Chapter Seventeen
Hunter was definitely losing his mind.
And becoming a stalker at the same time.
Once again, he found himself walking through Jade’s front door, at night, uninvited. Only, this time, it was her shop he was strolling into without knocking. Damn woman still wasn’t locking her doors. With an impatient exhale, he locked it behind him. He’d seen the light on, but he knew the store had closed for the night. If she was doing work around the place, he figured he could help out again.
It was the least he could do.
She was nowhere in sight as he walked around the main salesroom. The store’s speakers were blasting a slow rock song, so he assumed she hadn’t heard him come in.
Jesus. He’d given her the speech about crazed serial killers, hadn’t he?
Stepping farther into the stop, he heard movement coming from one of the back rooms. A curtain hung across the doorway had been left open, and he approached cautiously.
Then he about had a damn heart attack.
Holy. Shit.
She was standing in the center of the small cubicle with her back facing him…
Half naked.
She had on some tiny-ass bikini bottoms and was in the process of placing a microscopic top over her perky rose-tipped breasts. He had a good view of those rosy peaks, too. She was standing in front of a full-length mirror that was providing a beautifully unobstructed view of her mostly naked form.
God, her skin was flawless. Creamy. And it was always so silky soft every time he touched her.
He wanted to lick her from head to toe.
She was checking out the suit and her body, twisting and turning to get a better look at herself. And she had a fucking frown on her face.
He couldn’t understand that. What was she seeing that he wasn’t? Because as far as he was concerned, she was damn near perfect.
But the massive erection now tenting his jeans was not.
He reached down to adjust himself, which of course, had to be the moment she finally glanced up and saw him. She jumped about three feet in the air and let out a noise that was half scream, half squeak.
“Oh my God!” She whipped around, her hand flying to her chest. “You scared the hell out of me. What are you doing here?”
That was a good question.
Right now, he was hard as stone as he wordlessly watched her, imagining all the filthy ways he wanted to be inside her. Rein it the hell in, man.
But he couldn’t help when his gaze lasered in on her chest. His breathing suddenly became heavy. “I saw the light on,” he croaked. “What have I told you about locking your doors?”
“How long have you been standing there?” she asked. Her gaze drifted over his body, arousal overtaking her features, and his blood ran faster. He met her gaze. “Long enough to know your nipples are hard.” And hardening more by the second…
His dick swelled in victory when he took a step toward her and she didn’t retreat. Even if she did, he would follow.
She wasn’t getting away from him. Not this time. Especially not with the image of her taking his dick into her mouth last night still so fresh in his mind.
“What do you think, Jade?” he asked, tilting his head. “Have we waited long enough?”
She looked as if she was having difficulty pushing air in and out of her lungs. “Long enough for what?”
Once again, he let his gaze slowly track down her bikini-clad body. “For the second time to be even better than the first.” He took another step toward her.
Her back hit the mirror, positioning their bodies in the exact way they’d been the night before at the bar.
“Don’t you mean, like…the fourth time?” she asked breathlessly.
For some reason, the question made his need to fuck her amp up to a furious urgency. “True,” he said. “Let’s go with second night.”
“I don’t know,” she said slowly. “That first one will be hard to beat.”
His head started spinning. The corner of his mouth tipped up in approval. “Maybe. But I say we give it the ol’ college try. Because, baby,” he said, closing the distance between their faces and whispering against her mouth, “I really want to suck on those hard nipples.”
His breath mingled with hers, their gazes soaking each other in for two seconds before—
He lunged toward her at the exact moment she went for him.
Their mouths fused together.
He palmed her breast, shoving aside the triangle of material with his fingers as he plunged his tongue into her mouth, meeting her own with a flare of passion. He made quick work of her top, untying the strings and throwing it to the floor. He pulled his mouth away and gazed down at her exposed breasts. The rosy tips puckered even more under his scrutiny.
He was barely conscious of muttering, “You drive me fucking crazy,” and then he feasted on her breasts.
He sucked on them with wild abandon, his tongue lapping at her nipples while his hands ripped her bottoms down her legs. Hell, he was prepared to rip the material to shreds if he couldn’t get to her right now.
He leaned back and yanked his shirt over his head. She started running her hands down his chest and…all over. When her fingers reached his waistband, he almost lost it.
He wanted every last barrier between them gone.
“Get your pants off,” she demanded.
Good thing she was on the same page.
His hands were frantic as they pushed his jeans and briefs down, but not before he pulled a condom out of his back pocket, which he shoved into her hand. “Put it on me.”
There was no point in trying to be sweet or tender. She clearly had no more self-control left than he did. They both wanted each other desperately.
