Unauthorized Affair (Unauthorized #1)(52)

“Yeah.” She smiled, and realized she couldn’t wait till he brushed her hair. It sounded simple, but incredibly erotic at the same time. She pulled the curtain closed, feeling suddenly shy. “I’ll be out in one minute. Less.”


He didn’t respond. She hoped his feelings weren't hurt. She peeked out and saw him finally taking his underwear off. His back was to her, so all she could see was his hard-as-stone ass. She grinned and wondered what she’d done to deserve him. She quickly ran a bar of soap over her body and rinsed off, just wanting to be back where he could touch her.

“Don’t turn the water off. I need it too.”

“OK.” She stepped out and grabbed a towel. He stepped in on the other side of the shower curtain. By the time she had reached the bed, he was already turning the water off.

He walked out confidently, drying his hair with his only towel, his cock fully hard and leading the way. Jen’s eyes widened at its length and thickness. She couldn’t seem to take her eyes off of it. Her former shyness melted into a little puddle of goo she quickly discarded. He threw the towel on the ground and stood to the side of the bed, the darkness in this part of the room shadowing his eyes.

She realized he was waiting for an invitation, not wanting to rush her or push her. Oh she would invite him. She would invite him to have his way with her. Naughty desires went through her mind. She wanted nothing more than to be at his mercy, to be taken and dominated by him. She’d never had a lover quite as … in charge as she saw him. That’s because he was your boss, way to not make that weird, she thought, stuffing a giggle down. Whatever, boss fantasy or not, she relished the thought of him being in charge of her, as much as she said it was OK, anyway. In her mind’s eye, she saw him pushing her against the wall again and holding her arms with one hand while he did as he pleased. She reached out with her right hand and wrapped her fingers around his cock, delighting at the weight of it. He made a small noise in the back of his throat as she pulled him forward and ran her fingers over him.

He climbed on the bed and kissed her thoroughly, until she collapsed into the mattress. He lifted her arms over her head like he’d done before, and ran his hand along the underside of them, making her shiver. His hands traced her arms and sides and then moved up to cup her breasts. Jen sighed and arched her back. He caught one of her nipples in his mouth and she gasped again as he expertly rolled his tongue around it. “Take me,” she begged him, not wanting to wait one more second to feel him inside her.

“With pleasure,” he said, reaching past her to the nightstand. Jen saw he grabbed a condom and felt a giggle escape her throat.

“Are you laughing at me?” he asked, a fake serious look on his face, which didn’t slow his hands down at all.

“No, but when did you put that there? You are like Houdini.”

“I am like Houdini,” he agreed, and then he was nudging between her legs and she felt his thickness pushing gently at her, causing ripples of pleasure to cascade upward and inward.

She opened for him and arched into the bed, feeling every inch of him stretching her, turning her inside out with pleasure. “Oh Hunter,” she breathed, her mouth working independently of her brain. “Ivy said you’ve liked me for a long time, since even before our first night in the hotel room when you wouldn’t do this.” He slowed his pace and kissed her chest.

“I’ve liked you since the first time I saw you at the written test, months ago. I’ve loved you since before our first night in the hotel room when I wouldn’t do this to you.”

Jen felt a burst of pleasure, independent of what he was doing to her physically, at this admission. She sighed. He picked his pace up again, thrusting deeper into her each time. She moaned, feeling herself building towards orgasm again. “You love me?” her defector mouth asked.

“I think I do, Jen. Come for me again,” he said, his voice thick with sensuality.

Jen let him take her where he wanted her to go. She curved into the bed again and allowed the waves to pull her under, to drown her in bliss, only dimly aware of Hunter shuddering above her with his own release.

When she fell quiet, he let himself down on top of her gently and kissed her shoulder. “I’m starving.”

Jen laughed and swatted him on the chest. “Me too,” she said. “Pizza?”

“Yeah, I’ll order in a second. He disappeared into the bathroom, then returned, switching the lights on and pulling the phone book out of the drawer next to the bed. Jen buried herself under the covers, feeling happiness radiating off her. She had a job she was good at. She had a new boyfriend who said he loved her. A thought struck her.

“Hunter?”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t get mad at me, but are you a cheater?”

He turned to her, eyes questioning. “No Jen, I’ve never cheated on a girlfriend and I never would.”


She settled deeper in to the covers, sleep overtaking her. “That’s what I thought.” She drifted slightly but pulled herself awake long enough to tell him one last thing. “Wake me up when the pizza gets here.”





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Epilogue





Almost two weeks later, Jen said good-bye to the evidence room for the last time. She had been working there since the search warrant out at Savoy’s place. She was waiting for her recruit class to start, which would happen on Monday. Ivy and Ryker were also working in here, but neither one of them had showed up today and Ivy hadn’t messaged her back yet. She wondered if they were sick.