A hand of his curls around my breast. He flicks my hard nipple through the dress, every motion shooting more arousal straight to my core. I hump him, parting my legs unashamedly.

  Hunter wastes no time. His strong hand slides under my dress and he gets rid of my panties. The flimsy fabric hangs around my foot. Hunter soaks his fingers in my arousal and teases my throbbing clit, eliciting shivers of delight that race down my spine.

  It’s absolute bliss. My body melts. I grind against his fingers, desperate for more.

  “That’s it,” he growls against my ear. “You like my fingers on your wet pussy, don’t you? You like it when I twist your little nipples like this?” And he does as he says, playing with my sensitive breasts.

  My head is empty. There are no thoughts, just lust, bright red and sultry.

  “Please, Hunter... I need you inside me,” I beg, almost tearing up.

  “How could I say no when you beg like this?” he growls, but his voice falters at the end and I know he’s hanging on by a thread, too.

  Hunter positions himself at my entrance. I gasp, his thick cockhead forcing me open. His fingers never stop, taking me higher and higher.

  Hunter enters me deliberately, the thickness of his cock stretching me deliciously as he fills me. A long moan escapes me, my head falling back against his shoulder.

  He holds me close, a grunt vibrating through his chest. Hunter stops once he’s seated inside me. The sensation is impossible to describe, a mix of bliss and sweet agony that makes me crave more.

  It’s overwhelming.

  As Hunter holds still, he continues to work his magic on my clit, coaxing my arousal to new heights. My body trembles with each stroke, every teasing touch pushing me closer to the edge.

  “Please, please, please,” I repeat over and over, a prayer as I try to move my hips.

  But Hunter holds them in place, keeping me locked against his body. “Shh,” he blows against my ear, his beard scratching me oh so deliciously. “You first. You always come first. Are you ready to come for me?”

  “Yes,” I blurt out, my voice breathy, desperate.

  “Are you going to cream my cock?” He skates his fingers over my clit and I teeter on the edge, curling my toes, slamming my eyes shut.

  “Yes!”

  “Then do it. Come around my cock. It’s the only cock that’ll make you come for the rest of your life.”

  And his words make me burst open. My climax brings a cry of ecstasy that echoes through the room, my inner walls clenching around him as waves of pleasure crash over me.

  “Fuck,” he pants against me, and, with a shudder, Hunter’s load explodes inside me. I gasp, the heat almost too much. My pussy clamps down around him, aftershocks popping like fireworks.

  “That was so good,” he murmurs into my ear. “You feel so fucking good around me.”

  “Please, love,” I pant, my body still quivering from the intensity of my orgasm. “Fuck me. Now. I can’t take it anymore.”

  His lips brush my ear. “Do you need me to fuck you?”

  “So much. I need you so much.”

  “Then beg, spitfire.”

  “Please!” I cry out, no dignity left, no fire, but the one burning between my hips. “Please, please, fuck me!”

  He growls in satisfaction. “That’s my girl.”

  HUNTER

  My cock throbs with a desperate ache as I watch Natalie’s flushed face. I carry her to the bedroom and lie her down gently. But my girl doesn’t care for gentleness now.

  She chucks her dress and bra away before stretching out on the bed, her red cheeks robbing me of breath.

  She’s fucking perfection. Full, perfect breasts, those hard nipples ready to be sucked. Round hips, those thick thighs I can’t wait to see around my head.

  And that sweet pussy, fucking hell.

  But there’s something else, too. I can’t ignore she’s pregnant. That gives me pause.

  “Sweetheart... I’m not sure if it’s safe to do this while you’re pregnant,” I confess, my voice strained. “Is there a limit? Something I should... not do?” Fuck, I didn’t look that up.

  I researched a lot of things about pregnancy, but I didn’t search for this. I never expected she’d want to fuck me.

  Her huge green eyes meet mine, and she licks her swollen lips. “Hunter, it’s safe, I promise. It’s just about what I’m comfortable with, and I’ll only be comfortable when you put your cock back inside me.”

