There was a knock on the door.

I looked over at the clock, worried. It was 10 pm and I was just about to get ready for bed. I had work the following morning. But now I had someone knocking on my front door. I gulped and tried to keep calm. For all I knew, it could be a neighbor who had a question or needed a hand. This was a quiet and safe building. Then again, the entirety of Vail was quiet and safe. I doubted even Alice had the nerve to show up unannounced at this hour. I stood up and tiptoed over to the door, as if whoever was on the other side of it would hear my footsteps otherwise. I looked through the peephole and quickly covered the little gasp that came out of my mouth.

Hunter was standing outside my door, waiting patiently for me to open it. I was shocked. How did he even know where I lived? Maybe he could have remembered the building from when the Uber driver dropped me off, but I was sure I never mentioned my actual apartment number. I clenched my teeth, trying to think of what to do.

“Who is it?” I asked.

“Open the door and find out,” Hunter said louder than I would have liked.

I held my breath for a moment, debating whether I should let him in. There was no way to get out of this. I didn’t want him to cause a scene, so I slid the safety chain into place before cracking the door open.

“Yes?”

My voice was serious and my eyes looked as far down the hallway as possible. When I finally glanced at him, I saw he looked deflated.

“Umm, I….”

I didn’t think I had ever heard him stumble over his words like that. It was clear he hadn’t expected this reaction. I sighed and told him to hold on for a moment as I unchained the door. I looked down the hallway and then stood back.

“You’d better get inside before the neighbors see you,” I said in a hushed tone.

Hunter stepped inside, but his voice was puzzled, “Why does it matter?”

“I don’t want a reputation of having men come here at 10 o’clock at night, Hunter,” I told him as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

I quickly shut and locked the door. My mind was too focused on who could have seen him to pay attention to the fact that I had just upset him. When I turned to look at him, I wondered if he was angry because he felt rejected. I didn’t really have any interest in nursing his ego, especially not when he was the one who made the surprise visit. Sure, we spent one night of Earth shattering passion together, but I hardly thought that put us on terms where he could just drop by whenever he pleased. Still, I said nothing. I just stared at him silently. Hunter took matters into his own hands to test the waters. He pushed my back against the door and pressed his mouth to mine, hard.

I didn’t fight it. I didn’t want to.

I could feel the blood pulsing through my body until it was nearly deafening in my ears. The exhilaration of something so spontaneous coursed through me. Once again, I was drawn to something different with him. There was something thrilling about being taken so suddenly, almost forcefully by him; even though it made no sense. Hunter pulled his lips away from mine and moved his kisses to my ear

“Tell me you want it” he whispered gruffly.

“I want it,” I panted without hesitation.

“Tell me you want me to fuck you,” he practically growled against my neck.

I hesitated. Dirty talk was something I never did. Even admitting to him that I wanted him was bold. I felt my cheeks burn.

Hunter pulled his head back and looked into my eyes. They were dark with desire. I gulped as his hand landed on my lower stomach. He tugged at the waistband of my pajamas before undoing them and easily sliding his hand underneath. I took in a shaky breath when I felt his hand slip under my panties, his finger sliding over the middle of me, touching me.

“Tell me,” he repeated, holding back now.

I needed more and I knew it. I needed more of him. I needed more excitement. The thrill of being with him was unrivaled. It wasn’t until I had experienced it that I realized what I had been missing out on. It was unique. He was unique.

“I want you,” I said in a shaky voice, “To fuck me.” My heart pounded the moment the words left my lips.

Hunter smirked and slipped the tip of his finger inside of me. I let out a small whimper and felt my face flush red. I could see his mind working and knew he was coming up with more things for me to say.

“Right now?” I nodded. Hunter’s smirk grew and he slipped his finger in a little further, making me moan softly and press my breasts against him.

“Say it.”

“I want you to fuck me. Right. Now.”

Hunter slipped the rest of his finger inside and moved it in a circular motion. I felt the heat from my face spread over my entire body. My skin felt like it was fire from the inside. I tried to remember if I felt like this the first time we had sex, but quickly decided that if ever there were a moment I wanted to turn my mind off, it was this one. I wanted to savor every second with him.

