“Oh, God,” she whimpered against his mouth as her movements became frantic, tearing a growl out of him as pleasure tore up his spine.
So, fucking good, he thought, losing himself in that kiss as she shifted one last time and pushed back, taking the tip of his cock inside her with a wet caress. He rubbed her clit as her body tightened around him, squeezing a groan out of him as his back bowed and he lost his fucking mind.
Chapter 29
“Umm, Hunter?” Kylie said, and after a slight hesitation, she reached down and tapped his shoulder only to end up shaking her head with a sigh when the large man that refused to get up grumbled something as he blindly reached for a pillow and pulled it over his head.
“Are you getting up?” she couldn’t help but wonder as the large man that had spent most of the night finding new and interesting ways to make her scream his name refused to get up.
“You’re late for the morning meeting,” she pointed out, just barely biting back a smile when Hunter raised the pillow so that he could glare at her.
Deciding that it would probably be for the best if she started the meeting without him, she headed towards the bathroom with a smile playing on her lips as she thought about last night. It had been…
Earth shattering.
There really was no other way to describe it. He’d kept her screaming all night, showing her things that she’d never thought possible and erasing every last memory of David. He’d been patient, gentle, and very thorough, making sure that she enjoyed every minute of what they did. He also hadn’t snapped at her, thrown a tantrum when she wanted to try something or belittled her.
He’d let her take the lead, letting her do all the things that she’d wanted to try and never once pushing her for more. By the time they’d passed out from exhaustion, she’d been completely satisfied, barely able to move, and wondering when they could do it again. Probably not for a while, she thought unable to help but smile as she thought about the man passed out in the other room as she finished brushing her teeth.
She should probably take pity on him and let him rest, Kylie decided as she climbed into the shower and-
Watched as the man in question stumbled into the bathroom. She absently reached back and turned on the shower as she watched Hunter, taking in every inch of him from his messy hair all the way down to the large appendage hanging between his legs and couldn’t help but regret her decision to let him rest. With a heartfelt sigh, she turned around and focused on taking a shower.
When she heard him grumble a moment later, she looked over to find him using her toothbrush as he struggled to keep his eyes open. Maybe she should have let him sleep after he did that thing with his tongue?
Probably, she thought as she watched him struggle to put the toothbrush back, glare, stumble back towards the door where he paused, turned around, stumbled back into the bathroom and into the shower where he grumbled something as he gestured for her to turn around and face the wall.
Frowning, she turned around and-
“You’re late,” Hunter mumbled around a yawn as he wrapped his arms around her.
She opened her mouth to point out that she’d actually been the first one up only to end up slapping her hands against the wall when he did that thing that she really liked with his fingers.
*-*-*-*
God, she was fucking killing him, Hunter thought as Kylie, who was curled up by his side, released another dreamy sigh as she absently traced her fingertips over his stomach while he laid there, struggling not to think about how good her hand had felt wrapped around him this morning.
Just when he was able to focus on the historical documentary that they were watching, she absently ran her fingers along the waistband of his boxers before moving back to trace circles on his stomach.
Fucking. Killing. Him.
With every teasing touch of her fingers against his skin, his cock hardened, demanding her attention only to be ignored. He wondered if she had any idea what she was doing to him only to realize that she definitely fucking knew when he felt her smile against his chest.
“Are you going to keep teasing me?” he asked, pressing his lips against the top of her head as his hand slid from her hip to her bottom.
“Maybe,” Kylie said in a teasing tone as she continued running her hand over him.
“You’re evil,” Hunter said with a mock glare when she tilted her head back so that she could look at him as she ran her fingertips along his waistband again, this time her hand brushed against the tip of his cock where it pressed against his boxers, ripping a groan from him.
So, she did it again.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said, blinking innocently up at him and if it hadn’t been for the cutest fucking devious smile that he’d ever seen, he would have believed her.
With a soft sigh, Kylie returned her attention back to the documentary, shifted to get more comfortable and-
Had him licking his lips on a groan when she ran one fingertip over the underside of his cock. In the last twenty-four hours, he’d learned a lot about his favorite assistant. She was inexperienced, but so fucking eager to learn. It was the reason that he hadn’t pushed her for more. The other reason?
She liked to play.
Correction, she fucking loved it. She loved teasing him, loved seeing how far she could push him before he lost control, and he-
Groaned softly when she gave the tip of his cock a gentle squeeze before releasing it so that she could slide her hand inside his boxers and pulled him free. When she wrapped her small hand around him, Hunter thought that he would fucking die from pleasure. He swore that he’d never felt anything better as she ran her hand down his cock only to amend that previous decision when she shifted so that she could press a kiss against the tip.
For several minutes, she was content to lay there, teasing his cock with gentle kisses and caresses until she’d decided that she wanted more. Shifting to her knees, she kissed a path down the underside of his cock as he reached over and pulled her panties down. Once he had them off, he picked her up, and before her knees touched the mattress, he ran his tongue along her slit, groaning when he discovered just how fucking wet she was.
Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her down so that he could bury his tongue inside her. The moan she released around his cock had his balls pulling up tight, wondering if he was ever going to be able to get enough of her.
*-*-*-*
She should definitely be panicking, Kylie realized only to find it difficult at the moment to do anything other than moan when she felt Hunter use his hold on her hips to pull her back so that he could push his erection between her thighs and-
“Oh, God,” she mumbled as her grip tightened around her pillow when she felt him brush against her slit.
“We lost power,” Hunter said, pressing a kiss against the back of her neck as he pulled back and did it again, this time his cock managed to slide between her folds so that he was nestled firmly against her.
“Oh,” she mumbled weakly only to moan when he pulled back and slowly slid back against her with a groan.
“You feel so fucking good,” he said, releasing his hold on her hip so that he could wrap his hand around her breast as she laid there, curled up on her side, barely aware of the pitch-black enveloping them as she lost herself in his arms.
*-*-*-*
“Stop being a baby and get your ass out here.”
“No!” the stubborn woman that was making this more difficult than it needed to be shot back from beneath the desk only because she hadn’t been able to reach the closet fast enough.
“Miss Hague,” Hunter said with a heavy sigh as he dropped down in the desk chair so that he could keep an eye on the woman that wasn’t getting out of this.
“Don’t you ‘Miss Hague’ me, Hunter O’Mallery” Kylie bit out with an adorable glare as she tried to move further away from him, but there was nowhere to go and they both knew it.
“You’re not getting out o
f this,” he said, deciding to get comfortable as he waited for the stubborn woman to make her next move.
“I quit,” she said with a firm nod.
“No, you don’t,” Hunter said with a bored sigh because this was getting really fucking sad.
“Oh, but I really do,” she said with a determined glint in her eye that dared him to argue.
“Uh-huh,” Hunter murmured, propping his elbow on the arm of the chair as he pressed two fingers to the side of his temple and waited to see how she was going to try to get out of this.
For a moment, she simply glared at him and then, the glare was gone, and she was nervously licking her lips and-
“I lied,” Kylie said, letting her shoulders slump in defeat.
“About?” he drawled.
“Swimming.”
“I see.”
“I can swim.”
“I’m sure you can,” Hunter murmured thoughtfully as he watched the small woman trying to bullshit him.
“I just pretended that I couldn’t swim to help distract you from the anguish of being on house arrest,” Kylie said with a helpless shrug and a softly drawn-out sigh.
“That’s really considerate of you,” he drawled, debating between dragging her out of there or letting her drag this one out.
“I try my best,” Kylie said with a sad shake of her head that had his lips twitching.
“Then you wouldn’t mind going for a swim,” he said, pushing his chair back and gestured for her to come out.
“Well, I would, I really would, but I don’t think that would be such a good idea,” she explained, clearing her throat before giving him a tentative smile that bordered on hopeful.
“And why is that?” he murmured, watching as she struggled to come up with an excuse to save her.
“Because I need to finish organizing the desk,” Kylie said with a firm nod, as his gaze flickered to the meticulously organized desk.
“Looks like you’re done.”
“I meant make lunch,” she quickly amended.
“We already ate.”
“Which means that I have to do the dishes,” she said with a sad shake of her head and a disappointed sigh.
“Already did them,” he reminded her since doing the dishes was his job.
“I see,” she murmured as she worried her bottom lip while she tried to find another way to get out of this.
“You’re getting in that pool,” Hunter said, determined to see this through so that there was one less thing that Kylie was afraid of.
“Okay,” Kylie suddenly said with a careless shrug as she climbed out from beneath the desk, dusted herself off and headed towards the patio doors.
“Okay?” Hunter repeated back slowly, his eyes narrowing as he watched her go.
With another shrug, she headed out the door. Knowing better than to trust the woman that would do absolutely anything to get out of this, he followed after her even as he considered every possible escape route that she might try to utilize and felt his mind go blank as he stepped through the patio doors just in time to see Kylie wiggle out of her skirt and panties and toss them aside.
“I was hoping that we could spend the rest of the afternoon doing that thing that you seemed to like so much, but I guess this works too,” Kylie said with a shrug as Hunter ran his eyes over her, taking in the curve of her ass peeking out beneath the hem of her shirt and decided that the swimming lesson could wait until later.
Much later.
*-*-*-*
“I don’t want to hear your fucking excuses!” Hunter snapped at some poor unfortunate soul on the phone as Kylie stood there, wincing in sympathy as she watched the large man that she couldn’t seem to get enough of as he stormed past her and headed towards the office where he would most likely reduce another poor soul to tears.
