Chapitre 31: An Oasis In the Desert
Sometime after Amalia's sobs subsided Hunter continued to hold the girl in his arms, seeing her now in a new light. For the first time since he had discovered, she was a girl he was beginning to see her as a girl in a full other sense. That just made things, complicated.
But what do you do? When you have someone who was usually so wild and lively suddenly becomes small and vulnerable. The man in him wanted to eradicate everything in her life that was causing her pain. He wanted to lock her up far away from the world which had already left so many scars on her heart.
Subconsciously, he inclined his head to breathe in her freshly shampooed hair. It was like his body seemed to move of its own accord as he pressed his lips to her temple.
Amalia went completely still in Hunter's arms. Her heart raced erratically causing the blood to flow to her ears and she flushed. She had just been schooling herself on her need to keep her distance from his intoxicating presence. The warmth and security he offered were too alluring though. She shut her eyes to her thoughts and allowed herself to find comfort in his embrace once more. It had been far too long since someone, anyone, had held her.
Hunter waited as he felt her go still in his embrace. She didn't pull away. She didn't push at him. And a small voice in the back of his mind kept wishing she would. This wasn't the way this should be happening. Realistically, he would normally prefer it didn't happen at all.
His hand which caressed her hair trembled slightly and Hunter could feel his mouth go dry. It was ridiculous really, he was almost embarrassed as his face flushed holding her. He had had countless other women before, but this one girl made him more nervous than entering enemy territory while under fire.
His lips moved from her temple to her cheek. Hunter could feel her breath catch as he continued to brush his lips against her skin. Her fingers curled into his shirt and still, she did not pull away.
His right hand slid up to cup her chin and his lips which had begun at her temple were now pressed against hers in the most feather like of touches. He hesitated. He could feel his cheeks flush as his heart hammered in his chest. After a few moments when she still offered no resistance, he kissed her more firmly.
Amalia had lost all ability to process natural thought the moment Hunters lips left her temple. She had starved herself of affection for so long, keeping everyone at arm's length, that this contact so intimate and tender in touch broke down any residual fear she might have held. She held her breath. She could feel his hand tremble as it continued to caress her hair. Subconsciously, she clutched at his shirt, clinging to him
The moment their lips met Amalia's world faded away. All she could hear was the sound of their mingled beating and her racing heart. Her breath caught and a sound, almost like a sigh escaped her lips when Hunter began to kiss her earnestly. Her body moved of its own accord, leaning into him and the warmth he offered. She could feel a knot slowly coiling in the pit of her stomach and all of her nerves stood on their end straining to his touch.
The moment Hunter felt her body lean into him warning signals shot off in his head. It was already far too late though. The more he tasted her lips the more the wanted. He teased his tongue along the crease of her lips coaxing her to open, taking each step a moment at a time aware that at any time she could push him away. When he heard her sigh, his body instantly sprang to life as he began to plunder her mouth with his tongue.
The hand which had been caressing her hair now cradled the back of her head while he slid his hand under her shirt. The softness of his skin was a temptation he hadn't counted on. While he was far from lacking experience he suddenly felt like a school kid out of control, his hand became as hungry to touch her as his mouth was to taste her. His fingers sprawled over the expanse of her stomach as a low growl escaped his mouth.
Amalia trembled. Her body shivered at this caress, and slowly, tentatively she slipped her arms around his neck. Holding him to her tightly.
Amalia's embrace was all Hunter needed. He stopped just briefly enough to pull back and look her, her face was flushed and her lips were swollen from their kiss.
"Its...It's not too late to stop" He whispered, unable to recognize his own voice. He was reluctant to break the spell, but at the same time, he would not become another obstacle to her. Most importantly, he refused to be one more thing which would cause her pain.
Hearing his words Amalia swallowed. Why? Why was it she had no defense to offer against this man. Was it because he had found her at her breaking point? Because he always seemed to just appear when she needed a lifeline? She didn't know. All she knew was the moment he stopped she felt every single cell of her body crying out in anguish.
Taking a deep breath she took his hand which he had withdrawn and placed it to her heart. She had no doubt beneath his touch he would feel her racing heart. She blushed looking away momentarily, embarrassed probably for the first time in her life.
"Please.." It was all she could say, she couldn't find the words to say the rest. She didn't have them. How do you tell someone you need their touch more than you need air? That their warmth was like an oasis in the desert?
Hunter didn't wait for her to finish, rolling her gently to her back he looked down at her. His body coming to life to at her words. He kissed her again, this time tenderly, sucking and pulling at her lips while his hands moved to her hoody, slowly pulling it off her slender frame. He had had a glimpse of her before, back at the clubhouse. But here in her room, he was stunned. She had the palest most satin-like skin he had ever seen. Her breasts which were normally wrapped her soft perky mounds that he simply couldn't resist the urge to touch.
His mouth which left hers momentarily found its way to her breasts with his hands. One hand cupping the other while mouth worked on the one opposite. He could feel the slow rise and fall of her chest as he did. His own body going taught in response to the reaction. He was almost painfully aware of every little movement she made.
