Devastated (Anger Management, #1)(54)

She should probably take pity on him and let him rest, Kylie decided as she climbed into the shower and—

Watched as the man in question stumbled into the bathroom. She absently reached back and turned on the shower as she watched Hunter, taking in every inch of him from his messy hair all the way down to the large appendage hanging between his legs and couldn’t help but regret her decision to let him rest. With a heartfelt sigh, she turned around and focused on taking a shower.

When she heard him grumble a moment later, she looked over to find him using her toothbrush as he struggled to keep his eyes open. Maybe she should have let him sleep after he did that thing with his tongue?

Probably, she thought as she watched him struggle to put the toothbrush back, glare, stumble back towards the door where he paused, turned around, stumbled back into the bathroom and into the shower where he grumbled something as he gestured for her to turn around and face the wall.

Frowning, she turned around and-

“You’re late,” Hunter mumbled around a yawn as he wrapped his arms around her.

She opened her mouth to point out that she’d actually been the first one up only to end up slapping her hands against the wall when he did that thing that she really liked with his fingers.

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God, she was fucking killing him, Hunter thought as Kylie, who was curled up by his side, released another dreamy sigh as she absently traced her fingertips over his stomach while he laid there, struggling not to think about how good her hand had felt wrapped around him this morning.

Just when he was able to focus on the historical documentary that they were watching, she absently ran her fingers along the waistband of his boxers before moving back to trace circles on his stomach.

Fucking. Killing. Him.

With every teasing touch of her fingers against his skin, his cock hardened, demanding her attention only to be ignored. He wondered if she had any idea what she was doing to him only to realize that she definitely fucking knew when he felt her smile against his chest.

“Are you going to keep teasing me?” he asked, pressing his lips against the top of her head as his hand slid from her hip to her bottom.

“Maybe,” Kylie said in a teasing tone as she continued running her hand over him.

“You’re evil,” Hunter said with a mock glare when she tilted her head back so that she could look at him as she ran her fingertips along his waistband again, this time her hand brushed against the tip of his cock where it pressed against his boxers, ripping a groan from him.

So, she did it again.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said, blinking innocently up at him and if it hadn’t been for the cutest fucking devious smile that he’d ever seen, he would have believed her.

With a soft sigh, Kylie returned her attention back to the documentary, shifted to get more comfortable and—

Had him licking his lips on a groan when she ran one fingertip over the underside of his cock. In the last twenty-four hours, he’d learned a lot about his favorite assistant. She was inexperienced, but so fucking eager to learn. It was the reason that he hadn’t pushed her for more. The other reason?

She liked to play.

Correction, she fucking loved it. She loved teasing him, loved seeing how far she could push him before he lost control, and he—

Groaned softly when she gave the tip of his cock a gentle squeeze before releasing it so that she could slide her hand inside his boxers and pulled him free. When she wrapped her small hand around him, Hunter thought that he would fucking die from pleasure. He swore that he’d never felt anything better as she ran her hand down his cock only to amend that previous decision when she shifted so that she could press a kiss against the tip.

For several minutes, she was content to lay there, teasing his cock with gentle kisses and caresses until she’d decided that she wanted more. Shifting to her knees, she kissed a path down the underside of his cock as he reached over and pulled her panties down. Once he had them off, he picked her up, and before her knees touched the mattress, he ran his tongue along her slit, groaning when he discovered just how fucking wet she was.

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her down so that he could bury his tongue inside her. The moan she released around his cock had his balls pulling up tight, wondering if he was ever going to be able to get enough of her.

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She should definitely be panicking, Kylie realized only to find it difficult at the moment to do anything other than moan when she felt Hunter use his hold on her hips to pull her back so that he could push his erection between her thighs and-

“Oh, God,” she mumbled as her grip tightened around her pillow when she felt him brush against her slit.

“We lost power,” Hunter said, pressing a kiss against the back of her neck as he pulled back and did it again, this time his cock managed to slide between her folds so that he was nestled firmly against her.

“Oh,” she mumbled weakly only to moan when he pulled back and slowly slid back against her with a groan.

“You feel so fucking good,” he said, releasing his hold on her hip so that he could wrap his hand around her breast as she laid there, curled up on her side, barely aware of the pitch-black enveloping them as she lost herself in his arms.

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“Stop being a baby and get your ass out here.”

“No!” the stubborn woman that was making this more difficult than it needed to be shot back from beneath the desk only because she hadn’t been able to reach the closet fast enough.