Page 185 of Hunt for You

Her brows went up. “Right now? No. Why, are you hungr—”

She shrieked laughing as I launched myself at her, throwing the bags aside and leaning down to pick her up and throw her over my shoulder, kicking the door closed behind me and slapping her ass as I carried her deeper into the room… and stopped dead.

It wasn’t a room. It was a fuckingsuite.A big one.

It had an entryway, because there was a kitchen on the other side of the wall, a long island, then an even longer, wider dining area that ran under the huge windows—they started a couple feet up from the floor and ran all the way to the ceiling,with windowsills so deep Bridget would be able to curl up with a pillow and a book.

“Bridget—” I started hesitantly as the room opened up to my right and then I could see that those windows ran the length of the living room that was large enough for a recliner, a sectional couch, a drink bar, and the door into the separate bedroom, that I couldn’t see, but knew had to be just as luxurious as the rest of this place.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got it covered,” she said, still giggling, her stomach jumping against my shoulder in a way that made my cock twitch.

“But—”

“I figured we wouldn’t be getting out much and… if you’re worried about it, you can repay me in services rendered,” she said slyly, her voice vibrating against my back.

I took another couple steps into the room, swallowing, because this place was massive and beautiful.

Then she clapped her hand on my back a couple times. “Husband?Godthat seems weird to say, but anyway… Are you going to freak out about this? It’s the closest thing I could do to a honeymoon on such short notice.”

“No, no, of course not…” I rumbled, leaning down to put her back on her feet, and straightening because I needed to look at her again.

Her face was a little red from hanging upside down over my back, but she tipped her chin up to catch my eyes, smiling, though I could see the uncertainty in her gaze.

I cupped her face with one hand and held her waist with the other, glancing over her back at the stunning room behind her then back down to her shining eyes.

“God bless whoever designed this hotel,” I said, low and husky, stroking her cheek.

She arched one brow. “Oh? Why?”

I grinned at her. “Because those window sills are deep enough to sit in… or bend you over.”

Her eyes widened and her smile turned saucy. “You should see the shower.”

“I’m going to see every inch of this place,” I vowed to her, pulling her right up to her toes because I was about to kiss her. “But first, a new rule.”

She tipped her head. “You and your rules—”

“No clothes the moment we cross that doorway—ever. For as long as we’re here,” I growled.

Her smile broadened as I leaned down to kiss her, but then she grabbed my face in her hands and pushed me back.

“Bridget! What—” My voice was muffled against her palm, but she shoved me back and waggled a finger at me.

“The Dom has to play by his own rules. Don’t worry, I’ll help.”

Then she reached for the hem of my hoodie and started pushing it up my torso, wrestling because she was so much shorter than me—and because the button-fly on my jeans didn’t want to release. Too much pressure behind it.

But finally, finally, breathless and laughing, I was naked too and she grabbed me immediately, pulling me down into a kiss. I appeased her, but kept leaning down, sliding hands down her back to cup her ass, then pick her up and carry her into the bedroom.

She wrapped her legs around my waist and opened her mouth on my neck, sending a wash of need down my spine as I hurried through the suite with her, thrilling as I got her in the bedroom, then wrenched her off and threw her onto the huge, king sized bed.

She shrieked and laughed when she bounced, pushing up to sit. The laughter died on her tongue when our eyes locked, but her smile got wider as she began to back away.

I crawled onto the bed, prowling towards her. When she tried to evade me, I shot a hand out to grab her ankle and yanked her towards me so fast her head bounced on the bed and she shrieked again.

Her laughter echoed around the vaulted ceiling as I crawled over her, using my weight to press her into the thick bed as I covered her. I couldn’t resist kissing my way up her body, teasing her nipples with my teeth until she gasped, then pulling myself up to take her open, smiling mouth.

Plunging my hands into her hair, I tilted her head and delved her mouth with my tongue boldly.