The Bad Boy, The Sat Nav and Me

Chapter 28 - Dodgy Dealings and Dirty Digestives

Chapter 28 - Dodgy Deals and Dirty Digestives  

I yelped, shoving Hunter away from me with a grunt.

"Touch me again and I'll castrate you, stick it down your throat," I hissed, backing towards the door. Hunter grinned, holding his hands out defensively.

"Now you're trying to choke me?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. I shook my head with a sly smirk.

"I wasn't aware that you could choke on something that small," I said, pushing the door open to walk into the living room.

We'd moved on again, mainly because of the other gang, but regardless of that, we were getting closer to the airport and closer to home.

Before I could even get through the door, warm hands enclosed my hips and pulled me back, hitting a hard chest. Hunter's hot breath tickled my neck as he leaned close and placed a single kiss on my neck, making my body heat up.

"That wasn't very nice, Princess," he whispered, running his hands down my arms until they reached the hem of my shirt. Well, his shirt.

"Hunter," I warned, leaning back. He chuckled, not leaving any room for negotiation before he grabbed the shirt and turned me around, pressing his lips to mine. I breathed out through my nose, giving in when I felt my back hit the wall. My hand worked its way up his back and into his hair, the silky strands slipping through my fingers like water.

"What?" he moaned into my neck when I pressed my hips against his.

"Stop," I said, willing him to be more forceful than I was. Hunter shook his head, bringing his shirt over my head, leaving me in nothing but my underwear.

"And why would I do that?" he asked with a chuckle, pulling back to look at me. I shot him a look and he sighed, leaning over to peer into the front room.

"They're not there," he replied, moving back to me in such speed that I was surprised he didn't get whiplash. I rested my hands on his shoulder, gently kissing his chest where his tattoo was and running my hands down his arms to his hands, where my fingers intertwined with his. He smirked, pushing my arms above my head, pinning me to the wall with his pelvis.

"You ran the show last night, you're not now," he said with his signature smirk and pressed his lips to mine. It started slow at first but he eventually ran his tongue over my lower lip, nibbling before I allowed him entrance. His body shifted forwards, his arms moving down to cup my thighs.

Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist, allowing just his body to hold me up against the wall. He moved from my lips to my neck, kissing along to my bra strap. He moved it down my arm and peered up at me through his eyelashes. I raised an eyebrow, moving my hands to the waistline of his jeans. 

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Hunter leaned back on the bed in all his 'just had sex' glory and I sighed, running my hand through my sweaty hair.