Total pages in book: 241
Estimated words: 234779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1174(@200wpm)___ 939(@250wpm)___ 783(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 234779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1174(@200wpm)___ 939(@250wpm)___ 783(@300wpm)
“Mm-hmm,” he murmurs smugly, backing me up against the counter. Reaching for the hem of my shirt, he starts to pull it off.
I try to pull it back down. I’m not excessively self-conscious about my body, but looking at his… it’s too bright under these kitchen lights. I cannot compare.
“I’m gonna cure you of this shyness,” he informs me, pushing my hands away and drawing my top off anyway.
“I’m so pale, you’re going to need sunglasses,” I warn him.
Hunter smirks. “I love every inch of this skin, pale or tan. Makes no difference to me.”
I pout as I look down at the V disappearing into his jeans. I want to lick him.
Dammit, he’s going to win.
But… if he wins, I get to lick him.
And I get an orgasm.
This really is the best game ever.
Now I’m wearing a bra and nothing else, but even that seems to be too much clothing for him. He moves closer, pressing his hard body against all my softness, then holds my gaze as he reaches back and unclasps my bra.
I swallow as the band goes slack and the material falls away from my breasts.
I have a feeling we’re not really going to play this game we spent all that time making up the rules for.
Hunter reaches for me, tugging my naked body against his. He’s still wearing jeans, but I’m stripped completely bare.
Not fair, but better than the alternative. If his pants come off, I’m officially forfeiting.
“Just as a reminder, if at any point this weekend we decide to have sex, we need to use a condom,” I tell him. “My mom said she would give you a chance, but only if you don’t knock me up for a good ten years.”
“That seems like a long time.” He locks his arms around me, dropping his head and kissing the exposed swell of my left breast.
“We might be able to get her to come down on that a smidge, but if you knock me up before I graduate, I think it’s safe to say her opinion of you will be cemented.”
He kisses his way closer to my nipple. “High school or college?”
“I’m on birth control now, so as long as we make it another couple of weeks, we should be in the clear until we actually want to have kids.”
Hunter stops and smirks at me.
I don’t realize why until I replay what I said. “I mean, if we were to ever have children together. Obviously.”
“Obviously,” he teases.
“Which seems unlikely.”
“Because you hate when I fuck you,” he jokes.
“I see you naked and—” I gasp as his hot mouth latches onto my nipple. Releasing a shaky breath, I try to finish. “I run straight for the—” His tongue flicks across the tight bud. With a sigh, I forget what I was even trying to say.
“What was that?” Hunter asks, amused.
“Don’t gloat, it’s not cute.”
He lets go of my nipple to grin up at me, then he turns me around and starts walking me backward, still with his arms locked around my body.
“Where are we going?”
“Movie room. Remember?”
“I didn’t finish the dishes,” I say, with a longing look back at the kitchen island as he drags me away.
“We have a dishwasher,” he states.
“But—”
Hunter’s lips crush mine and my words slip away. His hands skim my sides and slide down my body until he’s cupping me under the ass, then he lifts me.
I break away from his mouth as he lifts me off the ground, feeling a bit unsteady. On instinct, I lock my legs around his waist.
“You should have let me keep my panties on,” I say, conscious of this position.
Hunter shakes his head, carrying me like my weight is nothing. “You can rub that pussy against any part of my body you want to, Riley. You don’t need panties.”
Jesus. My stomach twists. I want to hide, but there’s nowhere to go.
Hunter carries me all the way upstairs like that, then hauls me into the media room. It’s an intimate movie theater, essentially, with three rows of reclining chairs and then two long, red couches in the back row.
Hunter hauls me to one of the couches.
He didn’t turn the light on when we came into the media room, but he did hit the light in the hall once we got upstairs, so although it’s mostly dark in here, there’s light spilling in from the hall.
Hunter lays me down on the couch, then stands.
I don’t speak. My teeth sink into my bottom lip as I watch him strip off the rest of his clothes.
When he’s completely naked, just the sight of him makes me throb between the legs. Then he steps closer and takes my hand, bringing it closer and wrapping it around his cock.
I’m cognizant of him watching my face as I look at him. My fingers wrap around him a little tighter. I sit up. Hunter remains standing, letting me touch him and explore this part of his body.