Devastated (Anger Management, #1)(58)



“I’m going to make sure that you’re taken care of,” he promised as she stood there, staring at him in disbelief.

“I can take care of myself, Hunter. What I want to know is what are they going to do to you,” she said, wondering why he always had to be so damn difficult.

“They want me to redo my sentence from the comfort of a jail cell,” he said, sighing as he leaned more heavily against the doorway.

“What? No, they can’t do that, Hunter,” Kylie mumbled weakly, as she grabbed hold of the back of the desk chair with a trembling hand as she struggled to remember how to breathe.

This couldn’t be happening.

They had to fix this. There had to be a way. Maybe if she-

“It’s funny. I’m facing spending the next year of my life in prison, but I can’t stop thinking about one thing,” Hunter said quietly, making her wonder how he could be so calm about this when she felt like her world was crashing down around her.

“What are you talking about?” she asked, somehow managing to get the words out even as she began that mantra that she’d never needed to be true more than right now.

“You,” Hunter said, as he glanced at her. “I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“Hunter?”

“I can’t stop thinking about you, Kylie,” he said, as he pushed away from the wall and reached for her.

“I try to imagine what it will be like to be locked away for a year, but all I can think about is what it’s going to be like without you and it’s fucking kill me,” Hunter said, cupping her face in his hands as he leaned down and pressed his lips against her forehead.

“I’m not going anywhere, Hunter,” Kylie promised as she reached up and covered his hand with hers.

“No, you’re not,” he said softly, as he leaned down and brushed his lips against hers, taking her mouth in a slow kiss as he dropped his hands away so that he could wrap his arms around her.

He took his time kissing her, moving his lips slowly against hers as she threaded her fingers through his hair. He wasn’t going anywhere, she told herself, but even as she tried to convince herself that everything was going to be fine, she pulled herself closer, needing to be closer to him.

“Hunter,” she said his name on a plea, not sure what she was asking for but knowing without a doubt that he would give it to her.

Tightening his hold around her, he deepened the kiss, taking her mouth in a hungry kiss as he pressed her back against the wall. Before her back hit the wall, he was moving his hands over her, tracing the curves of her breasts, hips, and bottom where he used his hold to pull her against him so that she could feel just how much he wanted her.

“Oh, God,” she said, letting her head drop to the side as Hunter kissed his way down to her neck, his hands kneading her bottom one last time before reaching for her shirt.

Before her shirt hit the floor, he was taking her mouth in a hard kiss as he worked her bra free, pausing to run his fingers over what he’d revealed. He swallowed her whimper as he ran his hand over her breast, brushing his palm over her nipple, teasing it until he palmed her breast, kneading it in his hand as he slid the nipple between his fingers only releasing her breast long enough to take her bra off and drop it on the floor.

With one last kiss, Hunter began slowly kissing his way down her body as his hands led the way, pausing to unsnap her jeans as his lips wrapped around her nipple. Her back bowed as he ran his teeth gently over her nipple and she was left with no other choice but to grab onto his shoulders when her legs threatened to give out.

As he allowed her nipple to slowly slide free from his mouth, causing her breath to catch, he worked her pants down her legs. She stepped out of them while he kissed his way to the other breast as he slowly pulled her panties down. After taking the nipple in his mouth so that he could tease it with his tongue and slowly releasing it with a groan he resumed his torturous path down her body until he was kneeling in front of her.

When he reached her navel, he wrapped his hand around her knee and raised her leg, guiding it over his shoulder while she stood there, licking her lips as she struggled against the urge to beg him for more. Taking pity on her, he continued kissing his way down and—

Her breath left her lips in a hiss as Hunter ran the tip of his tongue over her slit. It felt so good, she thought as he ran his tongue over her, taking his time to tease her, as his hand slid up her thigh. When his hand reached the top of her thigh, he ran the pad of his thumb over her slit several times before using it to spread her lips and—

Ripped a moan from her as he ran his tongue from her core to her clit with a groan. He flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit before tracing a path back to her core and slid inside her as he ran the pad of his thumb over her clit in time with the slow thrusts of his tongue. It felt so good, she thought as her eyes slid closed, unable to help but roll her hips even as she grabbed hold of his shirt.

Taking the hint, he paused just long enough to pull his shirt off and toss it aside before his mouth was back on her, licking her as he turned his hand and ripped a gasp from her as he slid a finger inside her. He slowly thrust his finger inside her as he began kissing his way back up her body. He took his time kissing his way to one breast while his hand covered the other, squeezing it gently before running his palm over the nipple, teasing it between his fingers as his mouth found the other nipple. He continued fingering her as he ran his tongue around her nipple.

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