Here’s the scene my editor told me to cut! She felt it happened too early, and she was right!

I take a stride too and then Kate’s in my arms, her arms wound around my neck, and our mouths crash together.

I make a low noise as I crush her to me, devouring her mouth, sliding my tongue inside, tasting her. She whimpers, opening to me, her tongue playing with mine.

My dick presses into her eagerly and she arches closer. I slide my mouth to her cheek, her jaw, then her throat as her head falls back.

“Oh God.”

I suck gently on delicate skin, then lick her.

“I’m a mess,” she says.

“You’re gorgeous.” I nip her shoulder.

My hands go to her tight little ass again and I hoist her up. She immediately wraps her legs around me. I walk to the other door off the living room in the assumption it’s her bedroom, pushing the door fully open with one foot.

Yep. Nice big bed, right there. It’s a small room, only a couple of steps until we fall onto the mattress together, arms and legs twined around each other, kissing desperately, hands roaming everywhere.

Oh fuck. Oh Jesus. She feels fucking amazing, her mouth hot and wet and delicious, her taut body arching and pressing into me. Her hands slide under my T-shirt and up my back, sending tingles shooting down my spine to my balls. I roll her under me, pinning her to the bed, and she parts her legs so that I fit perfectly between them, my aching cock against her soft center.

After more long kisses, I push up and grab the hem of her top. Watching her face, I draw it up and over her head. She lifts to help me, then lays beneath me in a beige lace bra with barely-there cups. Another groan rumbles its way up from my chest as I study her sweet cleavage and firmly-muscled torso. Desperate for more, I bend to plant a hot, open-mouthed kiss between her tits, breathing in the scent of her skin.

My stubble scrapes over the inner curves of her breasts and I kiss her nipples through her bra. Her hips move on the bed, her back arching, and she reaches behind her to flick open the fastener.

“Thank you,” I murmur, tugging the lace away from her.

Now her perfect breasts are bare and sweet mother of fuck…I may have seen them before, but right now, I’m just in total fucking awe.

My entire body is on fire. Electricity tightens every nerve ending.

“Kate.” I close my eyes briefly. “I want to fuck you so bad. But…I want to make sure…”

I open my eyes to peer into hers.

KATE

I hold Hunter’s gaze steadily. “I’m sure.” I lift a hand and place it on his cheek.

Relief washes over his face, which is extremely gratifying. He wants me too.

He makes quick work of getting off my shorts and thong, tossing them aside. On his knees, he reaches behind his neck and pulls his T-shirt off. I press my hands to his bare chest, a freakin’ work of art. When I rub my hands over his pecs, his eyelids grow heavy. I like that.

I lower my hands to his jeans and open the button and then the fly. His cock is an enormous bulge in his boxers and a shiver of excitement runs through me.

He grabs his wallet and retrieves a condom before rolling over to kick off his jeans.

“Oh, good thinking.” I pluck it from his fingers, eager to touch him and put the condom on.

Now we’re both naked. My gaze slides over him, from carved pecs to ridged abs to the thick but neat dark hair above his cock. His beautiful, thick, long cock with its perfectly ridged crown and pulsing veins. He moves back between my legs, on his knees, his thigh muscles solid and bunched.

I touch him, licking my lips, which makes his eyes flare hot. Curling my fingers around his shaft, I stroke him, once, twice, reveling in the heat and virility beneath my hand. “So beautiful,” I whisper. I want to taste him. Suck him. But my pussy is pulsing and aching with need. I need him to fuck me.

I open the package and carefully roll the condom on. His jaw is clenched when I look up at him. I smile. “You okay, Morrissette?”

His lips twitch. “I won’t be for long if you keep touching me like that.”

I brush my fingers over his taut balls, eliciting a sharp hiss from him. He nudges my thighs farther apart with his knees and I drop my arms, lie back, and gaze up at him. His face is tight, his eyes blazing. His body is an inverted V against the light filtering through the blinds on my window, broad shoulders, narrow hips. I want to touch him everywhere. I feel overwhelmed with the need swelling inside me, as if I can never get enough of him.

“You’re beautiful,” he rasps. He trails a finger between my breasts. “Perfect. Sweet.” And he leans down to suck a nipple into his mouth.

A jolt of sensation shoots through me. My back arches and a cry falls from my lips.

He tugs and licks and nips the sensitive tip, covering my other tit with his hand, squeezing then plucking that nipple. I’m a whore for breast play, my nipples so sensitive, and having both of them toyed with at the same time sends aching pulls of longing to my womb.

He shifts his mouth to my other breast, pinches the wet nipple as he sucks the other and I’m on sensory overload. My inner muscles clamp down hard with desire, my clit pulsing.

“Oh God!” I cry. “That’s so good…” I make some unintelligible noises as he plays with me for long, stretched out moments until I’m throbbing with sweet, mindless, desperate need. “I need you…inside me…please.”

“Mmm.” He kisses his way down my stomach, nuzzles the triangle of dark hair on my mound, then pushes my thighs apart with his big hands to study me. “You’re ready.”

“Oh my God, I’m beyond ready! I’m dying.”

He laughs softly, parting me with his thumbs. “Oh yeah. You’re ready. Look how wet and swollen you are. Gorgeous.”

His words only inflame me more.