  That’s all it takes. The dam breaks, and I crash into her, kissing her hard.

  “God, you’re beautiful,” I breathe, bending down and taking one hardened nipple into my mouth. She’s so sensitive that her entire body shudders, and she lets out a throaty moan, sounding like she’s on the brink of an orgasm already.

  “Please, love,” she begs, her voice thick with lust. The scent of her arousal hits me like a freight train, and I dive in, licking her pussy like a man possessed.

  “Ah! Yes!” she cries out, gripping my hair as she rides my face. It’s a bit awkward with her pregnant belly, but we make do.

  I eat her up, my tongue lashing out at her clit, taking the remnants of her orgasm and firing them up. Natalie climaxes within moments, her body quaking with ecstasy.

  “Fuck, love,” I groan as I straighten up. The sight of her quivering sends a jolt of electricity through my veins. I strip off my clothes, and she races her hands down my torso.

  The way she admires me makes me want to puff out my chest, and I promise myself I’ll make her feel sexy every day of her life, too.

  “Condom?” I ask, trying to catch my breath. My rational mind is still fighting for control, but it’s losing ground fast.

  “No,” she gasps, pulling me closer. “I want you, all of you, right now.”

  Her words ignite something primal inside me, and I can’t hold back any longer. I position myself at her entrance, watching her eyes widen in anticipation.

  With one smooth thrust, I enter her, our bodies melding together like they were always meant to be this way.

  “Ah! Hunter, you... it feels so amazing!” Natalie moans out loud, her fingers digging into my shoulders. The sensation of her tight, wet heat wrapped around me is more than I’ve ever imagined, and I can’t help but let out a growl of deep satisfaction.

  “Does it? Do you like my cock inside you?”

  “So much!”

  “You’re so needy for my cock,” and I start to pump, dragging my cock out of her before thrusting home. “And you’re so naughty. Begging for it like this. Did you know that?”

  Her cheeks flush darker and she bites her lip, nodding. The sight of her surrendering to her desires sends my head spinning.

  I pull her onto my lap, taking control and guiding her hips as she moves up and down. Natalie weighs nothing in my arms and I take all the work from her, my hands clamping around her hips.

  I hold Natalie close, my fingers tracing the delicate curve of her lower back as I guide her movements. The slick heat of her pussy sliding up and down my throbbing cock is intoxicating. I’m drowning in her.

  “Oh, Hunter,” she moans, her voice raspy. “You feel so incredible inside me.”

  Her words are like gasoline on an already raging fire. I can tell she’s close, her body trembling with anticipation as she clenches around me.

  So, I tilt her hips until her clit hits my pelvis with every thrust. Natalie moans louder and I smirk.

  “That’s it. That’s a good girl. Get yourself off on me.”

  I move her hips against mine as we climb pleasure together. With one last thrust, she shatters, and it’s my name that spills out of her mouth.

  “God, Hunter!” she cries out, her nails digging into my shoulders as she rides the crest of her orgasm. Her tight walls pulse around me, and it’s all I need to let go.

  I groan, my entire body tensing as pleasure floods my senses, and I come hard, filling her again.

  “Christ, spitfire,” I pant, still holding her close even as our bodies begin to calm. “That was... fuck, that was amazing.”

  Natalie smiles against my lips. “I love you.”

  “Love you too, sweetheart.” My heart swells with a warmth I’ve never felt before, the sincerity of her words leaving me feeling vulnerable yet stronger than ever.

  As I lay her down on the bed, I place a gentle kiss on her forehead before pulling out slowly. A part of me still worries I might have hurt her or the baby. I’m not exactly a small guy.

  The sight of my come dripping from her soaked pussy causes a primal growl to escape my lips. Something stirs deep within me.

  “God, I love seeing you like this,” I admit, unable to tear my eyes away.

  “Do you like this?” She smiles sleepily. “Do you promise to keep coming inside me like this?”

  “Fuck, sweetheart, I promise,” I groan, the sight of her so full and satisfied making me want her all over again.

