Undercover Texas - By Robin Perini Page 0,48
course,” her husband said. “I’m ready when you’re ready, my love.”
“If Hunter doesn’t call soon, we may be screwed.”
“He’ll call, Leona. He trusts you.”
“I hope so. Once he calls, we have to move fast. We have to end Hunter Graham once and for all.”
Chapter Nine
Hunter couldn’t believe the words coming from Erin’s lips.
“Love me,” she whispered.
How could he resist?
He folded his arms around her and took possession of her mouth in a way that had haunted his dreams for far too long.
She whimpered against his lips and he pulled back. “Did I hurt you?”
Her eyes shone with unshed tears. “Don’t stop. I’ve waited forever to feel this way again.”
“So have I, sweetheart, so have I.”
Unwilling to release her, Hunter walked her into the small bedroom. He closed them in and flipped on a small bedside lamp. The log walls were enveloped in a soft light, bathing her hair so it glimmered like strands of sunlight.
He thrust his fingers into the softness and captured her gaze. “Last chance, but please don’t ask me not to make love to you.”
“Make me forget, Hunter. Make me forget everything but you. At least for tonight.”
Hunter backed them against the edge of the bed and fell back, Erin sprawled on top of him. “Take what you want,” he murmured. “I’m all yours.”
She grinned and straddled his hips. He could feel her heat beneath the thin nightshirt. She squirmed on top of him, and his body surged into hardness.
“You want me,” Erin said. She bent over him, and the soft curves of her breasts pressed into his chest.
Hunter couldn’t wait to see her any longer. He lifted the long T-shirt over her head. He cupped her weight in his hand and kissed the soft arc, working his way down. His tongue flicked her hardened nipple, and Erin let out a small gasp.
Her hips ground against him. “Don’t make me wait. Not this time.”
He flipped her beneath him and nuzzled her neck. His jeans-covered leg slid between hers and he pressed against her.
She let out a soft groan and arched up. He’d forgotten how giving, how passionate, how open she was to his touch. “You are truly beautiful.”
“And you are too dressed,” Erin said softly. She flicked open one button, then the next and the next, easing his shirt off his shoulders. Hunter shrugged out of the garment. Erin’s fingers went to the button of his jeans. She scraped a knuckle down his zipper.
He couldn’t stop the low groan. “Don’t, or this will be over before we start.”
She stilled and within seconds, Hunter had shucked his pants. He settled between her thighs, his entire body hard; then he groaned.
“Condom,” he moaned.
“Please, tell me you have one.”
He shook his head. “I haven’t been with anyone since...” He glanced away. He hadn’t wanted anyone, not after Erin. He’d gone out with a couple of women, trying to forget, but those emerald eyes would not leave his memory.
Her eyes widened and she let her head fall back. “Me, either.”
Hunter moved to the side. “I won’t be careless with you again, Erin. If things were different...”
He didn’t finish the words. He’d love to have a family with Erin, to be with her always. He breathed in deeply, trying desperately to calm himself.
“What about the nightstand?” she whispered.
“You don’t think...”
He reached for the drawer and pulled out a brand-new box. The sight brought his body back to life. He grabbed a packet and rolled onto his back. “Will you?”
“My pleasure.”
She used Hunter’s body as her own personal playground, exploring each and every inch of skin. Nipping him with her teeth, letting her fingernails drag down his chest until he groaned with anticipation, she teased him more and more.
By the time she’d prepared him, Hunter writhed with want.
“That’s it. I have to have you,” he growled. In one fluid motion he sank inside her, and she gripped him, holding him close.
How long had he waited to feel this way again?
She wrapped her legs around him. Hunter’s heart thudded against his chest. She moved with him as if they’d never been apart.
The world fell away. There was only her, only him, only them.
Faster, harder, stronger, longer.
His body stretched tight, he plunged in one last time and shuddered. Her body quivered in response and she let out a long, slow sigh.
“Better than I remember,” she whispered. “Perfect.”
He tossed the condom in the trash and spooned her against his body, wrapping her safe and warm. She leaned her head back against him. “Thank you.”
He threaded their