Chapter 17

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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

He kissed me rough and hungry, his hands already roaming all over my body. I moaned as he forced his tongue in my mouth and I bit it, remembering how he liked it a lot. I would never get enough of Hunter’s taste.

He growled in response. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lifted me and put my legs around his waist. I tugged his hair as I kissed him back with the same amount of desire he was showing me.

“No, don’t rip the shirt. Not the shirt. I like it,” I mumbled as I felt him tugging its hem. Thankfully, he let me take it off. I carefully placed it on the floor where it would be rather safe compared to if I was wearing it.

With my now exposed chest, he pinched, rubbed, and twisted my left nipple, knowing it was more sensitive than the right, while his other hand managed to slip inside the very tight skinnies I was wearing and squeezed my butt cheek. My head hung back, my body shaping an arch on its own as I shakily gasped for breath. Unlike Hunter who didn’t seem to need to breathe for he just attacked my neck next. My hips bucked once he nipped and sucked my soft spot, knowing all too well where it was, earning me another grunt from him.

“Huntemhnh…” came my feeble attempt of talking but he silenced me with his skillful lips. I took the chance when he focused down my chest, his tongue playing with my other bead. “Aren’t we— damn that felt good…” He unbuckled my belt, and unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, without me knowing. He slipped his other hand inside and stroked my length up and down, painfully slow. “Supposed to be— hmnh… make it faster…” I was practically fucking his hand just to satisfy my growing need. “Going home by now? Mmhhh… haaaahh…” He rubbed his index finger against my hole, teasing.

“Hmm? I quite didn’t get that,” he said in that hoarse voice that was really orgasmic in my ears.

I breathed right in his ear, at the same time that I was nibbling it. “I said…” My hands crawled down his pants and unbuttoned and unzipped it. Mind you, it wasn’t that easy. I ran my fingertips along the waistband of his boxers. “Aren’t we supposed to be going home by now?”

He grabbed my hand and placed it on his already rock-hard member. I smirked against his skin when he rubbed it himself.

“Later…” he grumbled.

I looked in his eyes and shivered with the intensity of lust I saw in it. I didn’t want to stop this, but we had to. Sensing what I was planning to do, he brought his lips back to mine. He gripped my ass with both of his hands and ground our lower fronts, hard.

“Hunter…”

“Hmm…”

“Ooohh…” He gently bit the part of my neck where he marked me. Right now I just wanted him inside me, for us to be one again. But with all the rationality left in me, I still breathed, “W-We need to s-stop.”

“Your body tells me otherwise.”

I placed my feet back on the floor and held his face in front of mine firmly. He was slightly frowning. Don’t ask me if I felt bad right now. It’s obvious.

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