Devastated (Anger Management Book 1)

by R. L. Mathewson

“Oh, God,” he groaned, his hold on her hips tightened when she shifted to get closer as her breath caught in her throat when the move brought her against the proof that he wanted her, which made her wonder…

  Why was he holding back?

  Chapter 27

  Oh, fuck, Hunter thought as he dropped his head back, wondering how much longer he was going to be able to do this.

  For as long as she needed him to, he reminded himself as he sat there, slowly exhaling as he tried not to think about just how good it felt to have her sitting on his lap. It didn’t matter how much he wanted her, and God, did he fucking want her, he was going to do this right. He was going to take his time, showing her how much he wanted her, how much he needed her, and pray that it didn’t kill him in the process, he thought with a humorless chuckle cause God, was this fucking killing him.

  With any other woman, he wouldn’t have bothered, but then again, he’d never wanted anyone the way that he wanted Kylie. She was just so fucking sweet and-

  “I’m clean,” the woman that was testing his control said, drawing his attention to find Kylie worrying her bottom lip.

  “I see,” Hunter murmured as he leaned back and watched the woman that was driving him out of his fucking mind.

  “I don’t know what was in that report, but I have a pretty good idea and I just wanted to let you that I’m clean. I’ve only been with one man and I’m sure you know by now that he was-”

  “A fucking loser,” he supplied for her, allowing himself to notice all those things that he’d been trying not to think about as he ran his eyes over her short legs that felt so damn good entwined with his at night, noted the way that her vintage Coca Cola tee shirt hugged the generous curves of her breasts, and the way her ass felt pressed against his cock.

  “I was gonna say gross,” Kylie said, sighing heavily.

  “I said it better,” Hunter murmured, reaching up to push a strand of her hair back behind her ear.

  “Fine,” Kylie said, blindly waving it off before she continued, “but that wasn’t the point.”

  “What was the point?” Hunter asked, wondering if she had any idea just how fucking adorable she was.

  “That I’m clean. He’d barely touched me and-” she started to explain only to cut herself off with a, “I got tested.”

  Since he already knew that…

  “Why are you telling me this?”

  “Because I thought that was why…” Kylie said, shaking her head with a heavy sigh before mumbling, “Never mind,” as she moved to climb off his lap.

  “I have no idea how many women I’ve been with,” Hunter said, stopping her from leaving.

  “Oh,” she said softly, as he watched her small shoulders sag.

  “I’m not a saint and I’m not going to pretend that I am, but I’ve never lied to a woman to get what I wanted. I’ve never seen the point. That being said, I haven’t been with a woman in over two years, I always use a condom, I’m clean, and I want you, Kylie.”

  “You do?” she asked with a shy smile that broke him.

  “You have no fucking idea how much I want you,” he ground out, deciding that he’d waited long enough.

  *-*-*-*

  “Are you okay?” came the softly spoken words that had Kylie absently reaching out and toying with one of the buttons on his shirt, because now that she was here, she wasn’t sure that she could actually do this. She thought…she thought…God, she didn’t even know what she was thinking right now.

  “Kylie?” Hunter said, as she felt his lips press against her forehead.

  “I don’t know what I’m supposed to do,” she admitted, feeling her breath catch as she felt his arms come around her.

  “What do you want to do?” he asked, as he pressed another kiss against her forehead.

  “I don’t know,” Kylie said, wishing that she had some idea of what she was supposed to do right now, but the only man that she’d been with had been David and they hadn’t done very much. It had always been awkward, quick, and left her feeling disappointed, and she didn’t want it to be that way with Hunter.

  “Then how about this?” Hunter suggested in a seductive whisper as he pulled her closer. “We take this slowly and anytime you want to stop, we stop.”

  “What if I don’t want to stop?” she asked, because no matter how nervous she was about taking this next step, she’d be lying if she said that she didn’t want to do this.

  “Then we don’t stop,” he said, as he reached for her shirt.

