Page 44 of Baked

“Baby.” Hunter’s outer calm was beginning to splinter. “Say something.”

“I-I ...” She stopped as soon as she heard the crack in her voice.Come on. You can do this. Trust it. “I think I love you too.”

“You think?”

“No.” She gulped. “Iknow. But it’s too soon, isn’t it? To be feeling this way?”

Hunter’s megawatt smile filled her vision, and she was no longer scared that it was too soon. “You love me?”

She found herself nodding. “Yeah, Hunter, I love you.”

His mouth came crashing down onto hers in an instant, each of them fighting for control as they skipped the sweet and gentle and went straight to urgent and claiming. Hungry moans bounced off the navy ceramic tiles as they fought to take the kiss even deeper. She would never get enough of him. His taste. His touch. His everything.

Their bodies collided as she tried to get closer, a new type of heat warming her insides as they pulled at each other’s clothes. When she was down to just her black bra and panties, he let go of her lips and spun her around until she was peering back at her reflection.

He stood behind her again, shirtless, with his belt open, as he pressed into her back. The rise and fall of her chest only got more strained as he bowed his head down until his mouth met her ear.

“You’re going to watch,” Hunter whispered, his eyes meeting hers in the mirror.

All she could hear was the sound of her own breath as he unhooked her bra. And as she watched it fall, she saw the exact moment Hunter caught fire.

“I don’t want your eyes leaving mine as I feed you every inch of me, do you understand?”

Fuck yeah.

She loved him like this. All dominant and demanding. She never knew she wanted this until now. Until him.

She nodded and bit down on her lower lip as she watched him discard her panties next.

“Bend over,” he grunted.

Rachel’s hands went to the granite counter in front of them, the cool surface soothing her now overheated skin. She kept her eyes on Hunter like he asked and felt liquid heat fill her belly as she watched him remove his jeans and boxers in one move.

“Tell me again,” he asked as he lined himself up behind her.

“What?” Her brain had stopped functioning a few minutes ago, so his request wasn’t registering.

“I wanna hear you say it.”

It was his eyes that gave him away. She understood now.

“I love you.”

Feeling him at her center, he began pushing her apart. “Again.”

“I love you,” she said again through heavy breaths.

Nothing could compare to the feel of him slowly pushing inside of her. She wasn’t just aching anymore. Her whole body was pulsating.

“Again,” he commanded through gritted teeth.

“I-I love you.”

His groans and her whimper echoed around the room as he slammed home.

Holy shit. Did it get any better than this?

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