Hunter slipped a second finger inside and kissed my neck. I whimpered and clenched my eyes shut, my head falling back against the wall. My breath picked up along with my heart rate as I felt him work me from the inside with his fingers, smiling as he watched me tremble and moan. I could feel the heat and moisture between my legs, coating his fingers and his hand. It wasn’t long before I felt it hot and sticky on my skin. I moaned a little louder when a pulse ran through me the moment his thumb pressed against my clit.

“Oh, fuck,” I gasped.

“You like that?”

“Yes,” I panted, “Oh, yes, it feels so good Hunter.”

He pulled his fingers out and drew his hand out of my panties. I whined and looked at him, almost resentfully as my body immediately felt empty.

“Why did you stop?”

He looked smugger than ever, “You want more?”

“Of course I want more,” I said quickly.

“What do you want more of? Tell me,” he said, as he pressed the palm of his hand against the crotch of my pajamas.

“Oh,” I breathed, “That. I want more of that.”

He ran his hand up to grasp my shirt. He pulled it off me and then made quick work of removing my bra. His gaze fell down to my breasts. They were heaving with each breath I took and my nipples peaked the moment the air kissed them. He ran his fingers over them, playfully and lightly at first. He circled around them before leaning forward,

“What about this?”

He ran his tongue in a circle before taking the hard nub in his mouth. I moaned when he gave a pert suck and then flicked it. He looked up at me and I could see the question written all over his face.

“Yes,” I told him, “That. I want that too.”

Hunter closed his eyes and his mouth around my nipple. I relished the warm, wet feeling against my breast, but was soon distracted by him removing my pajamas. He kissed down my stomach as he knelt in front of me. He pulled my panties down with a smile as I trembled. I shivered when his hot breath touched my center. He was teasing me and my heart was pounding so hard I was worried it would short-circuit and stop. He panted against my skin and looked into my eyes, but didn’t kiss or lick or touch me where I ached the most.

He stood back up and took off his shirt. I reached out and ran my fingers over the defined muscles of his stomach. The first time we were together wasn’t like this. Now, it was like we were taking our time to really look at each other. We ran our hands over the other’s skin and felt each other’s hot breath. There was passion and desire radiating off us. Somehow, Hunter pulled me out of the box I had lived in my entire life. Each time I touched his naked skin was an adventure I wanted to take.

He grabbed my hand and led me to the immaculate marble countertop of my kitchen. I looked at it and then at him. Was he really going to do this? Was I? As if answering my silent questions, Hunter lifted me and sat me down on the counter. The cold slab of stone sent chills over every inch of my body. Hunter warmed up one of my nipples with his tongue, the other between his fingers. I moaned and pushed my breasts against him. He pulled my legs apart and stood between them, drawing me into a deep kiss.

“I guess you’re more adventurous than I bargained for,” he muttered against my kisses.

I laughed, “I guess so.”

Hunter stood back an inch and I reached out to unbutton and unzip his pants, the back of my hand grazing over the hard bulge trapped underneath. I gulped, remembering his size. A quiver ran down my spine and moved straight between my legs. I let out a little moan as my hips moved on their own, almost as if they were anticipating what was about to happen. Hunter gripped my wrist and pressed the back of my hand to the fabric of his boxers, right against the throbbing hardness underneath them.

“I see you like my cock,” he groaned.

“Yes,” I breathed weakly, “Yes, I do. I really do.”

“Say it,” he demanded, “Tell me.”

“Hunter,” I paused in protest, but quickly gave in, “I like it. I like your cock so much.”

“How much?”

“So much that I want to taste it,” I admitted.

My face heated up in an instant. I never would have thought I could say such a thing, but it was true. Maybe I really was more adventurous at my core than I had ever given myself credit for. What Hunter didn’t know was that I was learning these things about myself right along with him—and I loved it.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned.

