling me against him. The way his hands moved over my body instantly had me on fire.

  We moved with the beat of the music as if we’d danced to this song a million times. Hunter pressed his mouth to my ear. “I think we need to show these people what real dancing is, Bella.”

  I drew back and smirked. “That could be scandalous, Mr. Turner.”

  He pulled me closer and leaned me back in a slow dip before pulling my body back to his. “I’m not worried about a scandal if you’re not.”

  I lifted my hand and ran my finger along the side of his face as our bodies moved in a way that proved we had done this a thousand times. “I’m not.”

  Hunter’s hand moved up my back, and he pulled me even closer. I could feel how hard he already was as we danced together sensually. I had forgotten my body could move like this, and it felt so freeing. Of course, it helped that I had taken dance lessons from age two until I left for college. It was like riding a bike. My body instantly found the beat of the song. And the way Hunter looked at me, touched me, moved with me, made me feel like a goddess.

  He spun me again, and we stepped apart while we both danced. It felt like we were the only two people on the floor, and I totally let my guard down.

  I turned and caught a glimpse of Bree, who stared at me with her mouth open. Then she smiled and yelled, “Get it, Bella!”

  Laughing, I was about to turn again when I felt Hunter come up behind me. He drew me against him, and I nearly moaned in delight at the feel of his hard body pressed against me. I dropped my head back onto his chest, and his hand came up around me and held me tight. I closed my eyes and simply enjoyed the feeling of letting go, of being in Hunter’s arms. Of moving my hips and not feeling guilty for being a bit naughty with the man I loved.

  Hunter’s hot breath blew across my neck, and I opened my eyes and turned around. He smiled as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I put mine around his neck and laced my fingers through his hair.

  “You’re so damn beautiful.” He pressed his mouth to mine as we kept moving together.

  I should have been concerned about a bar full of people watching us, but in that moment, all I cared about was how Hunter looked at me just before he’d kissed me. The desire in his eyes filled me with a lust so strong, I was barely holding myself together.

  The song changed to a slower one, and we swayed gently. Hunter put his hand on my lower back and drew me even closer. If I were able to crawl inside of him, I would have.

  Hunter broke our kiss and rested his forehead on mine while we danced. It was then that I started to listen to the words of the song. It was “Love Me Like You Do,” and the lyrics couldn’t have been more perfect.

  Drawing back, I looked up at Hunter. I let my hands fall to his chest and nearly lost my breath when I felt how fast his heart was beating under my touch. Tears pricked at the back of my eyes when I realized how much time I’d wasted for both of us.

  “I’ve missed you so much,” I said, our eyes still locked together.

  Hunter placed his hand on the side of my face and gently ran his thumb back and forth over my cheek. “I’ve missed you, too, sweetheart.”

  I pressed my lower lip between my teeth and ran my fingers through his thick brown hair. He wore it shorter now than he did back when we were younger. “Hunter?”

  “Yes, Bella?”

  I lifted my eyes from his mouth to his darkened gaze. “Will you take me back to your house now? I want to feel your hands on my body…and not when we’re in front of other people.”

  I watched him work to swallow before he finally nodded. “O-okay. If you want to leave, we can leave.”

  Smiling, I replied, “I would very much like to leave. Now.”

  Before I could say another word, Hunter had my hand in his and we were walking back to the table. Bree and Kyle had already returned, so all eyes were on us as we approached. I felt my cheeks heat when I looked around the group. Abby, Greer, Willa, Candace, and Bree all had goofy smiles on their faces. Candace winked at me, then mouthed that was hot as hell.

  Hunter pulled out his wallet and took out a twenty, tossing it on the table as he reached for my small handbag. Clearing his throat, he said, “We’re leaving.”

  Kyle and Bishop both started to laugh.

  “Good thing, I was about to yell get a room,” Aiden said with a wide grin.

  Abby jumped up and made her way over to us. She hugged me and placed her mouth to my ear. “Don’t be afraid.”

  I pulled back and gave her a reassuring smile. “I’m not.”

