Hunter POV
She tasted like cherry and vanilla. I dove my fingers into my hair, tugging as our lips connected. Estelle was a wildfire yet as delicate as ice. Never met a girl who could kid my ass and mend my heart all at once. I think I knew a while ago that I was screwed.
“Ah Hunter,” she moaned.
I growled into her lips. I lifted her thighs. Gosh, I loved her thighs and flipped her over so I was on top. I caressed her arms and lifted them over her head. I paused and stared into her eyes. I could do this my whole life. Which was scary I’d never thought about that before with any woman.
“Hey, come on!”
I chuckled. “Impatient much?”
She bit her bottom lip. I rolled my hips forward, filling her up completely as gently as I could. She changed up my entire style. She might have been a badass out there in the real world. Estelle could kick anyone’s ass. Yet when she was with me the real Estelle came out. The shy, delicate and soft Estelle. She was soft in more ways than one. I scooped her in