  I slide a finger into her slick folds. Slowly, I push my come inside her. It’s stupid and primal, but the sight makes my cock jump. Natalie gasps at the sensation, her pussy squeezing around my finger in response. Her breath comes in short, needy pants, and I can’t help but grin wickedly as she arches off the mattress.

  “Look at you, all needy,” I tease, my voice laced with seduction. “Guess that wasn’t enough.”

  Natalie opens her heavy-lidded eyes, a sexy smirk on her face. “I’ll never have enough of you.”

  I climb on top of her, pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth. “Good. Because I’m far from done.”

  EPILOGUE

  HUNTER

  Three Months Later

  The sterile smell of the hospital room hangs in the air, but it ain’t enough to deter my focus from Natalie. Her blond hair cascades around her face like a halo, and her pink cheeks are still flushed.

  She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. A sunrise after the darkest night. I can’t tear my eyes away from her.

  God, the strength of this woman! Such a small woman, so fragile, and she pushed a healthy baby out of her. A whole human being.

  I’m still shocked. Through it all, I held her hand, but I still can only half-believe it. I can only half believe I’m this lucky. That this amazing woman really wanted me with her in this most vulnerable time.

  And she was so strong. So fucking strong. I can only stare at her in amazement.

  The door swings open, and the nurse strides in, her white shoes squeaking on the linoleum floor. Natalie stirs, her green eyes fluttering open. The sight of her half-awake makes my chest tighten, like I’m being bound by some invisible force.

  I lean in and make sure that her pillows are fluffy and her covers are keeping her warm. The place is chilly and I want her comfortable.

  “Is it time for dinner? She should eat, shouldn’t she?” I ask the nurse, my voice rougher than usual. “She needs to keep her strength up.”

  “Of course,” the nurse replies, chuckling at my eagerness. “Don’t you worry. I haven’t forgotten her dinner. You remind me of my husband when our first was born. New fathers always fuss about.”

  Natalie scratches sleep off her eyes as she tries to sit up. I’m quick to help her. The nurse checks her vitals with a soft smile.

  “Don’t worry, Dad,” the nurse tells me. “Women are strong. Everything is in order for you to take your family home tomorrow morning.”

  “Already?” Isn’t this too soon? Shouldn’t she stay a few days so they’re sure she’s okay?

  The nurse waves me off. “The doctor will come talk to you tomorrow. Don’t worry. Now, dinner is in order.” The nurse turns to Natalie with that same motherly smile. “What do you think, dear? Ready to hold your baby?”

  Natalie lights up like a Christmas tree. “Yes, please!” Natalie replies with her voice growing stronger, her green eyes sparkling with anticipation. The sight of her so excited makes my heart race. I squeeze her hand in mine.

  The nurse returns with our tiny bundle wrapped in soft blankets. She picks the baby up and gently places him into Natalie’s waiting arms. The room seems to hold its breath.

  Natalie gazes down at her son, her face glowing like the sun breaking through storm clouds. Her eyes brim with tears as she strokes his cheek, lost in awe and love.

  The nurse excuses herself, and then it’s only us. Only our little family.

  “Would you like to hold him?” she whispers at me, her green eyes soft with love.

  I reach out, and she hands me the baby. My body trembles with both nerves and excitement.

  As I hold the baby boy, I know it. I feel it deep in my bones. He’s my son. This boy is my son, and I already love him more than I thought possible.

  I sit on the edge of the bed and pull Natalie against me. She leans closer and the three of us share the same air and the same warmth.

  This is the happiest moment of my life. I can’t help but tear up, love filling my chest until it spills.

  I kiss Natalie’s temple as she adjusts the covers around the baby’s face. Our baby’s face.

  “I love you,” I whisper into her hair.

  She looks up at me, those green eyes I love so much burning like the sun. And she doesn’t have to say anything. I feel it. This love that has claimed me.

  EPILOGUE

  NATALIE

  Ten Years Later

  The unmistakable aroma of freshly baked cookies wafts to my nose as I bustle around the kitchen, making last-minute preparations.