  *-*-*-*

  “Hunter?” Kylie said on a shaky breath as he pushed her hair aside so that he could press a kiss against the side of her neck.

  “Yes?” Hunter asked, as he slowly ran his hands down her back, unable to believe just how soft her skin was.

  “Y-you don’t have to do that,” she said quietly as he felt a tremble rock her body as he pressed a kiss against the long thin scar that cut across the top of her right shoulder as her grip tightened around his shirt.

  “What am I doing?” he asked, as he traced his fingertips down the slope of her back until they found the soft white cotton panties that turned him on more than any piece of lace or silk ever had.

  “Making it really hard to focus,” Kylie said, her breath catching as she touched her forehead against his as her hands fisted in his shirt.

  Smiling, he slid his hands down and-

  “Oh, God,” she gasped on a moan as he slid his hands beneath her panties and cupped her bottom, using his hold to move her against him.

  “Do you like that?” Hunter asked, feeling his cock strain against his pants.

  “Yes,” she said, licking her lips hungrily with a moan that had his grip tightening on her bottom, his gaze locked with hers as he turned his head so that he could kiss her.

  He’d never thought that he’d lose his fucking mind over a kiss before, but after one kiss from Kylie…

  He was hooked.

  Every day he’d been forced to remind himself to take it slow, afraid that he’d screw this up. She’d said that she had no idea what she was doing, but he had a feeling that she was better at this than him. He didn’t do relationships, had never been interested in anything more than just sex, never even been tempted for all that bullshit, because he didn’t need anyone.

  Never had, but God, did he need her.

  “Hunter,” she whimpered his name against his lips as she released her hold on his shirt so that she could wrap her arms around him.

  He kept moving her against him until he felt her take over, grinding down against him with a slow, tentative roll of her hips. Moaning in approval, he shifted his legs apart to give her better access as he pulled his hands free so that he could do the one thing that he’d been fantasizing about for months.

  Touching her.

  He’d lost track of how many nights he’d fallen asleep thinking about her, how many times he’d imagined what it would feel like to run his hands over her body, tasting her, and sliding deep inside of her. If he’d thought it was just about sex, he would have taken Ryan up on one of his offers to invite a few women over to keep him company, but he didn’t want anyone else.

  He wanted the woman timidly running her hands down his chest. After a slight hesitation, Kylie began unbuttoning his shirt. Brushing his lips against hers one last time, he leaned back as he ran his fingertips down her sides until he had his hands on her thighs where he absently caressed her soft skin as he watched her. With a shy smile, she unbuttoned his shirt while he ran his gaze over her, taking in the way that she worried her bottom lip between her teeth only to lick her lips with a moan as she moved against him.

  She was so damn innocent, Hunter thought as he watched the soft blush spread across her cheeks. From what the piece of shit that she’d married said online, he already knew that the asshole hadn’t touched Kylie often. The way that he’d talked about her told him everything that he needed to know.

  He hadn’t been able to satisfy Kylie.

  Hunter doubted that
her ex could satisfy any woman, which was why he had to pay hookers to fuck him. For the right price, they’d tell him whatever he wanted to hear and from what he’d read, they had. He didn’t know what was sadder, paying a woman to fuck him or bragging about it. But he did know one thing, her ex had been a fucking moron.

  Kylie was incredibly sweet, beyond fucking kind, and so damn beautiful, Hunter thought as he ran his eyes down her body, taking in the full breasts tipped with dark pink nipples, the soft swell of her belly, and found himself mesmerized as he watched her move on him. It was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen in his life, he thought as Kylie pulled his shirt free so that she could run her hands over him as she leaned back in for a kiss.

  When she reached for his belt with trembling hands, he decided that it was time to show her just how much he wanted her.

  Chapter 28

  “Come here,” Hunter whispered softly, as he ran his hands up her thighs and over her hips until he had his arms wrapped back around her so that he could pick her up and carry her into her room where he laid her down in the middle of her bed.