When he lowers his head and licks me, I nearly shoot up off the bed. I grab his head and hold on. “Hunter…”

“Mmm. So sweet.” His hands hold my hips as he licks more, probes with his tongue, then slides it over my clit.

“Aaaaah!”

He teases and tastes and tongues me until I’m vibrating. I feel my orgasm hovering on the edges, but I need more…

“Fill me up. Fuck me.”

“Yeah.” Satisfaction thickens his voice as he moves again, closer, taking his cock in his hand to slide the head up and down through my wet pussy. I tip my hips up to give him access and he prods gently at my opening, then pushes in. “Fuck, Kate…”

My eyes are heavy but I watch his face, the way his eyelids lower, his mouth firms, his jaw contracts. Then he looks back at me. Our eyes meet and something sharp and sweet pierces me.

My lungs constrict. I lick my lips, our gazes locked on each other. He penetrates me deeper, stretching me, filling me, so completely and intimately I can’t breathe. Can’t think.

We’ve done this before. So long ago, though, it’s almost like we’re two different people now. And yet we’re the same.

He stretches out over me, big and heavy, his elbows on the mattress, his hands smoothing the hair back from my forehead as he kisses me. I hook my ankles at the small of his back and wrap my arms around him. Our mouths join, cling, and part, again and again as he touches my face, then kisses my jaw and my neck. I release my ankles and smooth my hands up and down his sides, enjoying the feel of his muscles and warm skin. He pulls back to stare down at me and I smile and slide my fingers through his thick hair.

He moves inside me, slowly, easing out and then back in. It’s delicious friction as he glides over sensitive nerve endings and then as he pushes deep, he hits a spot inside me that’s almost unbearably lovely. Our mouths barely touch as we move together, slowly at first. Then he pushes up onto straight arms and drives in harder. Faster. The bed bounces in an erotic rhythm.

I grab his thighs, then his waist, watching his face tighten. God. God. He’s beautiful, so vital and strong. Sensation pulls tight inside me, coiling, and I tilt my pelvis more so he presses my clit on every downstroke. It only takes a few strokes and I’m blowing up, that hot spiral inside me bursting open, flooding my body with pleasure. It washes down my legs, making them weak, my heart pounding. I can’t stop the noises I make as I come so hard I’m blind, gripping Hunter’s shoulders and hanging on as if I’m unwinding so fast I’ll fly away.

He presses a hard kiss to my mouth as shudders wrack me, then a gentler, lingering kiss. He pushes back onto his knees, holding my legs as he drives into me, his face intent and focused, his mouth open as his own orgasm breaks over him. He shouts, his head falling back, his body tensing as he holds himself deep inside me and pulses. I squeeze him with my inner muscles, and he groans.

Seconds later he stretches out beside me, pulling me into my side so he’s still inside me. I hook a leg over his hip and bury my face in his neck, both of us still breathing hard, still vibrating.

I struggle for words. Not usually a problem for me.

Hunter’s hand cups the back of my head in a gesture that’s surprisingly tender and makes my heart ping. “Wow.”

“Mmmhmm.” That was definitely a wow.

He shifts and uses his fingers to tilt my chin up so he can see my eyes. “You okay?”

“Oh hell yeah.”

His lips curve into a sexy smile. “Okay, good. That was…”

“What?”

“Unplanned. Unexpected.”

I suck on my bottom lip. “Unwanted?”

“No!” His eyebrows pull together. “Hell, no.” His eyes search my face. “For you?”

“I think it wasn’t the smartest thing to do.” I hold his gaze. “But I didn’t say no.”

“That’s not a resounding endorsement.”

“I’m sorry. That’s not what I meant. Obviously I wanted it.” I touch my fingertips to his stubbled jaw. “I wanted it…you…so much that it overcame my better judgment.”

He closes his fingers around mine and moves them to his lips to kiss the tips. “Do you mean because you’re my agent now?”

“Yes. That…and our past. We did this once before…and you left.”

His eyes widen, then close. “I did. That was shitty timing.”

“I understand why you had to go.”

“Of course you do. But it was still shitty.”

I give a tiny nod. We’ve just been incredibly intimate, but I need to guard some tender parts of my heart. I don’t want to admit to him how hurt I was. “It’s okay. We both knew it was just that one crazy night. We were both heading in different directions in our lives.”

“Yeah.” His eyes are still shadowed as he brushes his knuckles over my cheek. “I missed you, Katertot.”

His words and the nickname brings an unexpected sting to the corners of my eyes. I blink them back. “I missed you, too.”

“I know you sort of work for me now…but it doesn’t feel like that. It feels like you have the power.”

I turn my head slowly side to side. “I like to think of it as a partnership.”

He purses his lips. “Yeah. That’s a good way to think of it. Partners. And…I’m not cutting out this time.”

“What does that mean?” Might as well be up front here.

“I mean…I like being with you. Spending time with you. Laughing with you.” He dips his head to rub his nose alongside mine. “Fucking you.”

I press my lips together. “That sounds like…” I stop.

“Yeah. Is that okay?”

I search inside myself. I’ve liked Hunter for so long. I maybe could have fallen in love with him if things had been different in college. Maybe I did fall for him, a little bit, that night. I know it’s taking a risk. But maybe we can do this. “Yeah. That’s okay.”

“Good.” He kisses my forehead.

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