Easy to Love You (Love #2)(36)
Author: Megan Smith

Before I could show her what was wrong, the waitress walked over with our food. She placed it down in front of us, “Is there anything I can get you?”

I looked over at CC and she shook her head no, she still had her feet pressed against me. I didn’t trust my voice so I just shook my head and went to grab my beer off the table to take a swig.

“Babe, you have to move your feet.” I reached down under the table to adjust myself and relieve some of the pressure.

She stuck her bottom lip out, “Fine then.”

She went to go grab her fork but I caught her hand, “My patience is really thin right now. Unless you want me to haul your sexy ass into the bathroom, I suggest you play nice until dinner’s over.”

She blushed, which was doing nothing for my hard on. I let out a frustrated growl and pushed the desire down. Just a little while longer, I’ve waited these last six weeks, another hour wouldn’t kill me.

We finished our dinner in record time, paid the bill as soon as the waitress dropped it on the table and were in the car in less than an hour.

As soon as I shut my door CC was all over me, she twisted her arms behind my neck. She was climbing across the bench seat of my truck; then settled herself on my lap. Times like these I was glad I still had my truck; it was a lot roomier than her SUV.

Between kisses she said, “Take me home. I need you to make love to me.”

I snickered, “Baby, it’s a little hard to do that with you in my lap.”

She took a deep breath while resting forehead to forehead, “Ok, just a few more minutes, right?”

I was glad she was feeling just as caught up in the heat of things as I was, “Just a few minutes.”

She climbed off my lap, settled in her seat and buckled herself in. I started up the truck and made it home in ten minutes, when it should have taken twenty.

21

As soon as we pulled onto our street, I unbuckled my seatbelt and was grabbing for my purse. Dinner had been pure torture; I couldn’t even enjoy it because I was wound so tight. Hunter turned off the ignition and I was out of the truck in a flash, despite the slight pain shooting up my ankle, we met in front of the truck. He grabbed my hand and we walked to the front door, he unlocked it, and I attacked him. I dropped my purse right next to the door and jumped into his arms. He had no problem catching me.

“Damn baby.” He said as I landed in his arms. I couldn’t get close enough to him; I was pulling at his shirt while making love to his mouth. I pulled gently on the little bit of hair Hunter had on his head and that seemed to be his undoing. He slammed me up against the wall, my head thumped against it a little harder than the rest of my body, not painfully though. He pinned me against the wall with his h*ps while he reached behind his head and pulled his black T-shirt off.

I kissed the corner of his mouth, then his cheek. I slid my tongue down his neck; he squeezed my ass hard and moaned. I didn’t even realize we were moving until I felt the stairs against my back. Hunter pulled back and I let him go. He sat up but stayed between my legs, then pulled up my dress, bunching it up high on my thighs. He kissed the inside of each knee and my legs fell open even more, shaking from the anticipation of what was to come.

He was kissing higher and higher, his hands traveled up to my hips. My head fell back against the stairs; he was so close to where I wanted him. He gave my h*ps a squeeze, and then I felt his fingertips dip under the band of my thong and the next second I heard a tear. My head jerked up with surprise, desire pumping through me, and then he was on me, kissing my core. I moaned so loud I’m sure the neighbors thought I was a whore. He ran his tongue into my folds and then I felt a finger slip in me and that was all it took. I came so hard, harder than I ever have.

My body fell limp; Hunter picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He stood me up; careful to make sure I wasn’t too weak. He reached down, grasped my dress and pulled it over my head, leaving me standing before him in just my black lace strapless bra.

Hunter took a step back and went to reach for his belt. I stopped his hand, reaching for the buckle myself, and he let me. Before I started to undo his belt he reached into his back pocket, grabbed his wallet and pulled a condom out. Once he did that I undid it, then his button and then ever so slowly unzipped him. I looked into his eyes while I reached into his boxer briefs; I started pulling them down slowly. Still watching me, he bent down a little and pushed his boxers and jeans down quickly and then stepped out of them.

Damn, he’s gorgeous, bronzed muscles flexing just from the slightest movements. I stood up and placed my hands on his shoulders and slightly turned us so that he was standing with the back of his knees against the bed. I pushed him back and he went with ease, then propped himself up on his elbows. Kneeling down between his legs, I ran my hands up his body as far as I could reach and then slowly back down. I moved as close as I could, Hunter’s eyes on me the whole time. I placed a kiss on his left hip, and then with my tongue I traced the words from his tattoo ‘No Regrets’. Hunter hissed, his body tensed, when I finished with the ‘S’, then he hauled me to the bed and rolled over so I was under him. He paused for a second to put a condom on and then thrust into me. I gasped at the feel of him; it was so tight, just like it was that first time we’d had sex, although this time it didn’t hurt. I lifted my legs, trying to climb higher; he grabbed under my ass and lifted me. He sunk in even deeper than he was; I clamped my legs tighter around him, never wanting him to pull out again.

He grunted from the contact between us. I reached my arms around his neck and pulled him close to me and kissed. His h*ps started moving, slowly at first, then more forcefully. We were both pouring our hearts and souls into this lovemaking. He was demanding with his touches and I was being submissive, I didn’t want it to stop.

“Fuck, CC, I love you.” He whispered as his thrusts got hard and fast.

I loved him and I needed him.

As I was pushing my h*ps up from the bed, matching him thrust for thrust, my cl**ax was climbing closer. Hunter thrust in one last time as we both hit our release together. My body was still trembling while Hunter rested his limp body on mine. I kissed his shoulder and bit down hard as he thrust in again, hard. Then he pulled out ever so slowly and did it once again and I cl**axed for a third time. I cried out his name and he held me as I came back down. My whole body was shaking, I felt weak and sated.

I was barely aware of Hunter rolling off of me, until he slid the covers around us and we both sighed in contentment. I was wrapped in his big, strong arms. I listened to his heartbeat calm, soothing me. My eyes grew heavy and I fell asleep feeling like I was on cloud nine. Everything in life was perfect.