“Hunter—ah—”
Her voice was wrecked from last night. Rough. Raspy. Erotic as hell.
I wrapped my arms under her thighs and pulled her closer to my mouth, eating like a fuc.king animal, growling low against her. My nose bumped her c**t while my tongue f****d her deep, then slow, then deep again.
I wanted her shaking. I wanted her soaked.
I wanted her full.
Her back arched off the bed. Her hands found my hair, fingers tangling, holding me there like she couldn’t bear to let go. I smiled against her.
Good girl.
“f***k,” she gasped, “what—what are you doing—”
I pulled back just enough to whisper, “Waking you up right.”
She whimpered.
“I wasn’t sure I did the job yesterday,” I murmured, breath hot against her core. “You looked so perfect lying next to me, I started thinking—what if it d
