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Now is the time to be bold. Forget the rules. You want him, and you can tell by the studious way he tries to ignore your state of undress that he wants you too. You set your empty bowl to the side and stand up.

"I'm tired, Hunter. Will you join me in bed?"

He looks up, startled and unsure. In response, you hold out your hand for him to take. With a soft smile, he sets his bowl to the side and takes your hand. When he's on his feet, he looks down at your linked hands. You tug him over to the only bed in the cabin and stop beside it. Then you turn to him and start to unbutton the shirt he gave you.

His eyes watch your every movement. In them is a heat just yearning to find release.

You let his shirt slide off of you, leaving you only in your underwear. His eyes flow over your form, and it's like he's already touching you. You lift a hand and begin to unbutton his shirt too. He makes no move to stop you.

Your fingers slide over the opened shirt, feeling his muscles twitch under your touch. You slide his shirt off and lean against his chest. "Kiss me." You lift your chin up to look into his eyes. "Please."

Hunter leans down, obliging. One of his hands slides around your neck, cupping you close as his lips find yours in a slow kiss. His tongue slips into your mouth, tasting you gently. His other hands runs over your curves, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. Your knees go weak.

He wraps his wandering arm around your waist and picks you up, muscles flexing against you. Slowly, he climbs onto the bed and lays you down in front of him. His mouth travels further south, licking your skin and teasing you. Hunter's fingers slide off your panties, leaving you bare in front of him.

He pauses to sit back and remove his pants, kicking off his boots and socks too. You take a moment to appreciate his naked form while he returns the favor. He's definitely well-endowed. He slides a hand between your thighs and brushes against your center. "Are you sure?" His voice is husky with desire.

You smile. "Yes, Hunter. I want you." You reach up to wrap your arms around his shoulders and tug him down on top of you.

He groans and his fingers rub against your clit, slowly inciting fire in your blood. His mouth trails over your chest and soon you're lost in the pleasure of his touch. Any time you tell him to do something, he does it immediately. Your pleasure is his pleasure.

Only when you've peaked from his hands does he finally give you what you want. He slides into you, groaning with the feeling of being inside you. His hips find your rhythm, and he wraps his hands around your waist as he moves in and out. His mouth finds yours.

Together, you take pleasure from one another until sleep claims you both. Outside, the raging storm quiets to a gentle rain. You wake up once, in the dead of the night, and find yourself in his arms, warm and safe and sated. With a smile, you fall back asleep, cuddling close.

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