Temptation (The Hunted, #1)(50)

But he quickly moved his head and kissed the palm of my left hand. He trailed kisses up my arm, slowly across my shoulder and clavicle, and then down my other arm. When his lips kissed my other palm it felt like every inch of my body was aroused. He had awoken something inside of me that I didn't even know existed. He kissed between my breasts and slowly went down my stomach. Yes. That was it.

His lips gently sucked on my clit while his hands massaged my inner thighs. When his fingers finally touched me I knew I was ready for him. But he still entered me slowly, lovingly. My heartbeat quickened even more. His fingers felt so good. He leaned over top of me and kissed my forehead, my nose, and then my mouth. His fingers pressed against my walls, massaging me in the most intimate way. I could feel his erection stiffen as he kissed me deeply. When he pulled away I could see my want reflected in his own eyes. I swallowed hard. My lips parted. I was panting.

He moved one hand under my ass and lifted my hips slightly as he slowly filled me with his length.

"Oh!"

He bit his lip as he looked down at me. I liked when he was rough with me. I loved when he fucked me. And this was somehow completely different, yet the same. He pushed firmly against me, going deeper than he had ever been before. Yes! Was it possible that this was even better than fucking? I felt so connected to him. My hands explored the muscles on his back.

He kissed me as he began to thrust in and out of me. My fingertips dug into his flesh. His abs pressed against me as he went in deeper still. "You're so gorgeous," he whispered into my ear. "Every inch of you." He bit my earlobe and I felt myself clench around his hard cock.

"Yes!" I moaned. He kissed me passionately, riding out my orgasm. When my orgasm subsided, he rubbed his nose against mine. A smile curled on his lips.

"I'm not done with you yet. I'll never be done with you." His voice was doused with desire.

He rolled over and pulled me with him so that I was now on top. He grabbed my ass and guided his cock in and out of me. I could see him watching my breasts bounce with every movement. He moved his hands to my waist, slowly slid them up the sides of my torso, and grabbed my breasts in his hands. I continued to move my hips, letting him slide in and out of me, as he firmly squeezed my breasts. He rubbed my swollen nipples and then looked into my eyes as one of his hands slid down my stomach. His fingers began to massage my clit.

"Professor Hunter." I let my head drop back. I was going to come again.

His hands grabbed the sides of my face and pulled me down into him, kissing me. We rolled over again and I was pinned to the soft mattress. He thrust himself a little faster in and out of me. I wrapped my legs around the back of him and grabbed his ass. I pulled him into me. As his hot cum entered me, he closed his eyes and groaned. It was the most wonderful feeling in the world. His hard cock throbbing inside of me was all I could take. My own orgasm washed over me as his heat burst through me again.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked into mine as he pulled out of me. Smolder.





Chapter 35


Monday

There was a strange pressure building inside of my chest. It felt like I was about to cry. Why was I falling apart here? I had everything I wanted in this man. But what he had just done to me. The way he had made me feel. Now everything felt more real.

I quickly sat up and pulled my legs in, hugging them close. The tightness in my chest was growing. It felt like I was drowning. I took a deep breath to try to calm myself. What is wrong with me?

Professor Hunter sat up and cupped my chin in his hand. "Penny, what's wrong?" His brow was furrowed.

"Nothing." I blinked to try and remove the tears that were trying to fall. I hugged my legs tighter.

He rubbed the side of my chin with his thumb and didn't say a word. He looked truly concerned.

"It's just. For some reason, this whole time, it's seemed like I made this all up. Like it's this fantasy and you're not real. And I'm afraid that I'm going to wake up from this amazing dream and you're going to be gone. That you're just going to disappear."

"I've told you that I'm not going anywhere. There's no reason to be upset about that. Please don't cry." He wiped away one of the tears that had fallen down my cheek.

"But what we just did. I know you said you were going to be gentle. But I expected it to be like the other times. This whole day just seemed different. More intimate. I don't know. I didn't expect to feel so...so..."

"No one's ever made love to you."

I felt embarrassed. He didn't even ask it like it was a question. He just knew. Why had I opened my mouth? "Well, I thought so. But no, not like...not like that." I was so pathetic.

"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." He rubbed another tear off my cheek. "How many partners have you been with?"

Sexual partners? What the hell is this conversation? "One." I felt so inadequate. If I wasn't uncomfortable before, I definitely was now.

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me down on top of him. I expected him to say something, but he just held me against his chest. I listened to his steady heartbeat.

I had a feeling that I didn't want to know the answer to my next question, but I couldn't resist asking anyway. "And how many partners have you been with?"

He sighed. "A little more than that."