“Bossy.” She does as I instructed, causing us both to groan with pleasure. “No sudden movements, mister,” she teases.
I can’t help but grin against her mouth and kiss her again. “I don’t plan on letting you out of my sight for a while,” I admit. “I hope you’re ready. I’m going to be inside you morning, noon, and night. Then I’m going to want to spend my meals with you and evenings doing nothing and everything.”
“Good. I was hoping you’d feel that way because I do too. I’ve discovered I don’t like being away from you, not even for a short amount of time. You make me comfortable and happy. I feel safe with you.”
“As long as you want me, I’m yours. You have my word,” I swear, aware of what the promise entails. I’m hers, and I certainly hope she’s mine. “No other guys, just me and you,” I declare because there’s no way in hell I’m sharing her. I’d end up killing someone again if it went down that road.
She nods, shifting her hips left to right and back again. “Only us,” she agrees, running her tongue from my throat to my shoulder. She pauses on the ball of my shoulder to bite, and her teeth in my flesh give me the best case of chills. Her hands caress me everywhere, and the sensations running through my body are consuming but in the best sort of way.
“You drive me crazy inside. I want you.”
“You have me,” she whispers, lifting, then falling on my cock swiftly. My eyes bulge with an impending orgasm coming at me again. I just fought the bastard off, and now it’s knocking on my door again, ready to take the finish line. There’s no way I’m letting loose without her popping off first. So my fingers find her clit, lightly applying pressure until she bows forward with a cry.
“You’re not playing fair.”
“Mmm. Can’t wait to take you home, flip you on your back, and fuck you senseless. I probably won’t make it to the bed, just shove you against the nearest wall or counter and make this sweet-as-sin pussy come all over me. Maybe bend you over the couch so every time you sit on it, you’ll remember me making you come in the same spot.”
“Oh God!” She moans loudly as her walls clamp around my cock, squeezing me firmly enough I see double. Not concussion-related, thank fuck.
Her pussy pulses, and my cock throbs in response.
“You like it a little dirty, don’t you?”
She nods, rocking forward then back, sweat droplets rolling down the valley of her breasts. They’re so damn enticing, I can’t hold back from sucking one into my mouth. I let it pop out after I play awhile and pluck at her tender clit until her body’s shaking in my hold.
“Look at me,” I demand. “Come all over my dick. I want this pussy gushing all over me until I’m coming so hard my fucking toes curl.”
My free hand moves to her silky locks, fist curling in the long length. I give it a generous tug as I pop my hips upward at the same time. I manage to do it twice more before she’s crying out with her intense release. She fucking floods me, and I follow up with my own orgasm. I wasn’t kidding about how good she feels, my toes curl, and my eyes roll heavenward. I come so hard I feel like I’ve just lost five pounds.
“Damn,” I pant, falling backward and making my head scream with irritation. I ignore it because I have someone far more important to concentrate on. “I swear it was better than last time, but it was amazing before… so it’s hard to accurately judge.”
“What would help?”
“We need to keep doing it,” I reply deadpan, and she giggles. I fucking love the sound more than anything else in the world, and I swear I want to hear it from her several times every day.
She ducks into the bathroom, freshening up, and returns with a wet washcloth. “I can shower, babe, it’s all good.” I’ve never had a woman clean me up before, and I’m not too sure how I feel about it. I should be the one getting the cloth for her, taking care of her needs, not the other way around.
She tilts her head to the side and pushes her bottom lip out into a pout. Right then and there, I know I’m utterly fucked if she catches on to what the look does to me. “Please let me take care of you, Hunter. I want to do it.”
I clear my throat and offer her a quick nod. If it’ll make her happy, I’m for damn sure not turning down the extra attention from her. Hell, if she keeps the pout up, I don’t have a fighting chance when it comes to anything. She swiftly pulls her shirt on and perches on the side of the small, uncomfortable bed. Carefully, she wipes my thighs and abdomen before moving to my cock. She rinses the towel clean and comes back to continue her sweet torture. Each rotation of her hand only serves to turn me on all over again. I’m like a spring chicken where fucking her is concerned, and I don’t think I’ll ever have my fill of this amazing woman next to me.
“Your bruises look painful. Can I do anything to make them feel better?”
With my mind in the gutter, I grin, and she swats at me with a laugh.
“You asked.” I shrug and adjust to get as comfortable as I can. The bed is small for a guy my size, the mattress too thin and the sheets scratchy. I shouldn’t complain, I’m here for medical treatment, not a vacation. But still, healing would be a bit better if it weren’t so bare-bones in here. I can probably talk my parents into donating. It’s the least my family can do after all the drama of having us here.
“We need to get you out of here, so we’re not interrupted again,” Aura adds, which I’m a hundred percent ready for. She wants me to get better for fucking purposes, and I’m completely down for it. She should probably be careful what she wishes for in that sense.
“Okay. I’ll concentrate on showing the nurses I’m all right, but I’m sure the one who walked in would say I’m pretty much recovered. Some pussy therapy hit the spot.”
“Oh my God.” She rolls her eyes. “I’ll see if I can find your doctor and get an estimate on when you can go home.”
“I’m going home today, up to them if it’s with their consent or not. Either way, I’m checking out of this spot and sleeping in my bed tonight.”
She shakes her head. “Why am I just now learning you’re not only bossy but also stubborn?”
“Hey, you’re the one who seduced me earlier. I’m simply following through.”
She snorts and shakes her head. “I recall you putting your hands on me first. I can’t help it if I turn to putty when you touch me.” She leans in and brushes a kiss across my lips.
I watch her leave the room, her words still ringing in my ears. She’s not the only one who turns to mush. The woman already owns me and doesn’t have the faintest clue. If she only realized she’s always been mine, and we were destined from the moment I laid eyes on her.
Chapter Seventeen
AURA
“We’ve found them,” Hunter greets as soon as I come inside, closing the back door behind me. I was checking on the expansive garden he’s helped me build and plant. It’s all new and fresh, needing plenty of love and attention. When I asked him if it was all right to add more garden back there, I don’t think he was anticipating what I had in mind. I’ve always loved nature, and not living in it as I was before has made me a touch stir-crazy. My parents were thrilled to discover I have the family green thumb, and they let me have my pick of what I wanted from their farms and green/grow houses. To say I’ve gone a bit overboard is an understatement, and I’m sure the creatures will thank me for the new variety of food they’ll pop over to eat for a late-night snack.