Hunter places his hands on my stomach and begins to push the fabric of my shirt up. Sitting up, I help him pull it over my head. Before I can lie back down, his hand moves to my back, and he unclasps my bra.
A second wave of self-consciousness hits as he bares my breasts to him. I’m just about to cover myself with my arms, when Hunter growls, “Don’t you dare. Keep still and let me look at you.”
Not moving a muscle, I keep stealing glances at his face as his eyes roam over my naked body. He shakes his head, and for a second, my stomach dips with dread, but then he whispers, “A fucking masterpiece.”
He brings his hand to my chest and lightly brushes a finger over the swell of my breast.
When he slips an arm under me, and he shifts me up to the middle of the bed, I begin to get nervous.
Shit, this it.
I’m about to have sex for the first time.
With Hunter.
Shit.
What if I suck at it?
“Jade.” The sound of my name yanks me back to the present. “Get out of your head,” Hunter says as he lies down on top of me.
I can feel his hardness, which I’m pretty sure is going to have one hell of a struggle fitting inside of me, resting between my legs.
“Ahh…” I don’t know how to tell Hunter we might have a problem.
“Do you want to stop?” he asks, lifting his upper body from mine and resting on his right arm.
“It’s not that I want to stop,” I say, and then I squeeze my eyes shut and just power through, rambling, “I don’t think you’re going to fit. You’re much bigger than my vibrator, and I can’t even get that thing to go in all the way.”
When Hunter doesn’t say anything, I peek at him through one eye. He’s looking at me with a huge grin spread over his face, as if I’ve just made his damn day, instead of telling him we have a problem.
Opening both my eyes, I ask, “You heard me, right?”
Hunter nods, still looking like a cat that got all the cream. “I’m totally enjoying the compliment, right now. Give me a minute.”
I slap his shoulder and scowl at him. “I’m serious.”
He moves back over me and presses a kiss to my lips. “Don’t worry about me fitting. That’s my job.”
“Job? You make it sound so clinical,” I complain. This experience is going downhill fast.
“Sorry, babe.” He gives me another kiss and pulling back, he says with a low timbre to his voice, “Just relax and let me love you.”
I push my bottom lip out, still worried about my poor vagina. “Just don’t split me in two. I’m kinda attached to my vagina.”
He begins to chuckle. “You’re so damn cute when you’re nervous.”
“I can’t help it. I haven’t done this before,” I explain, feeling inexperienced and stupid.
“By the way, is your vagina on the pill?” he asks, drawing a burst of laughter from me. I nod, which has him asking another question, “Are you okay with me being bare?”
My eyes flit away from his, and I nod.
“Look at me,” he whispers.
Focusing on Hunter’s blue eyes, I suck in a deep breath to calm down.
He keeps staring at me for a long moment until I can see the love he feels for me shining from his eyes. It’s like I’m being put under a spell, and when his lips come down on mine, I’m swept away by his tongue exploring my mouth. I kiss him back with the same heat until our bodies begin to rub against each other, and our hands start to wander.
My palms take in the feel of his muscular back until I reach the dip of his butt, then my nails get involved, and I dig them into his firm skin.
Hunter’s hand finds my breast, and he begins to knead my flesh. We’re both a panting mess, but our kiss goes on and on until our lips are tingling. When we finally pull apart, our eyes lock, and there’s so much intensity in Hunter’s blue gaze, there’s not a doubt in my mind that he loves me.
I never want to go another day without him knowing that he’s my world. “Hunter, I am so in love with you. You are everything I never knew I needed. I don’t know how I survived the past two years without you.”
“I was always there, Jade,” he says. “I never stopped loving you.”
This time when our mouths meet, there’s so much passion in his kiss, it drugs me the same way our first kiss did. I’m only aware of the feel of his body against mine. I can only smell his masculine scent, and the lingering body wash he used. I can only hear his breaths, and I live for each one of them.
This moment between us feels intimate, almost sacred. It’s something I never want to share with anyone but Hunter.
He positions himself at my opening, his weight held up with his right forearm. When I feel pressure from where he’s pressing into me, my eyes fly to his, and I latch onto the love I see in his gaze.
He pulls back, and with gentle rocking movements, he keeps going deeper until he’s fully sheathed inside of me.
Hunter is inside me. My Hunter. My love. My life.
I’m so glad I got to give this moment to him.
“Perfect fit,” Hunter whispers as he lowers his head to mine and claiming my lips, he continues to devour me while giving me a moment to adjust to him.
I never should’ve doubted him because everything he does is so goddamn right, it feels like my body is going to implode from pleasure when he begins to move.
The sounds of our pelvises coming together create a symphony of love around us as pressure builds in my abdomen. Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, it rushes through my body, tearing a moan from me. With my body suspended beneath Hunter’s powerful one, I can only manage a silent cry. Feelings I’ve never felt before turn my body to nothing but jello.
“Fuck, Jade,” Hunter growls low in his throat and thrusting twice more, he pushes so hard into me it sends residual pleasure rippling over me. I feel his body shudder against mine and drink in the sight of Hunter finding his release in me.
How was I so blind? The most beautiful human being was right in front of my eyes all this time.
Overcome with emotion for this man who went through hell for me, a tear sneaks from my eye. Hunter catches it with a kiss and pressing his face into my neck, he whispers, “I love you so much, Jade.”
I know, Hunter. You’ve shown me just how much, over and over. I’ll never doubt you again.
HUNTER
So much for being patient.
Not that I regret a single moment.
After we get dressed, and we lie down, I pull Jade against me and press a tender kiss to her mouth.
“Thank you,” I whisper against her temple as I get comfortable.
“For what?” she asks, and turning her face, she glances up at me.
“For letting me be your first.” My eyes bore into her, and I hope she can see how much it means to me.
A soft smile plays around her mouth. “I’m glad it was you.”
“Yeah?” Thank, fuck. I was worried, seeing as all our problems started when I stopped her and Brady.
Jade must read the concern in my eyes because she sits up and turns her body to face me. There’s a flash of sadness in her gaze, then she says, “I’ll always love Brady, and I’ll never forget him, but I love you in a way I never thought I could care for another person. You were right, Hunter. I wasn’t ready back then. I was a stupid sixteen-year-old who thought I knew everything.” She lets out a sigh. “Boy, was I wrong.”