Temptation (The Hunted, #1)(79)

He grabbed my hand and walked quickly toward the elevator, pulling me with him. Why did I find him so sexy when he was angry and demanding? He slid his access card in the reader and the doors opened. He pulled me inside.

"I said that I was sorry. I should have asked you."

"It's not just that."

"Then what is it?"

"Your friend hates me. She didn't even give me a chance. I think that maybe it's because she has someone else in mind for you."

"She doesn't."

"So, she dislikes Tyler too?"

"This has nothing to do with Tyler. She's just looking out for me."

"I don't think that's true."

"Stop!" I lightly pushed his chest.

He grabbed my hand. His eyes were ablaze as he stared down at me. He pushed my back against the elevator wall and lifted my hands above my head. Desire exploded through my body. His kiss was possessive and intense, leaving my whole body wanting. Every inch of me felt alive. His erection pressed against my thigh, growing with every second. When the door dinged open, he pulled away.

"Oh God."

He smiled at me. I blushed. I hadn't meant to say that out loud.

Professor Hunter tossed his jacket on the floor and pulled off his t-shirt. "You have a way of crawling under my skin."

"I don't mean to."

"Yes, you do."

"Professor Hunter, I need to talk to you."

"I don't want to talk." He walked over to me and pushed my shirt up the sides of my torso. There was only one thing on his mind. And I wanted it too.

But I needed to be strong. If I didn't tell him now, it would just get worse and worse. "But I have something important to tell you."

He pulled my shirt the rest of the way off. "It can wait." His lips were on mine and the rest of my resolve dissolved with his kiss. It had the same intensity as our kiss in the elevator.

He pushed me down onto the pristine couch and got on top of me. His tongue swirled around mine as I moved my hand down his six pack. I traced his happy trail with my fingertips and grabbed his erection through his jeans. He moaned into my mouth.

I fumbled with the button and zipper on his jeans and wrapped my hand around his length. His breathing hitched as I moved my hand up and down his shaft.

"I know that you're angry with me." He unhinged my bra and gently pulled it down my arms.

"No, it's okay," I panted.

He leaned down and kissed my neck. He moved down, leaving a trail of kisses across my breasts, sucking hard on each nipple. I wanted him so badly. He kissed down my stomach and past my belly button. I lifted my hips and he pulled off my leggings and thong with one swift move. He spread my knees apart and slid his hands up my thighs. I gulped.

"I want you to be angry. That'll make this even better." He brought his lips down to my clit and sucked hard.

"Professor Hunter!" I arched my back.

He sucked it again in response and let his tongue answer my needs. He pushed my thighs farther apart, shoving his tongue deeper inside of me, driving me insane. I pushed my face into one of the pillows and moaned.

"Yes! I need you," I groaned. "Please."

With his free hand he pushed his pants and boxers to the ground. I bit my lip, anticipating him inside of me. But instead of climbing on top of me, he grabbed my hand and pulled me to a seated position, shoving his fingers deep inside of me. I gasped with pleasure.

He shoved his thick cock into my open mouth and grabbed a fistful of my hair. I wanted him inside of me, but I craved the taste of him. I mimicked what his fingers were doing, sliding up and down his shaft faster and faster. I tightened my lips and looked up at him as he closed his eyes in ecstasy. I grabbed his ass and went down as deep as I could, letting him fill the back of my throat.

He groaned and pulled out of my mouth. "I don't want to cum in your mouth. I want your pussy clenched around me, with you screaming my name."

I loved when he talked like that. It was so dirty but it turned me on even more.

He pulled his fingers out of me and I groaned in protest. "Baby, we're not even close to being finished."

He pulled me off the couch and bent me over the armrest. "Spread your legs, Penny." His voice had a low growl to it. He had never sounded so sexy. I followed his instructions and held my breath. I thought he'd thrust himself deep inside of me right away but nothing happened. A chill ran down my spine and my body shook. His fingers brushed against the back of my knees and I arched my back. The anticipation was killing me. His fingers ran up my thighs and over my ass. He slid his hands to my hips and gripped them tightly as he plunged himself inside of me.

"Yes!" I screamed. It was everything I wanted and more. So carnal, so raw.

His cock pounded relentlessly, filling me, stretching me until I couldn't take anymore. Professor Hunter grabbed my shoulders and pulled me to a standing position, tilting his cock and hitting the spot that only he could find. I gasped. The sensation was too much. I was just about to come when he suddenly pulled out.

He pushed me back down onto the couch.

"Roll over," he demanded.

I turned. The want in his eyes matched my own. Everything inside me felt so wound up. I needed him. Only he could unwind me. "Professor Hunter, I'm so close," I panted.