Chapter 20 Hunter was a gentle lover

Jane’s POV

“No,” I whimpered, my face screwing up as I battled the twin flames of arousal and pain singeing my nipples, “stop.”

I was hyper aware of his body against mine, of every breath he took that pushed his chest against my bare breasts. He laved his tongue over my nipples, taking one into his mouth at a time and tweaking the other between his fingertips. He pinched it. Hard.

“Too late,” he growled, sliding his hands down my arms to encircle my wrists. He held them above my head, stopping me from pushing weakly at him.

“What are you thinking, Hunter?” My voice came out breathless but determined. “Our kids are here!” This stupid place was too cramped for me to be able to escape him, and with every second that passed with his dick pressed against me I was losing the ability to think clearly. Every inch of me wanted him…

He peppered kisses down my neck, trailing along towards my ear. He nibbled gently at my earlobe and murmured huskily, “Don’t worry, they’re asleep and it’s dark in