On The Rocks

He trailed off, not wanting to voice what he hoped Casey wasn’t doing. The disappointment rang clear in his voice.

“Give her a break, Hunter,” I said, stumbling slightly over a crack in the road. Luckily, he still had a hold of my hand and steadied me instantly. “She’s having a hard time because of Brody.”

I could feel the tension in his body when I mentioned his twin’s name, and he practically growled, “It’s no excuse.”

He pulled me along faster, and I doubled my pace to keep up. “I’m just saying… she could use some understanding from you.”

Hunter immediately stopped and spun around on me, and of course, I barreled straight into his chest. He released his hold on my hand and immediately gripped my waist to keep me upright. The beers I had swimming in my gut and clouding my head caused me to sway, fortuitously, in closer to his body. My hands came up of their own volition and rested against the hard muscles of his stomach, and I internally sighed over the fact I was touching Hunter Markham.

The moon was bright, and I could see its reflection in his blue eyes as he looked down at me in anger. “I don’t want her to do something stupid. I’m traveling so much that I can’t look after her.”

Yes, he was angry, but I also saw something else. He was scared for his little sister. Scared she would become lost and he wouldn’t be able to reach her, and my heart broke for him at that very moment.

I’m sure it was the alcohol that made me daring enough to do it, but I pressed in closer to him and whispered, “I’ll watch out for her. You don’t have to worry.”

He stared at me hard for a minute, and then his features relaxed a little. He even raised one hand and tucked a lock of my hair behind my ear in a move so tender… so loving, my heart at that very moment decided that it would never belong to anyone other than Hunter Markham.

I could no sooner stop myself than I could stop a herd of gazelle stampeding the Serengeti to get away from a ravenous lion in hot pursuit. My hands smoothed up his chest and wrapped around his neck. I felt him flinch in surprise, and his eyes widened with uncertainty. It didn’t stop me though. I stood on my tiptoes and brought my lips up, gliding ever so softly over his.

When I pulled back, I saw an array of emotion filter through his irises. Shock, dismay, and maybe a little bit of disgust. My heart sank, and I started to pull out of his grasp. But just as quickly, I saw something else fill up his gaze and it slammed into me hard.

Lust.

There was no warning… nothing that could have prepared me for what happened next.

Hunter’s arms wrapped around me tightly, and he brought his mouth back down on mine with a groan that was carnally seductive and had my stomach tightening with desire.

His lips pressed in hard and opened up, causing my mouth to follow suit. His tongue immediately filled me, and he tasted of spearmint and cherry Chapstick. I thought my heart would burst out of my chest it was hammering so hard.

So yes… here I stand on a darkened road with Hunter Markham kissing the hell out of me, and I never want to forget a single detail of this magical moment. It is the best thing that’s ever happened to me in my life and can only be surpassed by his continued kissing and his fervent declaration that he feels about me the way I feel about him.

I’m inexperienced… a virgin, but I can’t help the way my body wants to now know all the things I never thought I’d be considering this very night. Images of Hunter naked, his body moving over mine… in me… flood my head and before I even know what I’m doing, I press my hips inward.

Hunter is taller than I am by a good six inches, so when my body comes up flush against his, I’m stunned, exhilarated, and even a bit nervous over the thick erection I can feel pushing into my stomach.

Amazement washes through me that he is turned on, and he’s turned on by me. It makes me bolder and wanton so I rub up against him, hoping to induce him to take this even further.