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light.
    I ran my hand over his bulge, deliciously hard. It was all the answer I needed.
    He scooped me up and carried me to the couch. Once there, he set me down on my feet and kissed
    down my neck before sliding his lips over my collarbone. Air caressed my skin as he worked my
    blouse open. Then his hands felt up the outside of my thighs.
    I worked his buttons down, opening his shirt to reveal smooth skin. His glorious pecs and cut abs
    greeted me. I kissed down his chest as I undid his pants. Reaching in, I captured his smooth shaft.
    He moaned softly. I stroked as I ran my tongue around first one of his nipples, then the other. I ran my palm over his pec again. His chest might’ve been cut from stone; it was so perfect while being
    intoxicatingly warm.
    I straightened up to capture his lips. I lifted my skirt so his manhood could reach between my
    thighs, rubbing just right.
    “We need to go easy, okay, baby?” Hunter murmured, lowering himself to sit on the couch.
    “Not that easy,” I responded, straddling him. I gyrated my hips forward, reaching behind me and through my legs, capturing his hard cock against my lace-covered core. I kissed him harder, needing
    him. Loving him with everything I had and wanting to show it.
    Without preamble, I pulled my panties to the side and angled up. His tip slid across my wetness. I
    moaned, directing it to my opening, and then sat down.
    “Hmm, Livy,” Hunter said against my lips. “I love you.”
    I ran my fingers through his hair as I let my head fall back, savoring the feeling of him filling me up. I moved my hips in a slow circle, enjoying the friction. Feeling the intimacy with Hunter, I rose before lowering again, straight down, taking him deeply into me. I moaned as my body tightened up.
    I pushed his head back so I had better access to his lips. I took him deep before backing off. Deep
    again, then back, loving the feeling of him inside me. I nibbled his lips as cracks started to work
    through me, the pleasure coursing, eroding my control. The kisses became more fervent. I invaded his mouth with my tongue as I moved up and down.
    “Oh,” I sighed, the desire rushing now. My movements became rougher. I sat and pulled back up,
    tightening up. Needing him. Needing to finish.
    “Yes, Hunter,” I exulted, closing my eyes and tugging on his hair. I crashed into him now,
    everything condensing. My body on fire. His lips on mine. “Oh, yes. Just a bit—”
    I squeezed my eyes shut as the pleasure turned white hot. I panted, my heart beating faster, love
    filling me up. The sensations unfurled and took me higher. Blanking out my mind. All I knew was him
    and pleasure.
    “Almost… Almost…” I strove harder, him inside of me, the friction exquisite. The couch
    squealed as it rocked against the floor.
    I blasted apart, everything exploding into pleasure so intense it fused my jaw shut. Every muscle
    flexed over him. I shook with my release as he tensed in climax under me, the orgasm so intense I
    couldn’t even cry out.
    I slumped forward. Another wave of pleasure washed over me, making me tremble. Finally, I
    started to relax in the glow of one awesome fucking orgasm.
    “Holy crap.” I gave another little tremor as I melted around him.
    “We should fight more often. Makeup sex really is everything it’s made out to be.”
    I laughed softly and threw my arms around him. “I love you, Hunter.”
    He kissed me softly and sat idly for a moment. I knew his mind had probably already turned to
    work, but he was giving me a second in the afterglow. It was quite a difference from the first time we were together.
    “How do you feel?” Hunter asked after a few minutes of quiet. “Any cramping or signs of
    danger?”
    “I feel good. No discomfort. No pain.”
    “Good.” He kissed my temple and I knew he’d reached his limit.
    I got up with a grin. “You made it five minutes that time. That has to be a record.”
    His scowl wasn’t the response I was looking for.