Untangle My Heart: Book # 2 The Hunter Brothers

by Iona Rose

  “I have a confession to make,” Kimberley says.

  I turn to look at her. She looks so beautiful. The setting sun makes her skin glow and the yellow shirt she’s wearing makes her tan stand out.

  “I wasn’t too hot. I just wanted to come down to this spot and watch the sun set,” she says.

  I smile at her and then I lean in and cup her face with one hand. I push a lose strand of her hair back behind her ear and then I lean in and brush my lips against her. She shuffles closer to me and kisses me hard on the mouth. I run my hand through her hair, enjoying the silky feeling of it against my skin.

  She pulls back slightly and smiles at me. I wrap my arm around her and she sits with her head on my shoulder as we watch the sun go down. I can’t stop glancing down at Kimberley as she sighs with pleasure.

  It’s the perfect spot for a moment like this with the creek gently trickling by and the sun fading slowly away, making room for the night. I know that I’m falling in love with Kimberley all over again. I know I said I wanted to take things slowly, but I’m starting to regret saying that now. I just want to hold her in my arms and tell her I love her and that I never want us to be apart again.

  I have to bite my tongue to stop myself from blurting it out and ruining the moment. I pull Kimberley closer to me and she snuggles against me, her hand on my knee.

  “I love it here,” she says.

  “Me too,” I agree.

  It’s the closet I can get to telling her I love her. I don’t want to scare her away. But I don’t know long I can spend with her this close to me without saying it.

  We sit in silence for a while, a comfortable silence, broken only by the trickling of the stream. I realise that Kimberley is shivering.

  “Do you want to go back to the house?” I say.

  She nods her head.

  “Why didn’t you say you were cold?” I ask as we get up.

  “I didn’t want to ruin the moment,” she smiles.

  I laugh and pull her against my side as we walk. We reach the conservatory and I take hold of Kimberley’s wrist, stopping her from going back in. She gives me a questioning look and I lean in and kiss her again.

  “I just had to do that before we went back in,” I smile.

  She returns my smile and then she steps inside. I follow her and we go back to the lounge. Mum and dad are there, but Matt, Callie and Chance have disappeared.

  “How come everyone’s left so early?” I ask.

  Mum laughs.

  “Sebastian it’s not early. You two have been out there for some time It’s after eleven,” she says.

  I am shocked to discover we’ve been gone so long, but at the same time, I’m not surprised at all. Being around Kimberley, I’ve always lost track of everything else around me. It confirms what I already know. I am definitely falling back in love with her. She smiles up at me.

  “We should go,” she says.

  I nod my head. We say our goodbyes to my parents and walk to our cars.

  “Would you like to come back to my hotel?” she asks.

  I nod my head eagerly.

  “I thought you would never ask,” I laugh.

  “Well I don’t want to be too forward. I have to keep you on your toes,” she grins.

  I get into my car and follow Kimberley in hers. Is it too early to tell her how I feel? Of course it is. It’s been two weeks since we agreed to take things slow. And telling someone you’re in love with them hardly counts for taking things slow.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Sebastian

  I park my car beside Kimberley’s in the hotel car park and hop out. We hurry up to her room and the door has barely closed behind us when we’re reaching for each other, our lips coming together as clothes begin to fly. I wonder if being back in our spot had the same effect on Kimberley. If she’s feeling like she’s falling for me again too, or if she’s just eager to have sex with me. I know she wants this to work. She said so herself. I should just tell her how I feel. But it’s not something you blurt out during sex. Not unless you want to kill the mood completely, and I definitely don’t want that. Kimberley’s mouth on mine is setting me on fire, my cock standing to attention, ready to take her to paradise. No. I definitely don’t want to ruin this moment.

  Kimberley leads me towards her bedroom where we lose the rest of our clothes. She grins at me and kisses me again, walking me towards the bed as we kiss. Her hands are all over my body and mine are all over hers. I can feel her erect nipples against my chest.