Returning to her lips he kissed her once more, his breath ragged as it mingled with hers. His hand sliding down her stomach to the waistband of her pants. He unfastened her jeans sliding his hand beneath the fabric of her panties.
Amalia gasped against his lips tensing briefly against him. Her face flushed an even deeper shade of red while she tried to hide her face in his shoulder.
"..Don't..let me..Let me see you" Hunter whispered against her ear. His voice had become so taught with desire at this point it was becoming more and more foreign to his ears.
Amalia swallowed against the dryness of her throat at his words. She could only nod her heard. His strange request to see her setting off a series of fireworks in her body as her breath became a little more ragged.
Hunter cupped her cheek in her hands as he kissed her once more, his fingers slipping into the folds of her flesh stroking her at her most sensitive spot.
The feeling of his fingers startled her at first causing her eyes to widen as her blush deepened. The more he touched her though, the tighter that knot became in her stomach. Before she knew it her hips were rising to meet his caresses and she moaned. The sound startling herself as she bit her lip.
Hunter could only chuckle at her, which caused her to turn even redder still.
Her whole body was flushed from his attention when he stopped to tug off her pants, causing a soft whimper of protest on her lips. He couldn't help but gaze down at her, going harder still. By this point he was aroused to the point it was almost becoming painful. He was so hungry for her it took all his strength just keep from tearing away her last layer of clothing. But she had given herself over to him. It was the most precious gift he had ever received and he was determined she would not regret it. If he could not correct all the wrongs in her life, he would use this moment to make her forget them, even if it was only for a while.
Hunter knelt down on the bed beside her having shed her of all her clothing. His lips began at her ankles as they slowly made their way up her legs to the sweet juncture there between them. She was almost restless now as his mouth found its way to her center, his tongue slipping between her folds as he tasted her. He could feel her body tremble with each caress of his tongue.
Amalia moaned softly. Where his fingers had been a sweet torment his mouth was electric. Her body began to convulse and move on its own with each stroke of his tongue. Her fingers subconsciously reached for something, anything to hold, and met with his hair curling it in her grasp as she gasped with pleasure at each movement of his mouth.
She could feel her body tense, the tightness which had begun in her stomach at first spreading through her body. She shuddered as she climaxed, slipping over the edge as the world spun out of view around her.
Hunter watched as she came. Mesmerized by the way her body seemed to glow from the pleasure. He smirked. He was a man after all, and seeing his accomplishment did nothing but bring satisfaction. He wasn't finished though.
As Amalia began to come down from her orgasmic high, his fingers found her again, teasing her folds. Finding that soft bud which was now sensitive from her arousal and coaxed her into the beginning of another climax.
While Amalia gasped and mewled beneath him hungrily, Hunter gently pressed two fingers into her, an inch at a time. Watching in amusement as her eyes widened in surprise. He felt her body tense as he pressed against her opening.
"This might..hurt a little" He warned. Reluctant to bring her pain when she was at the pinnacle of happiness.
Amalia nodded, doing her best to brace herself in her state of euphoria.
Slowly, Hunter continued his assault. His fingers edging deeper and deeper inside her until he passed the last remaining obstruction. His heart broke a moment hearing her soft cry of pain while he paused. Seeing her body tense and then gradually relax he began again, sliding them in and out of her body, thrusting until he felt her release once more.
Amalia lay breathless and dazed on the bed and Hunter kissed her deeply. Almost hungrily, before shedding his own clothing. With each breathless pant against his lips, he felt his body constrict painfully. He hesitated only a moment longer.
"This is your last chance, it's not too late too turn back here." He warned, desperate for her but reluctant to take her further than she was willing.
Shyly, Amalia leaned up and kissed his lips pulling him back down to her as she did. Summoning her former arrogance she whispered breathlessly and as aggressively as she could.
"I am not a charity case.." she complained.
Hunter could only laugh as he kissed her back, pushing apart her legs with his knees as she settled himself against her shuddering at the warmth of her flesh.
This time it was Hunters to turn to gasp. As Amalia, summoning her courage, shyly guided him in, letting out a soft moan as she did.
Hunter growled against her lips. His hips moving slowly at first against hers. However the longer he spent the harder it became to maintain his control. Burying himself deeply inside her center he began to thrust more urgently, a hand slipping between them to stroke her bud as he did causing her to shudder and gasp beneath him.
And finally, in a frenzied flurry of moans and gasps of pleasure, he came, feeling her body tighten and respond as she climaxed once more while he finished.
Time stood still for a few moments while they caught their breath. Hunter was uncertain of what to say, reluctant to break her euphoria and bring her back to earth. Instead, he pulled her back into his embrace and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
"Sleep" He murmured tiredly against her skin.
Amalia nodded, settling in against his chest. She closed her eyes to the sound of his heartbeat. And together they drifted off to sleep.
L’AVIS DES CRÉATEURS 
pandamonium
pandamonium Looks like things have certainly gotten cozy between these two. The problem is, how is our little hellion going to react when morning comes. It's bound to be a little awkward, I would think.
We will just have to keep reading to see how they get past this.
And what of Charlie? He seems to be gathering clues I wonder when the puzzle will come together for him, and what will happen then?
Keep reading to find out. Also please feel free to comment and vote!
xoxo
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