Eden’s pov:
The ringing of Hunter’s phone was annoying, maddening, and oh so unexpected too. Yet, instead of being the epitome of a cold shower, it further enhanced my desire for him.
“Let it ring,” I implored Hunter, my voice so needy, I almost didn’t recognize it as my own.
I kept my hand firmly pressed against his abs, my head tilted back in ecstasy, as I pictured everything he could – and would – do to me.
“Naturally,” he agreed, placing soft kisses on my left collarbone this time around.
At one point, I felt him nip and suck a spot hungrily, as if he just couldn’t get enough. It didn’t occur to me that he was leaving behind a hickey… not that I was complaining. My mind was in total disarray, the feelings he evoked making a mess out of me.
Though we tried to remain in ou