  She let out a breath and said, “Good. Enjoy your evening, Bells.”

  Abby hadn’t called me that childhood nickname in years. I decided to be a little wicked, so I winked at her and replied, “Oh, I intend to enjoy myself, multiple times.”

  Her mouth dropped open, and she stared at me with a stunned expression. Then she laughed and pulled me in for another hug. “I’ve missed you so much!”

  “I don’t mean to break this up,” Hunter said with a smile, “but we need to go.”

  My face grew hot as Hunter pulled me along after him, and I waved goodbye to our friends.

  “Have fun, you guys!” I called out, our friends disappearing from view while Hunter quickly led us through the bar and outside.

  I should have been cold as we made our way over to his truck, but my body was still heated from dancing with Hunter and knowing we were finally going to be together. I was positive he still believed I didn’t want him to touch me, but the longer he kept his hands off of me, the more I needed him. I needed to put the past behind me, and I refused to let that monster have any control over my life or happiness any longer.

  Hunter opened the passenger door to his truck and held my hand as I climbed up into the seat. He shut the door and rushed around to the driver’s side. Once he was in, he started the truck, quickly backed up, and pulled out of the parking lot.

  We rode in silence, the heat between us building more and more. The air in the truck was so full of desire, lust, want, whatever you wanted to call it, that I could almost taste it. I wrung my hands together to keep from reaching for him, and I noticed Hunter had a tight grip on the steering wheel.

  When he finally pulled into the driveway of his house, I felt like I was finally able to take a full breath. He turned off the truck, pulled out the keys, and sat there.

  “I want you to be sure you’re ready for this, Bella.”

  Turning to look at him, my heart swelled with love. Hunter was amazing, patient, loving, and my, oh my, incredibly sexy.

  I took a slow breath in, exhaled, and softy said, “I’m more than ready, Hunter.”

  Arabella

  Hunter swallowed hard, studying my face, and then the rest of me before he focused back on my eyes. “You look so beautiful. Fuck, that outfit has been driving me crazy since I first walked into Greer’s and saw you. I can’t even think straight every time I look at you.”

  I looked down and then back at him. I knew I looked cute, and yes, the outfit showed off my figure, but it was as if I was wearing lingerie with the way Hunter was looking at me.

  Sex with Hunter had always been a place I felt like I could be myself. A place where I could want things, and I knew he would never make me feel any less because of it. He’d always made me feel so sexy and confident. I needed to feel that way again.

  “Then maybe we should go inside, so I can take it off and you can…think clearly,” I said.

  He closed his eyes and groaned. “Christ, Bella.”

  I opened the truck door and the light in the cab came on. Hunter opened his eyes, and I sucked in a breath at how blue his eyes were. They looked as clear as ice. I had forgotten that his eyes did that when he was turned on.

  “Take me inside, Hunter. Please.”

  He was out of the truck and over to my side so fast,
I couldn’t help but laugh. “That was some serious speeding there, Officer.”

  With a wink, Hunter reached in and scooped me out of the truck, kicked the door shut, and then hustled toward the house.

  “You didn’t park in the garage,” I noted when he nearly slipped on the steps and dropped me.

  “This is faster.”

  He somehow managed to hold me while he punched in the code to his front door, pushed it open, and rushed inside. Jack was there, greeting us both with excitement.

  “Does he need to go out?” I asked as Hunter started for his bedroom.

  Cursing, he set me down and headed to the back door. “Jack, let’s go.”

  Jack barked and zipped past Hunter, running through the house to the back door. I followed them as Jack jumped off the back porch like he did every single time, completely bypassing the steps in his search for a spot to use the bathroom.

  “Christ Almighty, Jack. Just go to the bathroom!” Hunter called as I stood inside and watched Jack take his sweet time. If I didn’t know any better, I might have thought he was doing it on purpose.

  “I’m going to leave your ass out here if you don’t hurry up!”

  I pushed the screen door open and stood on the porch.

  Hunter looked back at me and frowned. “Bella, you’re going to catch a cold. Go back into the house where it’s warm, sweetheart.”

