I bite down on the inside of my mouth. My fingers find his belt. “Hunter… I’m quite aware you aren’t just a ranch owner.” I hold his gaze. “You do bad things, and people are scared of you. I don’t care about that. All I care about is who you are to me. I want the real Hunter. That’s all. The one you’ve shown me so far.”
He nods slowly, taking in every word.
“So don’t assess how you think you should act. Just do it. Show me who you are.” I pause. “And in return, I won’t hide who I am from you either.”
He runs his tongue along his teeth. “Sounds like you’re tryin’ to negotiate there.”
I look up at him through my lashes. “I am. Now what do you really want to do with me while I’m standing here, buck ass naked in your bathroom?”
A low groan escapes him as I cup his hard dick through his jeans.
“I wanna taste your sweet pussy, firefly. I want to watch you suck my dick. I want to hear you cry out my goddamn name.” His voice drops. “Mine. I want to come inside you. Make you mine. Tie you up. Spank you. Choke you. Make you cry tears of pleasure, not tears of pain.” He pauses, his jaw flexing. “Fuck. I want everything with you.”
My cheeks burn. My thighs press together. I can’t stand this a second longer. “And you aren’t doing any of that because…”
His fingers trace along my collarbone. Then they wrap around my neck. Just enough to turn me on. To make me more desperate for this man.
This is what I need. Not to feel like some weak girl who ran to him. Not to feel like a burden in his home. I don’t want to feel Reese’s hands on me. I want Hunter’s. All over me. Everywhere.
“Because you’re hurting, firefly. I don’t wanna hurt you anymore. Even by accident. You need calm. You need rest.”
I shake my head and unbuckle his belt. “No, Hunter. I need you. Make me forget about him. Mark me as yours. Reese told me I’d never be yours. Only his. I want to be yours, cowboy.” I hold his stare, run my hands through his thick, dark hair, and tug him down to me. “I dare you. Take me.”
“Fuck it,” he growls.
And then his mouth is on mine. It’s feral. Full of passion and hunger and everything I need to burn Reese’s touch from my skin.
He rips off his shirt and shoves down his jeans, kicking them across the tile floor. He’s almost panting by the time his blue eyes meet mine again. “Fuck. I need you so bad, Lola. I really fuckin’ need you.”
And then he’s back on me. Consuming me in the best possible way. Eliminating everything that happened tonight and replacing it with something so much better. “You need me to stop. You need me to calm down. You fuckin’ tell me, firefly.” He gruffs out, holding my face between his hands.
“Yes, sir. I’ll tell you.”
“Cherries. Say the word cherries, and I’ll stop.”
I nod, and then his lips crash over mine. He lifts me into his arms and carries us both into the bath. The warm water rises around us as he sinks down, pulling me with him, the bubbles swallowing everything below our shoulders.
“Keep that hand out of the water,” he whispers against my lips.
“I know,” I tell him, smiling against his mouth.
I keep my arms around his neck, legs straddling either side of his waist. And I roll my hips. He dips his head into my neck, sinking his teeth in.
I tip my head back and give him everything.
“I wanted to take care of you,” he mumbles into the curve of my throat.
“You are.”
His tongue drags up my throat to my jaw. His hand finds my breast, rolling my nipple between his fingers until my spine arches and a moan slips out of me that echoes off the tile. He shifts me slightly, dragging himself along me, teasing me until I’m biting my lip so hard it stings. “Such a good girl for me, ain’t ya?”
I nod. And the tip pushes against my entrance, and my eyes water.
“Look at me,” he orders.
And I do.
I don’t break eye contact as he sinks inside me, one hand holding me still, the other guiding himself in. The stretch of him fills me completely, and I suck in a sharp breath.