  “O-okay,” Kylie said quietly as she willed her hands to stop trembling as she laid there, but no matter how many times she reminded herself that she’d done this before, they wouldn’t stop.

  She was just nervous, she told herself, anxiously licking her lips while she watched Hunter pull his shirt off and toss it aside. Definitely just nervous, she told herself as she folded her arms over her breasts, needing something to do as she tried to remember if she’d been this nervous her first time only to push those memories aside because she didn’t want to think about David right now.

  The only man that she wanted to think about was the one watching her. Keeping his eyes locked with hers, Hunter unsnapped his pants, pushed them down, and-

  She forgot what she was thinking about.

  “Do you know what I’ve been wondering, Miss Thomsen?” Hunter asked, as he toed off his shoes and finished pulling his pants off along with his socks before he joined her.

  “How that’s supposed to fit?” she guessed, earning an incredibly sexy chuckle as though she was kidding.

  She wasn’t kidding.

  No, what she was doing was trying not to think about how much that was going to hurt. Releasing a shaky breath, she closed her eyes and prepared herself for what was about to come. When she felt Hunter’s hands slide back over her thighs, she reminded herself that this would all be over in less than a minute.

  “No,” she heard Hunter say as she forced herself to bite back a whimper when she felt her panties being pulled down.

  “No, what?” Kylie asked, squeezing her eyes tightly shut.

  “That’s not what I was wondering,” he said, as she felt his hands on her thighs, gently pushing her legs apart as she released another shaky breath only to moan when she felt Hunter press a kiss between her legs as he settled on the bed.

  “I was wondering if you had any idea how many times I’ve thought about doing this,” Hunter said, pressing another kiss against her slit as she felt his hands slide over her hips.

  “You’ve thought about doing this?” she asked, as she felt his hands slide over hers so that he could entwine their fingers together.

  Chuckling, he turned his head and pressed a kiss against her thigh. “God yes,” he said on a groan while she groaned for a completely different reason.

  “Hunter?”

  “Yes?” he said, as he pressed another kiss against her thigh as she debated on whether or not she should tell him only…

  He would figure it out soon enough.

  “I told you that I wasn’t very good at this, right?” Kylie asked, licking her lips nervously.

  “What makes you say that?” Hunter asked, as she felt him press a kiss against her other thigh.

  “Because,” she said, really hoping that he would leave it at that.

  “Because…”

  Pulling her hands free, she reached down and grabbed hold of the comforter as she reluctantly admitted, “Because I’ve never been able to finish,” officially making this one of the most mortifying moments of her life.

  There was a slight pause and then, “Never?”

  Biting her lip, she shook her head.

  “I…see,” Hunter murmured in a thoughtful tone as she laid there, slowly exhaling and really hoping that he did because she really didn’t want to have to explain that one in more detail.

  It took her a moment before she realized that he was no longer touching her and another before she realized that he hadn’t said anything else. Frowning, she opened her eyes only to close them again when she felt Hunter run his tongue over her slit.

  “Oh, God,” Kylie whispered as her grip tightened on the comforter only to gasp when he did it again while his hands moved over her ankles and slowly worked their way up her legs, making it difficult to remember that she was supposed to be nervous.

  For several minutes, Hunter simply took his time, tracing her slit with teasing licks that had her breath coming faster. It felt so good, Kylie thought when she felt him push her legs apart as his tongue moved between her folds and over her clit with a soft flick. Her breath caught in her throat when he slid his tongue inside her.

  She couldn’t believe how good this felt, she thought on a moan, her back arching as a wave of pleasure tore through her body. As he continued teasing her with his tongue, gently sliding it inside her one minute and the next he was running it over her clit, flicking the tip and circling it before taking it between his lips and-

  Ripping a moan from her.

  She’d never felt anything this good, Kylie thought, releasing her hold on the comforter so that she could run her fingers through his hair. She never thought anything could feel this good, never thought it was even possible, but as Hunter continued to leisurely slide his tongue inside her, she couldn’t help but wonder how it could possibly get any better than this.

