Chapter 44

Hunter peppered my neck with kisses as he pulled me closer to him. It felt like heaven, his beard scratching my neck in an amazing way. I felt myself becoming wet and it took everything I had not to rub myself all over him.

“Hunter?” I asked and let out a new moan as he hummed against my skin to let me know he heard me. “I-I’m no good at this,” I told him. He needed to know before he went further, I didn’t want to disappoint him, but I knew it would happen. I hadn’t expected the chuckle that rolled through him.

“Sweetness, I have tasted your cupcakes, you are amazing at it,” he whispered in my ear and then tugged on the shell of it with his teeth. The sensation made me temporarily lose my train of thought and my body moved on its own. I rolled my hips back and I felt the bulge in his pants as I pressed against him. Hunter grunted against my neck.

“N-no, not baking. S-sex. I’m not good at sex,” I told him and felt myself blush furiously. Hunter stopped his assault on my neck and I prepared myself on the rejection I was convinced would come.

“I know that’s what you have been told, Hana. But that is just bullshit, just like all the other lies he told you. I have seen you bake, I have seen you dance. Someone with that much passion inside can’t be bad at making love. Let me show you what I see in you,” he told me. The words caressed my heart just as his breath caressed my neck as he spoke. I swallowed hard.

“Okay,” I agreed. He spun me around to face him and lifted me up so I was sitting on the kitchen island counter. Out of instinct I had spread my legs to let him stand in between them. In this position I was a little bit taller than Hunter and he tugged me down into a kiss. It was made of fire and I could feel the heat spreading through my body, heating me from the inside.

“You will let me know if I do something you don’t like. You will not endure something you don’t like or feel uncomfortable with just because you don’t want to upset me. The moment I do something you don’t like, you let me know. Understood?” Hunter said and looked me in the eyes. I nodded. “I need you to tell me, sweetness,” he insisted.

“I understand,”I said.

“Good girl. And when you tell me, I will stop. We will talk about it and if you are up to it, we will try something different,” he explained.

“Okay,” I agreed. He smiled at me and kissed me again. I wrapped myself around him and kissed him back. Hunter kissed his way along my jawline and down my neck as his hands rubbed my legs that I had circled around him. He bent over the counter I was sitting on and my back hit the sturdy surface. Hunter’s hands moved upwards, sneaked under my top and caressed the naked skin of my stomach. I was tense. It wasn’t a toned stomach in any way.

“Relax, sweetness. I have fantasised about this, you are exquisitely soft. Your curves make me hard as iron,” he whispered in my ear between kisses to my neck. To prove it to me, he rocked our bodies together and even through both of our jeans I could feel he was telling the truth. I moaned and did my best to respond by meeting his movements with my own.

“Fuck, Hana. You make me feel like a teenager, ready to shoot my load in my pants. That is not the impression I want to give you,” he growled in my ear, making every hair on my body stand to attention out of pure lust. “Do you trust me?” he asked as his hands went to the button on my jeans. I looked into his eyes and nodded.

“Yes,” I said. We kissed as I felt him undoing my zipper.

“You need to let go of me or this won’t work,” he said with a smile as we came up for air. As I detangled my arms and legs from him, I missed the closeness to him. He stood up and looked down at me with naked hunger in his eyes. That look convinced me he wanted this just as much as I did, we shared the same need. “Lift your ass, Hana,” he told me in a dark voice as he tugged at my jeans. I put my heels on the edge of the counter and lifted my ass. Hunter didn’t waste time and tugged both the jeans and the panties down past my ass. He paused to let me lay back down and then lifted both my legs to one of his shoulders as he pulled the pants and panties the rest of the way down. He tossed them to the side and took me in again. A wicked smile spread over his face as he took one leg and placed it on his other shoulder, spreading me open before him. Then he placed a kiss on the inside of my knee. I felt nervous from being so exposed, but the look in Hunter’s eyes distracted me enough to not overthink it. That was until his kisses started to move down my leg. I placed my hand on his forehead.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Something I have wanted to do since the first evening in your apartment. I’m going to get your taste all over my tongue,” he told me like it was the most natural thing. I froze and Hunter looked at me. “Do you not like being eaten?” he asked. My pulse picked up.