  We reach the bed and she pushes me backwards. I sit down hard on the bed and grin up at her. I reach for her and she shakes her head, dancing back out of my reach. She comes closer again and this time, I don’t reach out for her. I’ve learned my lesson.

  She stands between my knees, naked and sexy as fuck. She runs one fingernail down the centre of my chest and licks her lips. She gets to her knees and pushes my legs wider apart. She sucks my cock up into her mouth and begins to suck on it. Within minutes, I am fighting to control myself, holding myself back from coming as her expert tongue works my cock. Her hands roam over my thighs and stomach as she sucks me, sending goose bumps running over my skin. Not knowing where her hand will land next is tantalising as hell.

  Finally, when I don’t think I can hold myself back any longer, she raises her head and smiles at me, the smile of a seductress. She puts her hands on my shoulders and climbs onto the bed so she’s straddling me. She leans forward and kisses me. I run my hands up and down her back, tasting myself on her lips.

  She pulls back from our kiss and pushes me until my back is flat on the bed. She reaches behind herself, but before she can grab my cock, I flip her onto her back and kneel over her.

  “Your turn,” I say with a grin.

  I move my legs so I’m kneeling between her spread thighs. I bend forward and run my tongue between her breasts. She arches her back, moving into my touch. I suck one of her breasts into my mouth, flicking my tongue back and forth across her nipple. I move to the other breast and run my tongue over her nipple until it’s hard. I gently bite down on it, nibbling on her while my fingers probe between her lips and find her clit.

  I wait until she’s moaning and writhing, desperate for more and then I run my tongue down her stomach. I pull my fingers away from her clit and replace them with my tongue, eagerly lapping at her, drinking in her juices and savouring the taste of her. I suck on her clit, making her gasp out loud as her hips thrust beneath me. Her hands grab the sheet beneath her, balling it up in her fists as she moans long and low.

  I keep working her, applying more pressure, pushing her over the edge. Her moan becomes a whisper, almost a whimper as her orgasm bursts through her, bringing her body to life. I keep licking her, moving her clit from side to side. She says my name over and over again, lost in a vortex of ecstasy as I run my hands down her sides.

  She goes stiff beneath me, her head thrown back, her back arched. She makes a screaming noise, a primal noise full of lust and desire and I feel my cock pulse as I listen to her unearthly moans as I work her body. Her breath catches in her throat and she’s silent for a moment, her mouth hanging open in a silent scream as I push her over the edge once more.

  Her body relaxes, going limp as her pleasure overwhelms her. I kneel up, kneading her breasts and watching her as her eyes roll back in their sockets. They come back into view, and slowly, her vision returns to normal and she gives me a smile, biting on her bottom lip.

  “Oh my God,” she breathes. “I … that was something else.”

  I lean forward and kiss her breastbone and then I lower myself on top of her. I enter her pussy, loving the way it grips my cock like a tight little glove. I begin to move, Kimberley moving with me. She bucks her hips, rolling me onto my back and she sits up, riding me. I move with her, enjoying the view as her breasts bounce wildly as she grinds herself onto my cock. I grab her hips and roll her onto her back and slam my cock into her.

  She moans and grabs at my shoulders, my
back, twisting my flesh as pleasure courses through her. Her pussy goes wild, clenching around me and I force myself to hold myself back. I don’t want this to end. I kiss Kimberley’s neck as I keep thrusting into her. I can feel her pulse racing against my lips. Her hands run down my back, and then back up again, like she can’t bear to keep any part of her body still. She cries out as I pull almost all of the way out of her and then slam into her again. She screams my name as she comes hard, drenching my cock in her pleasure.

  I have to bite the inside of my mouth to pull myself back from the edge. I can feel the pressure building inside of me, the desperate need for release filling me, but I can’t let go yet. Kimberley’s body is my playground, and playtime is far from over.

  I keep thrusting as she clenches wildly around me, her breath coming in a series of ragged pants and moans as I keep going, pushing her over the edge time and time again. Her body responds to my touch, even as she whimpers. Her face is contorted, flushed red, sweat coating her upper lip. Her eyes are glassy with lust as she peers up at me, her mouth a silent O with her lips swollen and red.