  Giving Hunter a wicked smile, I replied, “I bet I know a way you can warm me up.”

  He looked as if he might fall to his knees. Turning, he yelled, “Jack, now!”

  Jack spun in three circles and finally took care of his business before rushing back toward us. Hunter took my hand and led us back into the house, closing and locking the back door, and then reaching down and picking me up once again.

  He practically sprinted to the stairs, taking them two at a time while Jack barked and followed us, clearly thinking Hunter was going to play with him.

  Once we were in Hunter’s bedroom, I felt my heart somersault in my chest when the bed came into view. A small part of me panicked for the smallest moment, but then Hunter slowly eased me down, causing my body to slide against his, and the last bit of fear drifted away as he looked into my eyes.

  “My heart is pounding,” he whispered, pushing a piece of hair behind my ear.

  “Mine too,” I said with a soft laugh. I placed my hand on his chest, right over his heart. It was beating so hard and fast that I knew Hunter was nervous as well. It had taken me way too long to realize the one thing I needed to heal was Hunter’s love…as well as his touch.

  With shaking hands, I pulled his button-down shirt out of his jeans and started to undo it. Hunter stood perfectly still, waiting for me to give him directions. It felt amazing knowing he was giving me total control over everything tonight.

  Once his shirt was undone, I pressed my hands to his chiseled chest, running them up to his shoulders and pushing the shirt off. I leaned in and kissed him gently on his right pec. I heard his intake of air and saw him ball up his hands at his sides. He was respecting my wish not to touch me, and God, that made me fall even more in love with him.

  I quickly got to work on his jeans. Hunter groaned and closed his eyes when I slipped my hand inside his boxers. He was so warm and hard. My mouth watered at the idea of having him inside me.

  Letting him go, I took a step back. “Take off your pants, Hunter.”

  He moved so quickly, I had to press my lips together to keep from laughing. When his foot got stuck and he nearly fell over trying to get his pants off, I couldn’t hold it in and started to giggle.

  Hunter finally got his jeans off and stood before me in only his boxers. I could see the outline of his dick, and I licked my suddenly dry lips.

  Slowly lifting my gaze, our eyes met. “Will you undress me?”

  His eyes grew wide before he gave me a jerky nod.

  Moving toward him, I concentrated on keeping my breathing steady as Hunter cupped my face in his hands and gently kissed me.

  “I love you, Bella.”

  Tears pricked at the back of my eyes, and I fought to keep my emotions under control. Hunter was always so sweet when it came to lovemaking. He always made sure I found pleasure before he did. And he always told me he loved me before we started.

  To see how gentle and caring he was being made the moment even more special because I knew he wasn’t treating me like a glass doll. Hunter was gentle because that was simply who he was. Oh, he could be naughty when the occasion called for it. But right now, in this moment, he was giving me exactly what I needed, and I loved him so damn much for that.

  “I love…I love you too.”

  Hunter pulled the loose bowtie off my neck and dropped it onto his discarded clothes. I noticed how his hands shook like mine had when I’d undressed him. He smiled and started to unbutton the small black vest. Seconds later, it was on the floor.

  “Sit down on the bed, Bella.”

  I did as he said and sat on the edge of his bed. He knelt down and slowly took one of my boots off, followed by the other. His gaze lifted and met mine. “Can I touch you?”

  Nodding, I held my breath as his hands traveled slowly up my legs and then back down. Every inch of my body was lit on fire from his touch. A deep pull of desire started at the bottom of my stomach and shot straight between my legs. I had to fight the urge to moan when he lightly moved his hands over my thighs.

  He stood, took my hands, and pulled me up. Dropping back down, he moved his hands under my shirt dress and found the top of my black leggings. He slowly pulled them down, and I could hear both our breaths coming a bit faster and harder.

  “Hold on to me, sweetheart.”

  Doing as he asked, I held his shoulders while I lifted one leg and then the other. Hunter pulled the tights off. His hands went back to my legs, and the skin-to-skin contact had us both sucking in a breath.

