Page 80 of The Bitterroot Inn (Jamison Valley 5)
We talked for a while about nothing. I told him about my guests the past few days and Coby. Hunter told me how much he liked working at the hospital with Gigi.
When I yawned for the third time, Hunter deemed it time for bed. “You’d better get some sleep.”
“Yeah. See you tomorrow?”
“Yes. Sleep well, baby.”
“Hunter?” I asked before he could hang up.
“Yeah?”
“I’m falling in love with you too.”
He sighed. “There. Now I’ll be able to sleep.”
I disconnected and set the phone aside, then I snuggled into my pillow with a smile.
It was still on my face when I woke up after a long night’s rest.
Hunter
“Hunter,” Maisy gasped as her back bowed off the bed.
The second her orgasm hit, I grabbed her hips and pinned her to the mattress as my tongue stroked her clit even faster. She bucked and twisted as her moans filled the room. The louder she got, the more I sucked as my fingers curled inside and stroked her pulsing walls. When she collapsed onto the bed, I abandoned her clit and started lapping up her juices while her body twitched with aftershocks.
“I missed your taste on my tongue.” I kissed the inside of her thighs, then I lifted up to use the sheet to dry off my beard.
“Wow.” Her eyes were still closed and her chest heaving.
I chuckled and got off the bed. “That was the best lunch I’ve had in days.”
“Hunter!” She laughed and sat up, reaching for a pillow to toss at my head. “I can’t believe you said that!”
“What?” I caught the pillow and tossed it back. “I’m just saying. Your pussy is a lot better than frozen meals in the hospital break room.”
“Oh my god.” She blushed and rolled out of bed, reaching for the panties and jeans that I’d stripped off the second we’d hit her bedroom.
“I have to get back,” I said, “but I’ve got a light afternoon so I’ll meet you here before Coby’s game.”
“Wait. What about you?” She stepped closer and dug her hands into the front pocket of my jeans. When her fingertips found my hard cock through the cotton, she rubbed the tip.
I hissed, my hips jerking back as my hands came to hers and stopped them before she could go any further. “Any more of that and I’ll never go back to the hospital.” I leaned down and brushed my lips to hers, knowing she’d get her own taste. “Don’t worry. I’ll let you make it up to me tonight.”
She grinned against my lips. “I’ll spend the afternoon thinking of something creative.”
My dick got harder. After days without her, I’d be getting creative too. I just hoped she’d gotten enough sleep last night because she wouldn’t be getting much tonight.
With her fingers laced in mine, she walked me down to the lobby. After one long kiss, she stood by the sign and waved as I pulled out of the parking lot.
Fuck she was beautiful.
She was the big fish.
That’s what Dad had always said about my mom. He’d used fishing analogies to teach me about women.
Catch the big fish, Son. And when you do, don’t let her go, no matter how hard she fights.
Maisy was going to put up a hell of a fight when she learned about my past. I just hoped she’d find forgiveness for me too. I wasn’t just falling in love with Maisy Holt. I was head over heels.