  I lean down and fit my mouth over hers, and even in her frenzied state, her mouth locks itself onto mine, her tongue tangling with mine. I want to devour her, to make her mine forever.

  I up the pace of my thrusts, no longer able to hold myself back. I fill Kimberley with short, fast strokes that keep her gasping. When I finally let go and allow myself to come, I come hard, my cock rigid, spurting, pulsing into her. I feel my orgasm in my full body, a wave of pleasure that momentarily consumes me and I hear Kimberley’s name being dragged from my lips in an animalistic growl. I bury my face in her neck as my orgasm floods me, making my skin tingle, my insides churn. I try to suck in a breath but I can’t. Finally, the feeling starts to fade and I can breathe again. I suck in a gasping breath that sears my raw throat, a breath filled with scent of Kimberley.

  Her arms are around my shoulders as she presses me against her as she too fights to breathe normally again. I stay in place, biting my tongue to stop myself from telling her that I love her.

  Finally, I roll off her.

  “Holy fucking shit,” she laughs, rolling towards me.

  I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her closer to me, still not feeling like I can talk yet. I just want to lay here beside her and hold her all night long. I can feel my eyelids growing as heavy as the rest of my body as I finally regain my senses. I let myself drift towards sleep with Kimberley in my arms.

  I wake up and yawn and stretch. I know instantly I am alone in the room. I can always sense Kimberley’s presence when she’s close to me, and although I roll over to check, I am right. I am in her bed alone. I stretch again and get up. I spot my boxer shorts on the ground and grin to myself as I remember last night. To say my orgasm was intense would be the understatement of the year. I pick up my boxer shorts and pull them on and then I head out of the bedroom to look for Kimberley.

  It’s immediately clear to me that she’s not in the room. I shrug. Maybe she went downstairs to grab us some breakfast or something. I wander back out of the lounge area and go and take a shower. I get my clothes on and go back out to the lounge area where I see Kimberley still isn’t back. I check the time. It’s not even seven yet so there’s no hurry to get to work.

  I pull my phone out of my jacket pocket and go out onto the balcony. I sit down and check my emails. There’s nothing that can’t wait. My mind wanders back to last night. How I felt wrapped up in Kimberley, claiming her pussy, making her mine. It was a great night by anyone’s standards, but I can’t help but feel a little tug of remorse because I still didn’t tell her how I feel. I am afraid to tell her. What if she doesn’t feel the same way?

  I pick my phone back up and I scroll through my contacts and find Matt’s name. He likes to wind me up, but when it comes down to it, surely he won’t take the piss about this. I hope not. I need his advice badly. I want to know how he knew it was the right time to tell Callie he loved her.

  I make the call and he picks up within a couple of rings.

  “How did you know when it was the right time to tell Callie you loved her without worrying it would scare her away forever?” I blurt out after Matt says hello.

  “I didn’t,” he laughs. “I just kind of said it and worried about the consequences afterwards. Why?”

  “Because I think I’m in love with Kimberley again and I’m afraid I’ll end up blurting it out and ruining everything,” I admit.

  Matt laughs,

  “For fuck sake Matt, can you just be serious for one goddamned minute?” I snap.

  “Sorry,” he says. “I’m not laughing at you for loving her, I swear. I’m laughing because you think this is new.”

  “What do you mean?” I say.

  “You never stopped loving her Sebastian. I know it. Chance knows it. And somewhere deep down, you know it too. The only thing that’s new here is you finally got your head out of your ass and are ready to admit it.”

  I ponder his words. Maybe he’s right. Oh screw it, of course he’s right. As if I would still have been bitter about Kimberley leaving all of these years later if it wasn’t because I never really stopped loving her. I sigh.

  “Ok, maybe you’re right. Yeah, you probably are right. But that doesn’t really help me any. How do I stop myself from blurting it out and ruining any chance we have of making this thing work?” I say.

