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Hunter
I’m on my last call for the evening, a conference call between my assistant Kelly and our Director of Finance, Mr. Sanchez.
Kelly is filling him in on the details of the paperwork I sent back to her to finalize, debrief what we agreed on to keep or remove, as well as scheduling our next meeting.
I listen in, giving my replies quickly. I decide to make my way to the living room, ready to snuggle up with Elliott before helping Marcus cook dinner.
“Alright, how does that sound, Mr. Sanchez?” Kelly uses her perkiest voice, one she never addresses me with.
“Yes, thank you Ms. Beaufort, Mr. Sinclair.”
“Of course,” is all I groan turning into the living room, pausing as I look at a figure on the couch.
Who the fuck–
They turn around to look at me, and the ocean blue eyes take my breath away .
Elliott?
“Our pleasure, Mr. Sanchez. I hope you enjoy the rest of your evening.”
“You as well.” The line clicks as Mr. Sanchez hangs up on the call.
“Mr. Sinclair, there is something–” Kelly’s voice drops to her normal tone, now that Mr. Sanchez is off the call.
Elliott shrinks into the cushions of the couch, bringing one of the books Marcus bought her to her chest.
I take a step towards her, “I’ll get back to you, Kelly.”
“No, really Mr. Sinclair, it's important.”
“Isn’t it always? Shoot me an email. I have to go.
Thank you, Kelly.” I end the call before she can reply, tossing my phone on the counter of the island before walking over to the couch and getting a better look at my girl.
Her once golden locks now the color of ink, her face is freshly washed, and I can smell the vanilla scent of her seep into my nostrils.
Her cheeks develop a stunning shade of pink as I look her over.
“It’s a big change, I know.” She says as she grabs a strand of her hair, “But I love it.”
“So do I.” I lift her off the couch and she squeals as I take her seat, dropping her in my lap. “I mean I’m biased. You could shave your head and I would think you are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on. So take my word with a grain of salt.”
She giggles, “Noted.” She closes the book completely now, “You really don’t mind it? ”
“Why would I mind it? It’s your hair, your choice. What you want to do with any part of your body is none of my business.” I give her a pointed look, “As long as it’s not harming you, go for it.”
“Hmm.” She drops her eyes to her hands.
I lift her chin, making her look at me again. I know that look in her face. “What is it?”
“There just wasn’t a lot of say in Everton. It’s strange but refreshing.” She stops fidgeting with her nail beds, “It’s like I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop, you know? But then you go and show me how someone is supposed to respond.”
I take a deep breath, “I know they didn’t let you have a choice.
That you had to do as you were told when it came to your life, your body, and every step you took.
I just hope you know that it will never be like that here.
Your life is yours.” I twirl a piece of jet black hair in my fingers, “If this is who Elliott is, I love it.”
Her smile widens and her eyes sparkle as she sniffles her tears back. She lifts off of my lap to turn in front of me, her legs straddling my lap. “Thank you, Hunter.” She dips her lips to mine, letting them part for me so I can deepen the kiss.
“There’s no need to thank me for basic human decency.”
“It’s more than that. It’s for showing me everything. ”
“I’m just being me.”
“And I am so thankful for it.”
I can’t stop the smile that spreads across my face, or the warmth that spreads through my chest. Her words mean more to me than she can ever know. She was opening up to me in a way I wasn’t expecting her to allow herself to, not after everything.
“You helped me when you really didn’t have to. All of you did.”
“What they did to you, what they are doing in Everton is wrong, on so many levels. I would be just as much of a monster if I let you and all those other people stay there.”
“Why do you all do it?”
“Some of us know what it’s like to go through that same pain, to be so starved for love, for family.
That you’re willing to endure the pain they inflict if it means you can call them yours.
” The light in her eyes dulls, her eyebrows furrowing, “Some of us have had to watch someone heal from those wounds. We just want to be here for you. Kameron, me, and as shocking as this might sound…especially Marcus.”
I press my lips to hers and she presses her body weight on my chest. My hands reach up to cup her face and she licks her tongue across my bottom lip.
I part them to suck her tongue into my mouth, earning me a small moan that vibrates through me.
I drop my hands to her hips, shifting her closer to my hardening dick and she grinds into my pants to add more friction.
“Hunter?” She says between kisses.
“Yeah, baby girl?”
She grinds again, “Is this okay? ”
“That shouldn’t ever warrant a question.” I dig my fingers into the fabric of her sweat pants, pressing her firmly into me, helping her rock her center onto my length. “Make yourself feel good.”
Her head tips back and her eyes close, as her lips form a lazy O-shape and I grind her down on my dick.
Her hands grasp onto my shoulders as she starts to find her own rhythm.
I ease my grip on her hips letting my hands roam over her ass, dipping under her shirt to her waist, dragging them up to her breast. Her chest rises and falls as I touch her more, palming her breasts.
I tug on one of her nipples and she grinds harder on my lap, a moan escaping her.
“Keep going,” I buck my hips up higher, giving her more room to grind. “Let me see you cum just by grinding on my lap.”
“ Hunter… ” She moans my name so deliciously, “I-I’m gonna–”
I wrap my hand around her throat and tug her face to mine, “Cum Elliott.” I growl as my cock twitches against her. Her nails dig into my shoulders, eyes hazy as I eat up every second of watching her come apart for me.
“That’s my girl.”
Her body shivers against me as I slowly continue to grind against her center, wanting to drag out this moment. I kiss both of her cheeks, then place one on her lips.
She smiles at me, “Let me.” Her hands drop to my lap but I grab them in mine, bringing them to my lips and giving each a soft and gentle kiss .
“No, this was all about you.” As badly as I want to sink my teeth into her, I wanted her to have this moment even more. Just for her.
And I loved every fucking second of watching her have it.
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