I was pressed up against Hunter's chest as he slept. His arm sprawled possessively over me as his heartbeat thumped steadily against my back.

The grin on my face wasn't shifting. It had been there for hours. It would most likely be there for days.

However, my bladder was not happy. It clenched and I couldn't put it off any longer. Slowly I lifted his arm from me and shuffled away, careful not to wake him.

Out of his grasp, I sat up, turning to hear him grumble and reach out as if he were trying to find me.

A deep ache erupted in my chest.

He looked adorable.

Ha! Hunter Stone, adorable? Who would have ever thought it?

Pushing aside the deeply unsettling aching feeling, I slipped from the bed and tiptoed over to the en-suite bathroom, quietly shutting the door, before clicking on the light.

My bladder was glad of the relief as I finished, turning the tap on to wash my hands.

Glancing at my reflection in the mirror, my cheeks were still flushed from my post-orgasm bliss and oh my, my hair was all over the place. No escaping the 'just been seen to look.'

I rolled my eyes, duh... well you have just had the best sex of your life. Courtesy of Head of the Wolfe Industries sex God, Hunter Stone.

My mind replayed the night, his kiss, touch, hell even smell.

He had made me feel alive and wanted, more than I ever had.

The grin on my face stretched into a full-blown smile as I bit down on my lip. More flashes of our love-making.

Bloody hell, did I just think love-making... as in making love?

Holy Wolfsbane!

"You can quit that!" I muttered to myself, happy that my wolf was asleep.

Sighing, I had to get it together. We couldn't keep him.

Could we?

No, we couldn't.

Touching my lips, it was true to say, there was no way in heaven or hell I would forget what had just happened–if ever!

Dread then filled me as I feared all men would now be compared to Hunter Stone.

What if I never got to feel what I just felt with him again?

The thought was sobering, but it didn't stop me from replaying the last few hours with heat spreading through me like wildfire.

He had said he wanted me! Me!

And the way he had looked at me when he saw me naked–nobody had ever looked at me that way. And feeling every second of my orgasm was the best thing, and I now knew what all the fuss was about. Pearl had been so right.

Holy hell, Pearl!

She would be worried sick; I hadn't returned home, and I didn't have my phone to text her. I would ask Hunter if I could use his.

Flicking my eyes across his sink top, his toothbrush sat there. I wondered if he would have a spare.

Would it be rude to be nosey? I didn't think he would mind. Looking under the vanity unit I found a new one and quickly unwrapped and brushed my teeth.

Didn't want morning breath! Non, non, non!

Clicking off the light, I walked back to the bed. I smiled again as my eyes wandered the length of him until the sheet just below his hip took the joy away from seeing his impressive dick.

Mon Dieu.

Did I just think about his dick?

When did I become so brazen?

Shaking my head, I pulled my eyes up to his face. The light from the waning moon let in enough light for me to see his strong features. He was every bit a sex god, everything about him was sublime perfection.

Lying down next to him, facing him. I liked that he didn't snore, he looked relaxed and peaceful. Not his usual intense face.

Feeling my eyes become heavier I took one last long look at him before sleep took me.

Roughly four hours later, my eyes fluttered open to strong light.

"Morning beautiful." I heard him say. My eyes flew fully open.

"Has anyone ever told you, you look gorgeous when you're asleep? I mean you're fucking breathtaking when you awake but sleeping you... wow." He smiled.

My eyes widened. I wasn't sure if he was being serious. My mouth popped open, but I honestly didn't know what to say. He noted the surprised look on my face and raised his eyebrows before squishing them together.

"Too much?" he asked before giving me one of his drop-dead gorgeous smiles.

"How long have you been watching me?"

"Long enough to know that I enjoy waking up with you next to me. Hey, spend the day with me and stay tonight, yeah?"

He was like a child on Christmas morning and my breath caught in my throat. Did I just hear him right? He didn't think this was a one-night stand?

Did I think it was a one-night stand?

I knew I needed to be honest with myself. I didn't want to be another notch on his endless belt, but I wasn't sure where he was going with this either.

I pushed all thoughts from my head as he leaned in closer and captured my lips with his. His minty breath, caught me by surprise.

His tongue slipped past my lips and caressed mine. My face flushed. Mon Dieu. I wanted him...again.

