Protecting Her - Alexis Noelle Page 0,24

the window. I touch his shoulder and seem to jolt him out of whatever state he was in.

“You ready?” No. I want to ask him about Amy. I want to help him through whatever battle he is fighting in his head, but I have a feeling that asking him right now would not end well.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” We take the elevator downstairs and I can hear the crowd outside. One of the main things that was nice about yesterday was that I didn’t have to deal with anyone being all over me. Meeting Hunter’s friends yesterday was great. I fell into an easy relationship with them. Jules had talked to me about Hunter and his whore ways. I couldn’t help but laugh and cringe at some of the stories her and Lacey would tell.

Hunter grabs my hand, leading me through the mob and safely getting me into the car. When he gets in the other side, I smile at him.

“What?”

“You’re getting good at this, slug.” I laugh as I repeat the name his friends gave him.

“Watch it, cupcake. I still have a wild side you have no idea about.” His eyes roam my body and I can feel a blush slowly spreading across my skin. “You need it? You want to forget everything and lose yourself? Tell me what you want, babe?”

I look toward the front, sending the privacy wall up. “God yes. I want you.”

He laughs in my ear. “Hmmm, my greedy girl can’t wait till tonight? I’m not going to give you my dick in the back of this car because I don’t have nearly enough room for what I want to do to you.” I groan a sigh of disappointment. When I look over at Hunter, he is no longer next to me. “Over here.”

I look in front of me and he is crouched on the floor of the SUV. His hands move to the waistband of my jeans, pulling them and my panties down to my ankles. His head is positioned between my legs and he licks his lips as he looks up at me.

“You better hold onto something, cupcake.” Before I can reply he dips his head, running his tongue along me, parting my lips with it. His fingers enter me as he slowly circles my clit with the tip of his tongue. I rise off the seat but his hand grip my hips, holding me in place. I start to moan, gripping onto the head rest behind me and digging my fingers into the fabric. His tongue begins to dart in and out of me and he circles my clit, pressing down hard intermittently. My legs start to tense up as the orgasm starts to build. My breathing starts to speed up and I scream his name as I fall over the edge into ecstasy.

Hunter looks up at me, smiling. “Sweet as a fucking cupcake.”

This man just might be the death of me.

Chapter Thirteen

Hunter

Watching her fall apart in the car after hearing her ask for it has my dick rock hard. This day needs to fly by so I can take her tonight. Telling her what I did last night scared the shit out of me, but after she said yes, my nerves calmed. Until this morning.

That fucking rose. Whoever the asshole is, I will not let him get to her. When the detective started questioning me, it took everything I had to keep my cool. Once he asked me about Amy, I lost it. I know I should probably talk to Sam about it. I could tell by the look on her face that she wanted to ask me about it. I’m just not ready.

The fact that someone is after Sam and I have no idea who it is, is making me feel helpless. I can’t let her down the way I did Amy. I can’t lose her too. I have to keep her safe. As we walk from the car into the building, my eyes are scanning the area, making sure that everything is okay. When we get in, someone runs up to us, ushering Sam into the dressing room and leaving me there, feeling lost.

“Can I help you?” I look to my side to see a brunette in a barely there dress.

“I’m here with Samantha Baker for her photo shoot. Where should I wait?”

The girl’s eyes seem to assess me before she gives me a slutty ass smile. “You could always come and hang out in my room.