He grabbed my hand and plunged it under his boxers. I wrapped it around his thick shaft and started stroking him immediately. He breathed heavy against my ear as I jerked my hand up and down. I licked my lips and moaned, the thought of him filling my mouth turned me on. It took up so much of my mind that I didn’t even think twice before pushing him forward to jump off the counter and fall to my knees in front of him. I pulled his pants and boxers down his legs and looked straight at his manhood pointing right at me.

“Fucking shit, Cassie,” he panted.

“I told you,” I muttered, “I want to taste you.”

I ran the end of my tongue from the base of his shaft up to the tip. I traced it in a circle over his head before wrapping my mouth entirely around him. The thundering pulse in my ears drowned out the sound of his moans. I pulled my lips back along his shaft and looked up at him. His abs sucked in a little as he drew in a quivered breath. His hand reached out for the countertop as I tickled the tip of my tongue along his head. I continued to pleasure him, fueled by his taste and the sounds coming out of his mouth. It wasn’t until he grabbed my hair and pulled me off that I realized I had been moaning along with him.

“That was- that was fucking amazing,” he told me through heavy breaths, “But that’s not how I want to finish.”

I stood up, feeling oddly proud that I could have gotten him to the end using only my mouth. Oral wasn’t a department I had much experience in. But I had never been as into it as I was with Hunter. He took my hand and looked into my eyes.

“Lead the way,” he muttered.

He didn’t have to say the words for me to know. As much fun as it was to get started in the kitchen, I was looking forward to my soft and comfortable mattress. I had already experienced what it was like to be with him on a cold, hard surface. Tonight, was going to be different—even more so than how it started off.

I walked confidently toward the bedroom. My curtains were drawn open, but the trees outside the window created a beautiful and natural view block. I looked at the couch pushed up against the furthest wall for a moment, but decided against it. I walked straight to my bed and climbed on, turning to lie down on my back and widening my legs for him with a smile. Hunter placed my feet at the edge of the bed and bent forward, scooping me up from my waist and guiding my body so that my bottom was close to the edge as well. He pushed my legs open and looked down at me.

I could see appreciation in his eyes. It made me feel even sexier.

“Say it again,” he said.

“Just fuck me already,” I groaned with frustration.

Hunter laughed and stepped forward, hand on his hardness. He rubbed his head against my center. I trembled as I felt him rub up and down my wetness. I held my breath until I finally felt him push inside. I exhaled and gripped the comforter beneath me as I felt more of his thickness ease its way inside of me. I let out a panty moan the moment I felt his entire length enter me.

“Oh, yes,” I breathed out.

Hunter moved in and out of me slowly until I started to roll my hips, begging him with my body to go faster. His hand traced down the side of my thigh, making me shake and tremble. I breathed in his scent as he kissed me harder. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as the rhythmic sound of our bodies meeting each other filled the room. His hands cradled my head as he kissed me deep and forceful.

My hips rolled as his thrusts became longer and deeper. His hands skimmed over the tips of my breasts, making them peak and harden. I clawed at his back and let out another whimpering moan. No words were necessary. Our bodies were completely in tune with one another. He moved with my hips until my body tensed up and shook. My legs and arms went limp as warm tingles from my orgasm raced through me. He kept going until he was about to finish.

I dropped to my knees in the nick of time and finished him with my mouth.

That was something I had never done before.

A few minutes later, as we were lying on my bed, I hummed and said, “I can see it now, what everyone’s been saying. I can see how I do have some room to loosen up a little. Both nights with you have been incredible. And that would have never happened if I hadn’t been open to the adventure of letting go of things.”

“Well, I’m glad you chose to do that with me.”

I smiled and ran my thumb over his cheek, “I am too, Hunter. There’s something about you. I don’t know what it is because… I don’t know. It just doesn’t make sense, but maybe that’s what’s so great about it, right? I’m serious. I take after my dad’s serious side. I’m nothing like his more open-minded side and completely opposite to my free-spirited mother. I think she’d like you. Honestly. We never really got along because we’re just too different and I got tired of her wanting to change me. But maybe I don’t need to change. I just need to let go from time to time.”

“Maybe,” Hunter said, “But I like you just the way you are. I mean it.”