Devastated (Anger Management, #1)(59)

“So fucking wet,” he growled approvingly as he slid a second finger inside her.

For several minutes, Kylie stood there, lost in a wave of pleasure while Hunter slowly fingered her as he licked and teased one nipple and then the other until she wasn’t sure that she could take anymore.

With a whimpered, “Hunter,” she cupped his face in her palms and pulled him up for a kiss. With a groan, he allowed it, taking her mouth in a hard kiss as he continued fingering her. She dropped her hands away and reached between them, cupping him through his pants and couldn’t help but moan, because this was what she needed. She wanted to feel him inside her, needed him so much.

“No more waiting,” Hunter said, dropping his hand away from her breast so that he could work his pants open.

“No more waiting,” she agreed, releasing her hold to help push his pants down far enough so that she could free him as he grabbed her thigh and raised her leg, opening her up to him as he shifted so that the tip of his cock was exactly where she needed him.

“So fucking tight,” he said with a groan that had her wrapping her arms around him and breaking away from that kiss so that she could bury her face against his neck.

He felt so good, she thought on a gasp as he slowly worked his way inside her, pushing inside until she wasn’t sure that she could take anymore before pulling back and-

“Oh, God,” she mumbled on a shaky breath when he did it again.

“Look at me, Kylie,” Hunter said, as he reached down and pulled her other leg up, giving her no other choice but to wrap her legs around his waist as she met his gaze.

Keeping his gaze locked with hers, he continued to slowly work his way inside her, sliding inside a little further each time until finally, he was pressed tightly against her. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her away from the wall. His gaze never leaving hers, he carried her upstairs.

Without a word, Hunter carried her into her room and placed her on the bed. Before her head touched the mattress, he was taking her mouth in a tender kiss as he pulled back and slowly slid back inside her. He felt so good, she thought on a whimper as he did it again with a firmer thrust of his hips. So good, she thought, tightening her hold around him as he rolled his hips with every thrust back inside her.

She ran her hands over him, savoring the way his muscles moved beneath her hands as he moved inside her. When he broke away from the kiss and pressed his forehead against hers, with a reverently whispered, “I’m never letting you go, Kylie,” she realized why it had never felt like this before.

Because she’d never been in love.





Chapter 32

“Hunter?” Ryan called as he strolled in through the open patio doors leading to the office and dropped his briefcase on the desk before going in search of the reason why he’d had to call in every favor he had at one in the morning.

Since he was still up, he’d decided to wake up the asshole that better start taking his house arrest seriously and share the good news with him. Not that Hunter would see it as good news, Ryan thought, chuckling as he decided to take a detour first. He headed to the kitchen and nearly groaned when he found the Tupperware bowl filled with leftover pot roast in the fridge.

He might not be looking forward to babysitting Kylie when the time came, but God, could she cook. At least if he got stuck with her after this, he’d have one thing to look forward to, he told himself as he grabbed a loaf of bread off the counter and made himself a sandwich. He really wasn’t looking forward to playing babysitter, but he didn’t have much of a choice. Not when he owed Hunter for giving him a chance when no one else would.

Then again, Hunter would probably forget all about her once this was over, he thought as he grabbed a Coke from the fridge and headed upstairs. If that happened, he’d find her a job somewhere safe where he could keep an eye on her, Ryan decided as he headed towards Hunter’s room only to frown when he heard something that had him heading down the hallway and-

“Well, that explains everything,” Ryan said, chuckling when he heard the unmistakable sounds of sex coming from Kylie’s room.

For a moment, he contemplated going downstairs and waiting but decided against it when he spotted the large leather couch across from her room. With a sigh, he pulled his phone out and decided to answer emails while he waited. Judging by the sounds of Hunter’s groans, he probably didn’t have long to wait, Ryan thought, chuckling as he took a bite of his sandwich.

What the hell was taking him so long? Ryan wondered sometime later as he set his empty plate on the couch next to him. Sighing, he glanced down at his watch, bored out of his fucking mind. Maybe he should grab another sandwich? he thought only to sigh in relief when he heard Hunter growl Kylie’s name.

“Finally,” Ryan said, chuckling as he stood up, expecting Hunter to stumble out of the room any minute now only…

It never happened.

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“Can I ask you something?” Hunter asked, tilting his head back so that Kylie could run the razor over his throat.

“Is it another favor? Because I’m still in the middle of the last favor you asked me,” she said with a teasing smile as she turned so that she could rinse his razor off before turning back around and shifting to get more comfortable on the bathroom counter as she continued shaving him.

“You do a better job,” he pointed out as he stood there, absently running his fingertips beneath the edge of her towel so that he could caress her bare thighs.