“I-I don’t know. No one has done that to me before,” I confessed and felt myself blush. Hunter grinned down at me.

“Will you let me show you what you have been missing?” he asked. His hands were laying on my thighs, securing me. His thumbs gently stroked me. I looked into his eyes and felt nothing but trust and desire.

“Okay,” I agreed and watched him smile and place new kisses on the inside of my knee. He started his journey up my legs all over again and as he drew closer to my pussy I felt myself getting restless.

“Hunter,” I moaned.

“Patience, sweetness. I need to memorise every inch of this soft, creamy skin,” he mumbled as he nibbled the inside of my thigh. As his mouth got closer to its destination, Hunter took one of my feet and placed it on the edge of the counter, spreading me wider. Both his hands then travelled up over my stomach, taking the hem of my top with them as they moved higher. He came to my bra and lifted the bottom of it and pushed it upwards. I was about to object as it wasn’t comfortable. But then Hunter cupped both of my breasts in his hands and my breath was lost. A whining sound that I had never heard, escaped from me as I arched my back to press my breast into his hands. While I was focused on the feeling of his calloused hands moving over my nipples, Hunter had reached his target. He licked my pussy in one slow, purposeful move and it was like an electrical charge had gone through my body.

“Hunter!” I called out as one of my hands grabbed his hair. I didn’t know if it was to pull him away or press him closer. As he hummed in delight he licked me again and my body decided to go for the second option. I wanted more. My eyes darted down and saw Hunter feasting on me and looking up to study me. He let go of one of my breasts as his licking and nibbling focused around my clit. He slowly inserted a finger inside of me and my eyes rolled backwards. His finger moved in pace with his tongue as it stimulated my bundle of nerves. I couldn’t stay still, I moved against his face and the mix between a hum and growl that Hunter gave me proved he liked it. The pleasure was building in my body. And then the alarm on my phone went off. Both Hunter and I stopped moving and when he realised what was making the noise, Hunter shut the alarm off.

“Looks like you need to come, sweetness, so I can pull the cupcakes out of the oven,” he told me.

“I-I don’t know if I can,” I told him truthfully. I had never climaxed with a partner. But Hunter was the closest I had come to doing so.

“Wanna bet?” he asked with a smirk and got back to work. His pace was faster and it threw me right back into the sea of pleasure. As he added the second finger inside me and closed his lips around my clit to gently suck at it, I lost control and climaxed. When I came back down to Hunter placing gentle kisses on my thighs and belly, I was still seeing stars. I let go of the grip I still had on Hunter's hair and caressed his face gently. He looked up at me, smiled, kissed me and then walked over to the oven. He pulled out the oven tray with cupcakes and placed it on the stove. I wanted to tell him to check them, but then figured they would be done, they had got a couple of minutes extra in the oven and I didn’t want to deal with the whole thing. Hunter walked over to me as I was trying to sit back up. He kissed me until I was laying down again. He found my jeans and panties and let the jeans lie in a crumpled mess on the floor. With a gentleness that was heartwarming, he helped me put on my panties and then helped me sit up and took my legs and wrapped them around his waist as he kissed me. “Did I convince you to let me do that again?” he asked me. I couldn’t help but to giggle.

“Yes, that is absolutely something we need to do again,” I told him. He looked proud and kissed me.

“Good. Now, get over here and tell me if my cupcakes are okay,” he told me and lifted me down from the counter. He took my hand and was heading to where the cupcakes were. I remained where he put me down, confused. He stopped and looked at me.

“What about you?” I asked.

“What about me?”

“Well, you gave me an orgasm. A mind-blowing one. I need to return the favour,” I told him. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me.

“I’m not keeping score, sweetness. This was for you. I enjoyed this almost as much as you did. I have fantasised about tasting you for what feels like an eternity. When we take the step to making love, I want you to feel comfortable with it. And if it takes me eating you out a couple of times a day, I’m more than willing to do so,” he told me.