I inhale the sweater that Hunter let me borrow one more time as I sit on his disheveled bed.
“Glad to know you like my scent.” He chuckles as he gets dressed in clothes similar to what I’m wearing. Simple sweatpants and a sweater, but he makes it look sexy as f**k.
“You smell so good, I can’t get enough.” I mumble as I bury my face into the sweater I’m wearing. His deep, throaty chuckle as me blushing and my p***y pulsing. We definitely need to give my poor lady bits a break. I don’t think I’ve ever had this much s*x before, not even when I was in heat. It’s almost like trying to remember s*x before Hunter is hard. Like he f****d away any memory of Jackson. Thinking of him has my back stiffening.
“Hunter, I have to tell you something.” I say as he pulls on his socks.
“You can tell me a