Deciding that she should probably work in the living room for now, Kylie grabbed her iPad and the stack of files that she’d been working on from the hallway table and headed to the living room. She glanced at the large clock on the wall as she sat down on the couch and wondered if she should remind Hunter that he had a phone conference in ten minutes.
Probably, she thought with a sigh as she sent him a quick text that he most likely wouldn’t see. She should probably look into getting a whiteboard to make her job easier, she thought only to immediately dismiss the idea since she knew that Hunter would take it upon himself to make changes.
That man really didn’t understand the importance of time blocks, she thought with a sad shake of her head as she reached for the file that she’d been working on only to sigh when the move caused her to drop her pink highlighter on the floor. Setting aside her iPad, she stood up only to realize that it must have rolled under the couch.
She carefully pushed the coffee table aside so that she could kneel down on the floor and-
“I canceled the meeting,” Hunter said, as she felt her skirt pushed up.
“Why?” Kylie asked even as she had to admit that she should probably be more concerned with the fact that Hunter was pulling her panties down.
“Something came up,” he murmured, making her roll her eyes because that was the corniest thing that she’d ever-
“Oh, God,” she choked out when she felt Hunter run the tip of his cock slowly up the back of her thigh.
“I was thinking, Miss Baker,” Hunter said, as he slowly traced a path up her thigh and around her bottom before running the tip down her other thigh as her hands fisted against the carpet.
“About?” Kylie somehow managed to get out as her eyes slid closed as he slowly ran his cock back around her bottom and-
Made her gasp when he ran the tip of his cock down her bottom.
“Things,” Hunter murmured absently, as he ran the tip of his cock over her slit.
“Okay,” Kylie found herself saying as she licked her lips.
“Okay, what?” the man that seemed to really enjoy tormenting her asked, as he continued to slowly tease her slit.
“I-I have no idea,” she admitted, worrying her bottom lip as she fought against the urge to push back and put them both out of their miseries, but…
She was afraid to take that next step.
Considering all the things that they’d been doing over the past few weeks, sex shouldn’t be an issue at this point. It was just sex, but no matter how many times she told herself that she still couldn’t take the next step. Hunter never brought it up, never pushed for more, but she knew that he had to be getting tired of waiting. It was just the idea of taking that next step that scared the hell out of her and she had no idea why.
Chapter 30
Halloween
“You’re missing the best part,” Hunter said, as he took his time searching through the large bowl of Halloween candy that Kylie had been hoarding for the past month.
“That’s not for you,” the woman who was hiding beneath the blanket said, as she reached back and pushed the bowl of candy away before yanking the blanket back over her head, shifting to get more comfortable on his lap, and promptly snuggled back against his chest.
“Then who’s it for?” he asked, grabbing a snack-sized Snickers bar from the bowl.
“Trick-or-treaters,” Kylie said, sneaking her hand back out so that she could pluck the candy bar out of his hand and toss it back in the bowl.
“The trick-or-treaters aren’t going to come here, Miss Andersen,” Hunter said, sighing heavily as he wrapped his arms back around her.
“They might come,” Kylie said, sounding hopeful.
He doubted that any of his neighbors would let their kids come to this house after he’d told the welcome wagon to fuck off, but since she hadn’t been here when that happened, he’d decided that it was probably better if he didn’t mention it. Instead, he focused on the small woman in his arms.
“Are you going to watch the movie?” Hunter asked, slowly pulling the blanket down so that he could see that adorable glare that he loved so much.
“No,” she said with a sniffl
e as she pulled the blanket back up.
“You told me to pick a movie,” he reminded her as he pulled the blanket back down.
“A Halloween movie,” Kylie stressed before gesturing towards the movie where someone else was getting cut up with a chainsaw. “Not this.”
“What’s wrong with this?” Hunter asked, as he pulled the blanket down to her waist before she could hide behind it again.
“It’s not a Halloween movie?” she said, reaching for the blanket only to grumble something else when he pulled it out of her reach.
“It’s a scary movie. It’s the very definition of a Halloween movie,” he pointed out, releasing his hold on the blanket.
“I was hoping for a werewolf or perhaps a vampire,” Kylie mumbled sadly, as she made the mistake of glancing at the television only to end up squeezing her eyes shut, blindly reaching for the blanket and yanking it back over her head.
“I see,” Hunter murmured absently, as he reached for the blanket again. “What if I had something else in mind instead of watching horror movies all night?”
“Like what?” Kylie asked, grabbing the blanket out of his hand and yanking it back over her head.
“Things,” he said, noting the way that she went still beneath the blanket.
“What kind of things?” she asked, sounding intrigued.
“I was thinking that we could go for a walk outside,” he said, biting back a smile as the blanket slowly came back down.
“A walk outside?” she asked, as she held on tightly to that blanket just in case.
“I thought it would be nice to take a walk in the moonlight,” he murmured as he gently pulled the blanket away.
“That does sound nice,” Kylie said, looking relieved.
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