  I love it whenever Abigail and Noah visit, but we have five kids among us now, and that means lots of snacks. It’s always an adventure. Opening the oven, I pull the cookies out.

  My heart swells with pride at the sight of my handiwork, a veritable feast laid out on the counter. I’ve been trying my hand at pastry and I’ve decorated so many cupcakes I don’t think we’re eating them all in a week.

  “Kids!” I call out, hoping they’re close enough to hear me. I loved the old house, but we had to move when I got pregnant again. We needed the space. “You guys better be getting ready!”

  “Relax,” Hunter drawls as he saunters into the room. “The little rascals are ready. Parked in front of the TV, noses deep in their video game.”

  I shake my head, but can’t help grinning. “You spoil them rotten, you know.”

  “Guilty as charged,” he admits, the corners of his mouth quirking up into that irresistible grin. “But, you know, here and there, I must spoil their mother rotten, too, and that’s how I create time for it.”

  Before I know it, Hunter’s towering form closes in, pinning me against the cool granite countertop. A mischievous glint dances in his deep blue eyes, sending shivers down my spine.

  “Oh,” I blow out, lowering my voice. “So it was a plan.”

  He smirks. “We’ve got about fifteen minutes before our guests arrive. Any ideas on how we can spend that time?” His breath is warm on my skin, teasing tendrils of hair brushing against my ear.

  My cheeks grow warm as desire flares within me. The playful banter between us feels electric, charged with a current that threatens to sweep me off my feet.

  “Well, I’m not sure,” I tease, trying to ignore the way my heart races in my chest. “What do you propose?”

  Hunter’s hungry smile tells me he expected this answer. A hand of his traces down my hip and up the inside of my thigh, under my skirt. I shiver when his fingertips brush against my covered slit.

  My husband’s lips stroke up the column of my neck. “I adore when you shiver like this against me. And I know it’s because we can be caught at any moment.” His whispers grow heated against my ear. “The kids are just around the corner. Abigail and Noah are on their way. One of the neighbors might knock... We never know.”

  I grab onto his shirt, my nipples tightening against my bra. “Oh, Hunter,” I breathe out, parting my legs wider.

  He presses two fingers to my pussy, tracing my slit up and down, teasing, teasing. “That’s it. I love the way you moan my name. It’ll never get old.”

  Hunter moves his hands and dips his fingers into my panties. I gasp and he kisses me, devouring the sound. The counter digs against my hip painfully, but my husband’s fingers circle my clit and I might be losing my head.

  My eyes roll back in bliss. His other hand finds my breast, flicking my nipple with his thumb. He’s so good at this. My husband is so good at reading exactly what I need, how I want it, how hard... He’s taken his time to learn, to study. And I love him for that.

  Hunter manhandles me behind the counter. He shoves some dishes out of the way and bends me over. I gasp, looking over my shoulder at him.

  He smirks. “If you don’t make a sound, there’ll be no problem.”

  He pins me down, a hand between my shoulder blades, the other between my thighs. Hunter shoves my panties down around my knees and his fingers find my entrance and I lose it.

  I have to bite down hard on my bottom lip. A moan climbs my throat, and it takes everything in me not to let it escape. Hunter plays me, teasing me to the edge of an orgasm, holding me there...

  And when I’m about to go, he shoves his pants down and enters me.

  I choke on his name. My husband pounds into me mercilessly. That’s how I like it when we don’t have time. Hard, raw. He thrusts harder, his thick cock stretching me. It’s heaven.

  My inner walls flutter around him. I cover my mouth with both hands. Hunter reaches up and grabs my shoulders, keeping me in place as he ravishes me.

  I come undone, climaxing around his cock so hard my knees give off. But Hunter keeps me up. He always does.

  With a male grunt that gives me goosebumps, he pours his load into me. Hot and thick. A second later, he pulls out and adjusts my panties around my hips once more. I’m still shaking, but he’s already zipped himself up and made sure my clothes are in place.

  Hunter smiles, that wicked, wicked smile I love. “You’re such a good girl for me,” he teases, knowing that nickname gets me going.

 

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