  His groan had her hips shifting and her breath catching as he slid his tongue inside her. When her back bowed off the bed, Hunter pressed the pad of his thumb against her swollen clit and slowly teased it as he slid his tongue back inside her. With every return slide of his tongue, her breath caught in her throat only to escape in a gasp when he followed the move with a teasing caress of his thumb.

  It felt so good, she thought as her legs fell open wider as pleasure spread through her body, her heels dug into the comforter, and ecstasy tore through her, ripping his name from her lips as he showed her exactly what she’d been missing.

  *-*-*-*

  “Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God…” Kylie mumbled weakly against her hands as she curled up onto her side and-

  “Oh, my God. Oh, my God.”

  Continued to mumble incoherently, making Hunter smile as he picked her up and pulled her on top of him so that she could mumble, “Oh, my God,” against his chest.

  “Are you okay?” he asked, pressing another kiss against the top of her head as he closed his eyes and slowly exhaled a shaky breath as he thought about the way she’d moaned his name, the way she’d writhed, tasted, and screamed.

  He’d never been with a woman who responded like Kylie. Most women were too busy trying to play fucking games in bed, making sure to moan at the right time and whimper enticingly to actually lose themselves. But Kylie…

  “Oh, my God,” she continued mumbling against his chest.

  “I’ll take that as a yes,” Hunter said, chuckling as he absently caressed her back.

  For several long minutes, he laid there, running his hands over her back, her hips, and over her ass, noting the way that her breath caught every time the move caused her to move against his erection where it lay trapped between their bodies. As he ran his hands over her body, he watched her, noting the way that she’d turned her head so that her forehead was pressed against his chest and her hands tightened around his shoulders as she moaned every time she moved against his cock.

  “Do you want to stop?” Hunter asked, watching
as she shook her head with a shaky breath.

  “What do you want to do?” he asked softly, as he ran his hands over her hips and cupped her thighs so that he could pull her closer.

  “More,” Kylie softly mumbled, making him smile only to make him groan when her lips found the side of his neck as her new position caused her pussy to slide over the full length of his cock.

  She was so fucking wet.

  “Do whatever you want,” Hunter said with a groan, determined to get through this for her.

  He’d never been interested in foreplay, never had the patience for it, but with Kylie…

  He couldn’t get enough of her.

  He wanted to take his time, learning every inch of her body, what she liked and what she didn’t like. He wanted to take her in ways that he’d never taken a woman before, and he wanted to know what it would take to make her moan his name louder.

  “Is this okay?” Kylie asked with a slow roll of her hips.

  “Perfect,” Hunter said, turning his head and captured her lips with his own as he reached between their bodies so that he could palm her breast, kneading it in one hand as his other hand moved over her ass, encouraging her to move on him.

  He took her mouth slowly, matching the rhythm of her hips as they rolled against him. Running his thumb over her nipple, he continued kneading her ass, groaning every time she slid down his cock only to moan when she slid back up his cock and-

  Stopped just before she reached the tip.

  It was fucking torture, Hunter thought as Kylie moved so that she was leaning over him, giving him better access to her breast and-

  Tore a groan from him as the move allowed her to slide over the tip. When she pushed back, the tip slid through her folds and teased her entrance before sliding against her clit.

  “Oh, God,” Kylie gasped as she broke off the kiss and dropped her head back as she continued rolling her hips while he laid there, watching the way her lips parted on a moan and the way her breasts bounced with every shift of her hips as he reached down and-

  Watched as she licked her lips hungrily while he slowly teased her clit with the pad of his thumb as she moved on him. She was so fucking beautiful, Hunter thought as he gave up his hold on her ass so that he could cup the back of her neck and pull her back down for a kiss. He kept rubbing his thumb slowly against her clit even as her movements quickened so that with every roll of her hips, the tip would tease her, slipping inside just far enough so that he could feel just how tight she was before pulling back and-