His hand slipped under the sheet as he reached for my hip and pulled me towards him. His other hand came underneath me, lifting me, pulling me on top of him.

I felt his erection press hard into me and it forced me to clench.

Good God!

I couldn't believe it was barely seven in the morning and I wanted him.

Never breaking our kiss as now lay on top with his hand running up my back and tangling itself in my hair and deepening our kiss.

This was dangerous. I liked this too much.

Would it be so bad to spend the day... and maybe another night?

Who was I kidding? Oui!

But I wanted him. I also wanted another amazing orgasm. Was it selfish? Just one more day and then one more night and then it's done. I would end it.

His dick twitching against me brought my back to the now.

Shamelessly I moved my pelvis grinding against him, hearing a low groan escape his lips. A sudden urge to taste him flooded my mind. I hadn't had the chance last night, and I wanted to experience everything before I let him go.

I pulled back and we looked at each other breathlessly. Damn, he could kiss anyone stupid.

"I want to be inside you," he said, his eyes twinkling.

I wanted that too, but... "I want something first."

My god I couldn't believe I was being this forward. I'd never been this direct before.

His eyebrows raised as I propped myself up a little before I leant down, kissing his neck dragging my teeth along his smooth hot skin, nipping lightly.

He let out another groan as I moved down, over his collarbone. Down further over his chest, flicking his hard nipple with my tongue before nibbling it with my teeth.

He let out another groan. "Fuck me, Sage."

The excitement I felt was overwhelming. I was in control now. It's almost as if I had some power over him and for once without needing to use my gift.

It's just me making him feel this way. He wanted me.

My heart fluttered erratically, and my stomach flip-flopped. And down low, between my legs, well throbbing was an understatement.

Sucking his nipple for a second longer I moved lower, licking, sucking, biting my way down over his abs. I could feel he was fully hard now, even harder than moments ago.

"You're killin' me, Sage."

His hands were in my hair, tangling themselves.

I looked up to see him. And oh my, he looked even more breathtaking, his face flushed, his lips wet and full and his eyes now darkened, watching me with intent.

I was so hot.

Keeping my eyes on his, I lifted a little more as I let my hand slip down to take his hard length in my hand, curling my fingers around him slowly. He was thick and as I ran my hand up and over the head, I flicked my thumb to spread the wetness.

"Fuuuk." His voice was a little raspy and oh-so sexy.

His eyes left mine for a moment, letting his head roll back slightly as another moan left those heavenly lips of his.

"Fuck, that feels..." he stopped talking as I've now moved directly in front of his thick erection and I let my tongue loose on him.

He shivered. "Fuckin' hell."

I couldn't help a whisper of a smirk ghosting my lips before I flattened my tongue and gave him a firm lick. His eyes locked in on mine again. "You will be the death of me, you know that, yeah," he said.

I didn't say a word as I let my tongue run up his entire length, he twitched grabbing the bed sheets on either side of him.

Make it good Sage!

I gripped the base as I lowered, taking his full length into my mouth – well as much as I could take without choking. The feel of his skin was smooth, and he tasted sweet. My mouth watered around him.

I heard his intake of breath as I let my lips run up and down, stopping to swirl my tongue at the end before taking him in again hitting the back of my throat. Sucking, gently at first then a little harder.

"Fuckin' hell Sage, that's... fuck... don't." He moaned.

It was amazing to watch, as his breathing picked up.

I wanted to see him come. I wanted to make Hunter Stone lose control. I doubt many people if any had seen him lose control.

"Fuck, please.... Sage...." he gasped as I picked up my tempo. Sucking harder and I swore he was hitting my tonsils as I moved my hand in unison with my mouth, squeezing, sucking, hard then soft.

His eyes found mine as he moved one of his hands and grabbed the back of my head. Tilting his hips up, I took more of him into my mouth continuing to move my hand up and down.

He jerked slightly, and I knew it wouldn't take long.

"Sage, I can't hold it, shit... I'm coming."

Another string of curses left his mouth, and he thrust his hips upwards again and my mouth met and sucked greedily. A second later and with one last thrust and jerk of his hips, he emptied himself into my mouth.

I had no choice but to swallow, not that I wouldn't have.