He hoped she was ready for the kind of animalistic fucking he was craving. The kind they experienced their first night together.
After she rolled the condom over him, he grabbed her under her thighs and lifted her up his body. She immediately wrapped her legs around his waist, bringing his dick right to her entrance.
Oh, she was so ready for him.
Without words, he pinned her to the mirror and pushed inside. She gasped and he groaned. Shit, he’d almost forgotten how fucking amazing it felt when she sucked him inside her.
Almost.
“Ah, baby,” he said, pushing all the way in. Taking deep breaths, he brought their foreheads together. “How are you even tighter than before?”
“Hunter…”
He knew she needed him to move, but he had to take a second to just breathe. “I’m getting there,” he said, panting hard. “You just feel so damn good. I don’t want this to be over too soon.”
Dream on. He wasn’t going to be able to last for shit. Not with Jade.
“But damned if I can wait anymore,” he growled. “Your pussy’s squeezing me too tight.”
Once he started drilling into her, any thoughts of pacing himself went out the window. There was just something about fucking her up against a wall that made everything feel so raw and…fantastically dirty. It was the driving force of his overpowering lust.
Who needed a damn bed?
He heard the glass against her back creak and, fuck, but he wanted it to break.
But he also…
“I want you on top of me.” His voice cracked like a whip.
He dragged her away from the mirror and fell into the plush easy chair in the corner of the room, pulling her onto his lap. At this angle, with the bright spotlights beaming down on them, his hungry eyes could finally drink their fill of her. For the first time ever.
The hotel room had been mostly dark.
Now, there was no place to hide.
And he took full advantage.
He took both of her breasts in his hands as she slowly slid herself onto his thick length, straddling his hips and bracing her hands on his shoulders. “That’s it. Take my cock, baby.” He wriggled his hips around, massaging her inner walls. “I want to see your tight little body struggling to take all of me inside you. Need to feel your pussy choking on me.”
At his words, he felt whatever reservations she had slip away. She started moving with more confidence, sliding down on him with urgent pumps. Oh yeah. Just like that.
He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her skin, guiding her movements. His thighs lurched up and he pounded into her with short, powerful thrusts, forcing himself deeper inside.
“Christ. You feel amazing.”
He didn’t know how much longer he could hold on.
“Shit, Hunter. You’re so big…and hard…and, oh my God…”
He looked over her shoulder and—
“Fuck, yeah,” he panted. “That’s a damn fine ass you’ve got there, baby. And it looks so fucking hot riding my cock like that.”
The chair was directly in front of the mirror, giving him a mouthwatering view of their joined bodies writhing in ecstasy. He was pretty sure he’d never seen anything so erotic and…sexy as all hell.
The image launched him over the edge.
She was right behind him.
Her screams met his roar as they both descended into blissful madness. He pulled her up and down on him with blinding force until both were spent, slick with sweat from their exertions.
He snaked his arms around her when she collapsed, her body melting against his chest. They sat like that for several minutes, just listening to each other breathe to the beat of a sensual soul tune playing over the speakers.
“You’re coming to the barbecue tomorrow, right?” he asked hopefully when he was again able to breathe, and to think.
She leaned back, and he was surprised to see a shadow of vulnerability in her expression. But then her mouth spread into a genuine smile. He was almost positive that was…eagerness?
With that smile, he lost another part of his heart to her. Which had been happening a lot lately.
“If I’m still invited, yes,” she said.
He gave her a kiss. “Are you kidding? Absolutely.”
She played with his chest hair and shot him a coy smile. “Let me get this straight. You were too much of a coward to invite me, so you sent Maggie and Mia to do your dirty work?”
He huffed. “Not even close. Half an hour after our parents told us about the barbeque, Mia called to tell me she and Maggie were parking in front of your shop to pay you a visit. Those little twerps cut me off at the pass.”
Jade giggled. It was probably the cutest thing he’d ever heard.
“Well, their plan worked. I’ll be there.”
“Good.” He glanced down to the floor where their shucked clothing lay in a crumbled heap. “I liked that suit you had on,” he said, tipping his head down at the cock-tease of a bikini. “Wear it tomorrow.”
“So you can picture yourself ripping it off me again?”
He pulled her face down for a hard kiss. “Who says I won’t rip it off you again?”
“Uh, there will be no hanky-panky going on with your parents around,” she warned.
He let out an exaggerated moan. “I love it when you talk dirty.”
She poked him in the chest, unable to keep a straight face. “You, sir, have the dirtiest mouth of all.”
Proving her point, he sucked her lower lip into his mouth, giving it a quick nip with his teeth. “Damn straight, baby. Damn fucking straight.”