Chapter Eighty-three

Chapter Eighty-three
The next morning, Mirabella woke up first. The clock on the wall showed 5:30 a.m. The sky outside was still soft gray, just before dawn. The house was quiet, the kind of peaceful silence that only comes before the world fully wakes up.

Hunter was still asleep beside her. His arm rested loosely over her waist, and his breathing was slow and steady. For a long moment, she just stared into his face.

It was a crime, she thought, for one man to look this handsome even in his sleep. His short hair was slightly messy, his lips were a little bit parted, his jawline sharp as ever. The blanket covered his lower body, but his chest was naked, strong and broad. It rose and fell with every breath he took.

Mirabella smiled faintly. He looked so peaceful. So unlike the man who could command a group of muscled men with one word.

Quietly, she slipped out of bed and went into the bathroom. The cold tiles met her bare feet, and she washed her face, brushed her teeth, and stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, her eyes still carrying traces of sleep.

She climbed back into bed carefully and lay on her side, her head resting on her hand. Slowly, almost absentmindedly, her fingers moved, tracing the line of his hair, down to his thick eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, his lips and then the line of his jaw. He shifted slightly, but didn’t wake up.

Her fingertips brushed his neck, lingered on his Adam’s apple, then glided down to his chest. His warmth seeped through her palm, making her heart race a little.

She felt the steady beat of his heart beneath her hand… strong, sure, and calm. It made her feel safe.

A small smile crept onto her face as she whispered softly, “you are at my mercy now, Hunter. You do this to me too.”

Her hand caressed his hard but soft body. The feel of him in her hands was sinful.

She decided to tease him in his sleep. So, she played with his tiny pointed nipples and she bent down and took it into her mouth. She licked and sucked on them.

She was becoming too bold and unapologetic. She smiled to herself.

Her hands traced down his hard chest, to his abdomen and straight under the cover to grab his cock in her hand.

As soon as she held him in her hands, an electric shock went through Him and his eyes shot open.

He looked down at her in shock and she looked back at him with a smirk on her face. She squeezed him lightly as she licked on her lips and smiled devilishly.

“Fuck babe," he closed his eyes shot and hissed. “What the hell are…”

She squeezed again and smiled when he cursed under his breath.

"What you are doing is dangerous. Don't start what you can't finish.” He told her.

“I like danger," she replied and she started moving her hand up and down on his hardness.

“Ah… God. Doing this to a man in the early morning… babe it's trouble.”

"Shhh… enjoy it," she told him quietly. That was the word he always said to her.

He laid back and let her. He let her play with him however she wanted.

“Do you like it?" She asked him.

He hummed and closed his eyes.

Next minute, she was on her knees licking the precum from the red tip of his cock and taking him inside her mouth. She sucked him and swallowed him deep to her throat. Hunter just laid there moaning and groaning and encouraging her to keep going.

He did not hold her head, neither did he thrust his hips up to meet her suction. He just let her do whatever she wanted.

It started building. His orgasm heated up his blood and he felt hot and ready to explode.

“I'm going to… come babe.” He said through gritted teeth.

And she upped her game. She sucked harder and faster until…

“Jezzz… fuck… fuck…fuck….. bab… ah…” he moaned as he shot come after come inside her mouth.

She swallowed everything and licked her lips as she stared at him with a triumphant smile on her face.

He smiled along with her, shaking his head.

“What…?” she asked and her smile increased.

“Christ… babe. Who taught you that?” He asked with so much pride

“Thought me what?" She asked, pretending not to know what he was talking about.

“You woke me up, baby. With your hand on my dick," he smoothened her hair.

“I did," she said shyly.

“You are getting bolder by the day huh?"

“I learnt from the best," she said.

"hmm” he held her head and crashed his lips on hers. He kissed her hot, deep and desperate.

He nipped on her bottom lips, "loose the clothes,” he murmured impatiently.

She looked at him lost for a moment. "Huh?"

He shook his head at her. “No babe, you don't get to start acting all innocent after what you just did. Now! Get naked!"

She removed the nighties she was wearing as well as her panties too.

"I want you to get off and stand by the foot of the bed. I want to see what's mine alone,” he said

She got out of the bed and stood still. He looked at her. His eyes lingered on every part of her body. Memorizing every curve and every shape. She was created for sin, sin and more sin.

She did not cower away. Before, Mirabella would have been too shy to stand under his gaze even clothed. Now, it didn't feel strange anymore, and she wasn't shy to be naked before him.

When he was satisfied, he gestured with his fingers, “come to me baby."

She gently climbed up the bed again. Her eyes held his as he reached out and pinched her left nipple. “You want to make me happy?" He asked. His eyes were dark and looked like they were drunk with desire.

She nodded her head twice.

“Come here. Sit on me."