Page 29 of Imperfect Saint
“And I told you that I don’t think you’re broken, but even if you are, I want to be the glue that helps put you back together.”
Millie smiled a little, “I know. I want that too. That’s what scares me. How much I want you? How much I like being around you, being with you? I don’t have experience with these kinds of feelings and what I do know of it… it didn’t end well for me in the past.”
“That’s not something you ever have to worry about, beautiful.” Hunter tilted his head forward until their foreheads were touching, “Because I don’t ever want this to end.”
“You might.” She argued, “Once you see the real me.”
“Oh, I see you, Millie. I’ve always seen you. That’s why I scare you. I see you and I’m not going anywhere.” Hunter brushed their lips together softly, “Because you don’t scare me, beautiful.”
Hunter kissed her then and she melted into him. Kissing him was addicting. He always left her wanting more.
This time, he didn’t keep it soft and sweet though. This time they didn’t have an audience. This time they were on the same page and they both knew that the feelings between them were real.
It was just the two of them now, standing outside a barn, alone in a world where they wouldn’t be interrupted. Nobody from the house could see them all the way down here and Hunter took advantage of the private moment. He kissed her like she’d never been kissed before and like she knew she’d never be kissed by anyone else ever again.
His mouth was firm and demanding against hers. He sucked on her bottom lip and when she gasped, he released the sensitive flesh and dove deeper. His tongue stroked against her own, tangling, dancing, seducing her into moving with him. Her arms tightened around his neck and she felt his grip on her do the same. He pulled her so close her feet left the ground and it was only his body holding her up for a moment before her back was against the side of the barn and she was pinned in place.
The sun had warmed the metal siding and she felt the heat of it against her back just as she felt the heat of Hunter pressing against her from the front. She felt surrounded in warmth. Cocooned. She’d never felt so wanted in her life and she clung to Hunter, kissing him back, hoping this moment would never end.
Hunter tore his mouth free of hers to suck in a ragged breath and she moaned at the loss. He was back only a second later. His wet lips and tongue moving over her jaw, down her neck, making her shiver. His hands went to her ass and her legs opened for him instinctively so that he could notch himself between them. He groaned as he pushed forward, rocking his hips against her, and her head fell back on a cry of desire as she felt his thick length through their jeans and her suddenly wet panties.
It wasn’t enough. No, it wasn’t nearly enough. She needed more. She wanted him naked and thrusting into her. She didn’t want clothes in the way. She didn’t want anything between them. Not when he made her feel this good. So hot and sexy and beautiful and cherished.
“Hunter.” She breathed his name as she felt her body begin to tighten, curling in on itself, the need so intense it was nearly painful.
“Mills.” He groaned as he slowed the movements of his hips. “You make me crazy. I want you. All of you. Do you want me?”
“Yes.” The word came out a breathy whisper she wasn’t even sure he could hear but it didn’t matter, he knew, of course he knew.
“God, I’ve wanted to hear you say that for so long.” Hunter groaned against her neck, “I want to make love to you.”
“Yes, please.” She all but whined.
“But not like this.” He nipped at her earlobe and while she was still trying to register the words, he pulled back enough to ease her feet to the ground, his hands going to her waist to hold her up since her knees were jelly. She gripped his biceps and stared up at him, trying to figure out what she’d done wrong to make him stop. “Shh, not like this.”
“But…” She felt her bottom lip tremble but he kissed her again quickly, stopping her protest.
He pulled back again but kept his eyes on hers, “I’ve waited too long for you to just rip your clothes off and fuck you in the hay like a madman. You’re worth more than that. When I take you to bed, I want it to bein a bed, Millie. I want a lock on the door so we won’t be interrupted and I want a whole night and day to worship your beautiful, sexy body. I want to make it good for you and I want you to want it, to need it, as much as I do.”
“I do. Hunter, I do want it. I want you.”
“Finally.” He smiled, soft and sweet, his eyes sparkling in the morning sun, “Now that I know we’re on the same page, I think we can wait a little while longer.”
She groaned and he chuckled.
“I said a little while longer. Not forever.”
“You’re a tease, St. James.” She huffed, blowing a stray hair off her overheated face, “I knew I should have brought my little battery-operated friend.”
He made an almost inhuman growl, “Don’t even think about getting off without me, Millie.”
“I can’t. I’ve only ever gotten off with Bob and I didn’t pack him since I knew we’d be sharing a room.”
Hunter jerked back and stared at her. She rearranged her clothes, focusing on something besides his intense perusal. She couldn’t believe she’d really just said that to him.
She was on a roll today.
When she’d woke up this morning, she’d felt stronger somehow, like she was more the woman she’d become while working for Lemon, out there on her own, and less like the little girl her family tried to treat her as. She’d decided that she was ready to face her feelings for Hunter and his for her. She’d stood up to Colin at breakfast. She’d just had the hottest make-out session of her life with Hunter, and now she’d gone and told him about her vibrator.