  “Your skin is so soft, Bella.”

  “Honey lotion,” I gasped as I slid a hand up my body and over my heart. It felt like it was about to beat right out of my chest.

  “Are you okay?” Hunter asked, slowly standing.

  “Yes. Don’t stop. Please.”

  He reached for my shirt and started to unbutton it. A part of me wanted him to simply rip it open, but I knew he was moving slowly for my sake.

  When he got to the last button, the shirt fell open, and I watched as Hunter took me in. I was going to kiss Bree the next time I saw her. She had talked me into wearing matching, white lace panties and bra. It was a push-up bra, so my boobs were looking pretty darn good if I did say so myself.

  “Shit,” Hunter whispered, opening the shirt even more and taking in the lingerie. “You’re so beautiful, Bella.”

  I smiled as he moved his gaze up my body and pierced me with a look that screamed he wanted me.

  Lifting my hands, I pushed the shirt off and let it slide down my arms to rest on the floor at my feet.

  Hunter’s breathing picked up and he took a step back. I reached for his hand and placed it over my chest. For a moment, his eyes were locked on the place where we touched before he lifted his head.

  “Don’t stop,” I rasped out, moving his hand down to my breast. Hunter’s eyes went wide, and he looked at his hand again, then back at me.

  “I thought…do you want… I’m not sure what to do, Bella.”

  For the last few hours, I’d tried not to think too hard about what tonight might be like. But truth be told, I never felt too worried about what would happen when Hunter touched me. I knew Hunter’s touch, knew how he made me feel from the countless times he’d made love to me, and I knew I wanted to feel that again tonight. I needed to feel it.

  I needed Hunter. All of him.

  Reaching behind my back, I unclasped my bra. Hunter dropped his hand and followed my every move. When the bra slipped off my arms, I watched his eyes darken with need.

  “Touch me, Hunter. Please. I need your hands on me,” I said.

  Hunter placed
his hands on my hips and goosebumps instantly traveled over my body, causing me to shiver. His thumbs slipped under the edge of my panties, and without taking his eyes off of mine, he slowly pulled them down until gravity finished the job. I stepped out of them and smiled.

  “My turn.”

  I could hear him inhale sharply as I grasped his boxers and pulled them down. When his hard erection jutted free, I licked my lips. Dropping to my knees, I looked up at him. “I want to taste you, Hunter.”

  He closed his eyes and whispered, “Oh God.”

  Smiling, I placed my hands on his hips, and he jumped at my touch. Then I licked underneath his cock and he hissed, almost as if he were in pain. A pleasurable pain.

  “Fuck. Bella, if you want me to last, don’t do that again.”

  A feeling of empowerment washed over me as I cupped his balls and ran my tongue over the top of him. When I looked up, Hunter had a tortured expression on his face.

  I took him into my mouth, and he jerked. He balled his fists up again and kept them firmly at his sides.

  Moving slowly up and down his shaft, I followed the path of my mouth with my hand as I took Hunter in deeper.

  “Christ Almighty. Bella, I’m going to come if you don’t stop.”

  The last thing I wanted was for this to end when we’d only just started. I let go of him and stood while Hunter practically gasped for air.

  I walked backward until I felt the end of his bed, then I sat down and crawled farther up. Hunter stood at the edge, his cheeks flushed, his chest rising and falling like he’d just run a marathon.

  “Your turn to taste me,” I said.

  “W-what?” he choked out.

  “I want to feel your mouth on me, Hunter.”

  He opened his mouth to say something, but quickly shut it. He stared into my eyes as he crawled onto the bed. He wrapped his hands around my ankles and ever so gently spread my legs apart, never once breaking eye contact.

  “You’ll tell me if you need me to stop?” he asked with so much love and worry in his voice, it nearly made my heart burst.

  “I promise I will.”

  He swallowed hard, letting his eyes move to the spot between my legs where I needed him more than anything. “I really hope I’m not dreaming right now.” He moved farther up the bed and took one of my nipples into his mouth.