He collapsed his head onto his pillow. I eased up gently licking enjoying him shudder every so often until he started to soften.

"Get up here," he said.

One more swipe of my tongue and I climbed back up his hard body.

His chest was heaving up and down, his breaths heavy.

I felt proud of myself. Well done me!

Staring down at him, the look I was met with was one of contentment.

I did that.

Oh yeah, I think Hunter Stone was happy.

He finally took another deep breath and said. "You are fucking amazing, anybody ever told you that?" He pulled me towards me and kissed me hard.

Revelling in his kiss, I pulled back. "You're welcome and I hope I met your expectations."

"Jesus Christ Sage, you've gone beyond my expectations. I don't think I'll ever get enough of you."

My heart stuttered.

Those words brought me crashing down.

He reached to stroke the side of my face and I pulled back. "I need the bathroom." A look of confusion, almost upset danced across his beautiful features.

"Yeah, okay," he said.

I rolled from him and grabbed the bed sheet, pulling it around me. I walked to the bathroom. Shutting the door behind me, I locked it. Nerves swirling around my tummy.

Mon Dieu.

I quickly peed before washing my hands. I had to be honest with him. Tell him that this couldn't go anywhere.

But why can't it go anywhere?

Shoving the crazy thought out of my head, I jumped when knuckles rapped on the door.

"Are you okay Sage?" he asked, his voice unsure.

My heart was racing as I unlocked and opened the door.

He was standing in front of me in all his naked glory pushing every rational thought from my brain. He was the most beautiful erotic thing I'd ever seen, and my body wanted him.

I was in so much trouble.

My wolf then woke up and whined, making it clear she wanted us to have him too.

I was in double trouble.

I needed to think.

She whined again.

Shut up!

I couldn't think when he was standing in front of me like that...

Focus, business face. "Err, yes sorry, just needed to pee." Maybe that was a little too much information

He smiled that goddamn bone-melting smile as he stepped towards me, taking either side of my face in his large hands. "You're so beautiful," he said with admiration in his voice.

My cheeks burned, my stomach flipped, and my wolf howled.

Holy Wolfsbane.

Unsure what to say, he kissed me again, but this was softer, with no rush or force of any kind. It was over just as quickly as he pulled back. "Want to get some breakfast? Although you've just eaten?" he said with a wolfish grin spreading across that talented mouth.

I blushed nodding my head. "Do you have anything I could wear?" I looked around him to see my dress on the floor in a heap.

His eyes lowered themselves to the bed sheet I still have wrapped around me. "Hmm, one of my shirts?" he quirked an eyebrow.

"Yeah, that would be good." I realised he probably didn't have women's clothes just lay around–or at least I hoped not.

He took my free hand and walked us to another door, opening it to reveal a huge walk-in wardrobe. I didn't think men owned this many clothes. Well, certainly none of the ones I dated ever did.

Dropping my hand, he walked along the shirt rack until he found what he wanted. "This will be perfect."

He pulled out a pale blue shirt. Walking back, he raised an eyebrow. "You're gonna have to drop the sheet."

Mon Dieu. I bit down on my lip and squeezed my legs together, that look of his was sexy and deadly. My hands squeezed the sheet tightly between my fingers. I wasn't even sure why I was hesitating. He had seen me naked.

So why was I suddenly shy? Taking a deep breath, I unclasped my fingers, letting it fall.

His eyes did a slow tour of my body. Desire was the only thing shining in those damn beautiful brown eyes of his, desire and excitement.

Licking his lips, he flexed his impressive muscular biceps as he opened out the blue shirt before offering one sleeve. I let my arm slide in as I turned to find the other sleeve waiting for me. Twisting back around he pulled the shirt together before both hands slid down the material to the hem. I heard him sigh before he fastened the small buttons.

His eyebrows raised as he came up to the buttons close to my breasts. "As sexy as you look in my shirt. I'm almost reluctant to cover these, he pulled the shirt apart, leaning down he kissed each breast.

Heat flooded my body... again. And the urge to jump on him was immense. My cheeks blazed.

What is he doing to me?

Lifting his head, his killer sexy smirk still intact, he fastened a couple more buttons. "C'mon let's get something inside you that isn't me!" His smirk widened.

Yep, definitely going to be the death of me!