  “Seb, you have nothing to be afraid of. Kimberley loves you every bit as much as you love her,” Matt says.

  “How the hell can you possibly know that?” I say.

  “Look, this merger. Yes, Kimberley took the idea to Joe Benton. Yes, it was a good opportunity and she did all of the leg work. But where do you think the idea came from?”

  “She said she’d thought about it before and the time was right to act on it this time,” I reply.

  “Yeah. The time was right, because Chance and I went to see her and told her that we were sick of you moping around and asked her if there was any chance of you two getting back together.”

  “You did what?” I almost shout.

  Matt laughs.

  “Are you really mad about this?”

  “No,” I admit. “But I’d hardly say I was moping about.”

  “Well neither would I, but I figured telling Kimberley you were a serial flirt and fucked women you had no feelings for probably wouldn’t have been the best way to get her to come back,” Matt laughs.

  I find myself laughing with him.

  “Fair point,” I say. “Was I really that easy to read?”

  “Yes,” Matt says without hesitation. “The only time you weren’t obsessing over her was when you were neck deep in a work project. And Chance and I agreed that there’s only room for one of us to be married to the job, and that’s kind of his thing.”

  “So you’re saying she came back because she loves me?” I ask, needing to be absolutely sure I’m not misunderstanding what Matt is saying.

  “That’s exactly what I’m saying. Now get your ass in gear, tell her you feel the same, and let her get settled. Seb she’s living out of a hotel room because she doesn’t want to get an apartment here until she’s sure you really want more than just a fling with her.”

  I can feel my stomach churning, but this time, it’s with excitement rather than fear.

  “You’re right. I’m going to tell her. Shit Matt, I’m really going to do this.”

  “Go get her bro,” Matt says and then he hangs up.

  I sit on the balcony a moment longer, smiling to myself. She never really did stop loving me. She was telling the truth.

  I hear the door to the room opening and I jump up, full of nervous energy all of a sudden. I go into the lounge area, ready to whisk Kimberley up into my arms and spin her around. My excitement dies when I see her expression.

  “What’s wrong?” I ask, frowning with concern.

  “Nothing,” she says.

  I move closer to her.

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�Talk to me,” I say. “Has something happened.”

  She steps around me.

  “I said I’m fine,” she snaps.

  “Where have you been?” I ask, hoping to get some clue as to what could be wrong with her from where she’s been.

  “You should go or you’re going to be late for work,” Kimberley says, completely avoiding my question.

  She doesn’t give me a chance to respond. She disappears down the hallway and I hear the bathroom door open and then close. I frown. What the hell has gotten into her? It’s like she was just dismissing me. I shake my head.

  I’m not going to just leave until she tells me what’s wrong so instead, I go over to the coffee making area and make us both a cup of strong, black coffee. I sit down and sip mine. It’s gone cold before Kimberley is out of the bathroom and I’m starting to get really worried now. I get up and move down the hallway. I tap on the bathroom door.

  “Kimberley?” I say.

  No answer. I feel a knot of dread in my stomach and I knock louder.

  “Kimberley? Answer me or I swear I’ll break this fucking door down,” I shout.

  I can hear the panic in my voice as I shout.

  “Relax Sebastian. I’m fine. Just go away,” she says.

  I can hear the tears in her voice. She’s clearly not fine at all. I rest my forehead against the door.

  “Please just tell me what’s wrong,” I say. “I can hear you crying.”

  She doesn’t respond.

  “Ok, tell me when you’re ready,” I say. “But I’m not going anywhere until you come out. If I have to sit here all day I will.”

  I mean it. I slide down the wall opposite the bathroom door and sit down to wait for her to come out. She’s stubborn, but she’ll have to come out eventually. God how did I go from being ready to tell Kimberley I’m in love with her to sitting on the ground listening to her crying and not even being able to hold her?

  I don’t know how long I’ve been sat here when the door finally opens and Kimberley emerges. Her face is blotchy where tears have run down her face. Her eyes are red. I push myself up to my feet, but Kimberley is already walking away from me.