Page 25 of Valentine's Kisses
Hunter may be forbidden, but he's already shown me how I should expect to be treated from here on out. He worships my body, makes me feel invincible. A moan escapes my lips as he nips at my thighs, then kisses away the love bites.
Bending down even lower, he throws my leg over his shoulder just before his wonderful tongue places teasing circles all around my throbbing clit. My hips buck as my fingers tangle in his raven silk hair grinding his face into my pussy. His powerful arms hold me up making me feel dainty being held in his grip. When Hunter pushes both his fingers inside me it's too much and I scream out his name with my release.
His mouth finds mine next, the taste of me clinging to his tongue. "You're the best Fun-Size meal I've ever eaten."
My lips quirk in a smirk. "You bet your sweet ass I am." His laugh is short lived because a look of surprise takes over his features when I take charge, pushing him up against the tree. Gripping him through his jeans, I bow before him by getting on my knees.
He's been a good boy and deserves to come in my mouth. If my relationship with Tyler taught me anything it's how to give a satisfying blow job. This hockey hottie won't know what hit him.
His cock jerks in my hand as I take it out of his pants. Hunter hisses his enjoyment, throwing his head back againstthe tree. Good boy. Precum falls down like warm salty lava. As if under a trance, my tongue can't let even one drop fall to waste. Licking the tip clean, I tease him by gently sucking on his base.Hunter's body shivers as my skilled mouth almost brings him down to the ground. I will show him as much mercy as he showed me. Go big or go home. Placing extra saliva on his cock, I jack him off while sucking on his balls.
Lost in passion, he shouts loudly. "Fuck. Don't stop." Looking down at me he grabs the back of my neck while drawing in a deep breath. "Take me all the way in until I hit the back of your throat. I need you now."
My lips twist up in a devilish smile, because I aim to please. When he thrusts forward hitting the back of my throat, I swallow to help my gag reflex. Tears gather in my eyes, but there is no stopping. Sucking him faster, harder even, is my only goal. It's an unspoken possessive need that his come has to be in my mouth and down my throat. I may die if it doesn't happen soon.One more lick is all it takes, welcoming in his warmth as it fills me. Pride swells in my chest, and it feels like a turning point for me. This is what I've always craved. To be not only desired but devoured by someone who saw me.
How Hunter has managed to infiltrate through every one of my carefully laid out defenses in such a short amount of time is beyond me. But if I'm being honest, that's not the truth. The answer is clear as day, it's because he sees me. The real me, and not the made-up version a person shows the world. He wants all the pieces that make me whole. That thought makes me shiver. He's forbidden. My stepbrother, we'll never be anything other than two ships sailing past each other in the dark of night.
Grabbing my chest, a dull ache has started there at the sad thought. I'm not foolish enough to believe we've fallen madly in love with one another or anything. The hurt comes from knowing that it's once in a lifetime you meet someone thatcould possibly be your other half and realizing it will never work out. The pain intensifies because there is nothing we can do to change the outcome. It'll always be never.
Mistaking me rubbing my chest is because of the slight chill in the air, Hunter helps me dress. Then finds his own discarded clothes. His chuckle makes me laugh, because his shirt was at least fifteen feet away from our tree."Someone was an eager beaver when they threw this over here." Hunter chuckles again. "Speaking of beavers, I really like yours."
My hands find my face due to mortification, making him laugh and try to take down my blockade. When he succeeds, I bury my face in his chest. "You really are such a dork! You’re adorkable.” But my shout comes out all muffled, making him laugh even harder.
Chapter 5
Don't Take Me Home Tonight
Tonight's ending will be bittersweet. It's been a magical night. However, after Hunter drops me off, it'll be over, before it ever really had a chance to begin.
-Lynx
Lynx
He pulls me close kissing my lips, before taking my hand in his. "Where do you live?" It makes my heart break that he doesn't even know where his Mama lives. I don't know the whole story. Putting two and two together it's because his asshole of a father poisoned him against her. I'm torn between bringing up how much Liliane loves him, and keeping my mouth shut. However, not wanting to sour the mood I go with the latter!
"All the way to Vidalia. Is that too far? I'm sorry I didn't think to ask." Guilt swells down in my belly.
He rolls his eyes. "Of course, it's not. I want to spend more time with you. We're good."
His words have raging butterflies replacing the guilt in my gut. A slow lazy smile forms on my lips. It couldn't be stopped even if I wanted it too. "Thank you."
He nods. "You ready to meet my baby?" Hunter asks with excitement.
I scoff. "Nope, I heard she's a total bitch."
He laughs. "If you're jealous just come out and say you're jealous."
Flipping him off with my free hand makes him chuckle. We walk back out into the street in companionable silence. Both of us lost to our thoughts, not to mention the wave of euphoria we're still experiencing due to not only one but two intense orgasms tonight. The fury of which is still coursing through our veins.
Walking down the street toward an abandoned parking lot sits a 1980-something cherry red T-Top Chevy Camaro. I'm not into cars, but it's pretty enough to give me a lady boner. Hunter stops in front of her and grins as he turns from me to the car. Waving his hands as he introduces her. "Lynx, meet Lizzy Sue. Lizzy Sue, meet Lynx. You two play nice now."
I shake my head in amusement. "You named your car?"
He gives me a go to hell look. "And you haven't?"
I laugh.Crazy ass. "Nope."
He opens the passenger side door while muttering something that sounds like, "blasphemy," underneath his breath. Pulling not only a chuckle but also an eye roll from me.
