All Chapters of Ignite me (A collection of Short Stories): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“You're so beautiful” He says, his mouth kissing my chest “so hot” he whispers, kissing another spot. I shudder beneath his touch, electricity sprouting from the point of contact and dancing across my skin. The tip of his tongue darts out, trailing my flesh as he moves down towards my breasts. “You—mmhhh” His tongue swirls around my left nipple before I can finish, taking in a big suck, nipping. I gasp, squeezing my eyes shut as he leaves another mark on my skin. Once he’s satisfied, he renews his path with his mouth, leaving hickeys on both of my tits and several across my stomach. And all I can do is just take it. When my body is well and abused from his teeth and tongue, he lifts up my legs and forces my thighs open. Baring my pussy to him, and the arousal glistening from within. He mutters a curse under his breath as his eyes devour my pussy. He leans down, close enough for his hot breath to hit my core. I lift up for a better view just as he looks up at me thro

‘Hunter Briggs, you're not fit for full duty until January. Go home, get some rest.’That's what my commanding officer told me, giving me an R&R leave after the medic inspected and patched up my shoulder injury. After everything that happened on deployment.I'm very happy, though. I'm happy I will be seeing my family again after a year and three months. I believe what happened, happened for a good reason. Not everyone gets to spend the holidays with their family.“Oh my God!! Hunter? Hunter, is that really you?”I can’t stop the flood of emotion that hits me when I see her—my mom. My bag slips unconsciously from my right hand as I close the distance between us, wrapping her in a hug. I wish I could hold her tighter, squeeze her like I’ve missed her, but my shoulder injury won’t allow it. Even so, just being close to her feels like coming home.“It’s really you, son.” She holds my face, her eyes wrinkling, teary as she smiles.“It’s me, Mama.” I press a kiss to her cheek and hug her ag

Hailey’s POV I swear I don't look flushed. Or maybe just a little from looking immensely at a man I was once intimately involved with. Hunter has always been the most good looking twin. And he got even better with the new haircut— I’ve missed seeing and touching his beautiful long curly hair—coupled with his now more sharpened jaw. No doubt he has gotten bigger too. Bigger in physique. “He did mention that,” Hunter says, sighing. Thinking about it, what will his girlfriend look like? A blonde? Hunter was very much into blondes. Is she very pretty? How and when did they meet? I shake off the thought quickly. I shouldn't care. “What’s her name?” I ask, only curious. “Julian,” he says, and it only took me a few seconds to be reminded of something that gets me snickering. “What?” he asks, eyes wandering on me. “How Ironic. Julian Roberts being your celebrity crush.” He chuckles. “Or is she now your girlfriend?” I tease. “I was only eighteen” then, “And at least I wasn't cru

Hailey's POV This is so wrong, but I can't stop. I'm addicted, I'm starving, taking him all in, holding on to his lips for dear life. It's so erotic, the way our lips are connected, the way it moves— lips smacking, our tongues touching. It makes my pussy so needy for him. My lower lip goes between his teeth, and I moan when it slips out with a loud smack, the handkerchief leaving my hand. The kiss gets more intense and his right hand moves to my waist, crushing my body against his hard toned body. My hand instinctively go to his neck, and then to the back of his head. We are smooching like horny high school teenagers that are scared of being caught. It's hurried, an adrenaline rush, steamy. “Hunter” Mrs Briggs calls, her voice echoing from the sitting room. Our kissing comes to a stop. “Hailey” Neither of us answers. We stay there quietly, our faces in panic, reality crashing back slowly. But instead of doing the right thing, like moving away from him, my body betrays me, an

Hunter's POVThe moment I step out of the restroom, my phone buzzes.A message from Cole.Hospital emergency. Had to leave.Again.On Christmas Eve.The thought of Hailey finding out, her hurting more—twists something ugly in my chest. The idea of breaking my twin’s marriage should stop me. It should scare me into letting her go.But it doesn’t.I won’t stop. Not now. Not when I’ve already decided I’m done pretending. I’ll chase her. I’ll win her heart. I’ll claim her the way I should have years ago, before she ever became his wife.When I return to the table, my stomach drops.It’s empty.No Julian.Only the bouquet of flowers I gave her sits there, untouched. That makes it worse, worries me more. My eyes sweep the restaurant, searching for Julian. For any sign of her, until my phone starts ringing. It's Julian.I step outside immediately.“Julian, where are—”“I left.” She says, cutting me off.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The drive home is quiet, heavy. My thoughts keep circlin