Hunter & Holt: A New Adult Romance by S Cinders

Author:S Cinders [Cinders, S]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-03-07T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12 - SAM

So, my ‘do something nice for someone else' plan to make dinner... sucked total butt, and I wrecked Holt's best pan. I also may have burned a small hole in the carpet where the pan got tossed the first time I dropped it, but when I moved the couch over you totally couldn't see it anymore. And I do not feel obligated to tell Holt about it.

“Shit, Holt… I need to tell you something. Don’t get mad.”

I can feel his eyes on me. DAMN! There go my panties! I swear this is why we need to have better boundaries because I am not going to be able to tell him what I need to. I am going to have my mouth full of his dick and seriously why do his arms look so amazing?

Shit on a stick, what am I doing?

“Hunter, what is it?”

Does his voice sound lower, or is it just me?

“I burned your carpet?”

"Is that a question?" he is smiling. I want to eat his face off. He shouldn't have fed me pizza it's a total turn on to feed a girl.

Or let’s face it, Holt is a walking wet dream - for girls.

"No, I actually burned it. Are we okay for sex again, or are we having it too much?"

Maybe I shouldn’t have blurted it out like that, but I was working on being the better person and all.

"I was ready the moment the moment I walked in the door, and I saw you were standing there wearing my sweatshirt," he pulled me off the couch cushion next to him so that I was straddling his lap. "And then you sat next to me and for an entire hour ate pizza with your tiny pink thong flashing me every other bite. That's a lot to take in, Hunt."

I smirked a little, "Sorry about that. I was starving."

His eyes were ravenous, “So am I.”

His mouth closed on mine as his hands grabbed my ass and he ground against me. His dick was rock hard, and I wondered if he could tell how wet I was for him. His kiss was wild, dominant as he showed me just how much he wanted me. His hands couldn't stay still, and it was moments before he lifted the sweatshirt up and off me.

My breasts bounced, and suddenly I was sitting on him in only my thong. What I picture I must have made. I shivered and covered my aching nipples, they had beaded to diamond hardness, but Holt pulled my wrists behind my back with one of his large hands. I had to look down twice to make sure that my pink panties were still on because I was confident that they had somehow dissolved by now.

His huge dick was pressing up into me, and I couldn't help but squirm around on his lap.

“You are killing me, Hunt,” his voice was ragged.

He kept me wrists held tight and then started an assault on my breasts like no other. He drew patterns on my skin with his nails coming close to my nipples but not touching them.

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