Hunter's callused hands moved from my face slowly travelling down my neck, lightly tightening his grip on my pulse point not threateningly but enough to be aware of their presence, before continuing down and tracing over the colon shaped bumps of my collarbones.
His touch was electrifying my skin, I can barely breathe, my own name becoming a mystery, but Hunter's and his being become the centre of my world, my universe.
The whole time his lips never left mine, moving dominantly, controlling, loving.
at that moment I allowed myself to feel everything. Every emotion I had so far managed to keep hidden away, I don't know when it happened, but I know with everything I am that I am completely insanely in love with Hunter, I pull away breaking the kiss and look up into his eyes, the intensity there was too overwhelming with a small smile I buried my face in his neck planting the smallest of kisses their, I have never wanted another person so much in my life.
The hand that was playing with my collarbone started descending incredibly slowly in a straight line down my chest to mid-thigh to playfully tug at the hem of his t-shirt, softly almost feather-light pushing the fabric higher and higher up my body.
My need for Hunter was intensifying my soul is on fore, I'm burning from the inside out for him, and through all this, his hands still felt like home.
His name left my lips like a prayer in the form of a breathless whisper. My small gestures seemed to be making him manic, rolling us over so my soft hot core was straddling his hard, scorching body.
Almost like being guided by a higher force my hips rocked against his causing static friction that warmed me to the core and raised delicate shivers all over my skin.
Sometime during all the kissing and groping our clothes were shed, our bare skin was now connected from head to toe but inside of immediately taking this any further Hunter once again broke the kiss, "Is this what you want?"
His kindness struck me like a dagger in the heart, I did. I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anything. The world could end right now, and I wouldn't leave this bed, this moment, lifting my hands to frame either side of his stubbly face I trace the faint dimples in his cheeks and coax his mouth back to mine, against his lips I whisper, "yes."