Perhaps it's because I feel lonely without my parents and am seeking attention, or Hunter really is just a sex God that's possessed me to do this.
I'm not so gently dropped on to the, dirty bed, and before I have time to catch my breath properly, Hunter is hovering over me and his lips are placed on mine roughly.
It feels wrong, yet so right to be kissing him, I feel as though I can fly from this sensation, but I also feel like throwing up.
One hand holds up his weight while the other slides down to my hip, and delicately his fingers slide under the hem to my bare skin. I gasp, and arch my back. He probably thinks I'm such a silly inexperienced girl. I know if I was him I would.
"Beautiful," he whispers and reaches his hand up even more, to just the underside of my breast.
"Hunter..." I moan, so quietly I don't even think he'll hear.
"How no one has ever taken the chance to feel you..." he looks down at me with dark eyes. "I'll never understand."
I open my mouth to say something, but my breath has completely been taken away.
He probably says this to every girl he seduces, I'm no different. I'm not the type to just sleep with a guy, but maybe that's what I need.
"You probably say that to every girl you sleep with," I attempt to joke even though I can feel the hurt of my own words.
"That's not true," he shakes his head, looking straight into my eyes. "Sure, I've slept with my handful of girls, but none are like you. And I'm not just saying that because I want to fuck you so bad right now."
I blush from his words and look down at his chest to get away from his intense stare.
"Well, I'm here aren't I?" I finally manage to get out.
The way his eyebrows crease shows he's confused, but instead of telling him what I want, I show him.
Sitting up, I lift my shirt over my head revealing my bare chest and his eyes trail over the mounds, all the while his eyes get darker, if that's even possible.
I bite my lip and look up at him. "As much as I want this - I don't think you're ready."
"Don't do this," I stop him, looking into his eyes that hold so much lust in them they could shatter. "Don't tell me what I want. I may have just lost my parents and am getting chased by people who want me for what ever reason, but I know what I want."
"Maybe, you do, but we can do other things beside sex," he negotiates and pushes me back so my spine hits the mattress again and his face is leveled with mine. "Many other things."
He's probably right anyways, I'm making a haste decision in the heat of the moment and I need to slow down and just think straight for a second.
I may not be ready to lose my virginity just yet, but I can handle other things that revolve around that area.
"Like what?" I ask, my voice coming out wavery and nervous.
"I guess you'll just have to see," he smirks and bends his head down to attach his lips to my neck. The effect taking place immediately causing me to close my eyes and sigh.
"Hunter..." I moan softly and wrap my fingers in his thick hair.
His lips trail down the column of my neck to my collarbone where he sucks harshly, surely to leave a mark, and then heads lower. His eyes meet mine when his lips get to my cleavage and I suck in a sharp breath at the clenching feeling in my stomach.
A smirk once again takes over his lips and they attach to the plump skin, hiding him from me.
"Oh God..." I moan and tilt my head back. His lips are merciless against the sensitive skin, biting and sucking wherever there is an opening.
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Teen Fiction"Can Nixon touch you like this?" Hunter asks as his hand slowly trails down my neck down to my hip. "Nixon can do better." I egg him on. "Can Nixon make you shiver like this?" I lean my head to the side as his lips slowly make contact with that sp...