Chapter 17 – Can't Take It Anymore

Hunter came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel and his hair was still damp from his shower. He had woke before Evie did and decided he'd let her sleep in a little instead of waking her. She was always a little grumpy in the morning, so any time she got to sleep longer was a good thing.

He looked down at her. She was on her side with her back to him. The blankets had slid down to her waist, revealing the low back of the nightie. His groin tightened at the thought of her in nothing but that damned thong she was wearing underneath. An evil little thought suddenly occured to him and he smiled as he removed the towel and sat down on the bed next to her.

The movement of the bed caused Evie to stretch as she rolled over and opened her eyes. A gasp of surprise escaped her as she came face to face with Hunter. "What are you doing in my bed?"

"Just thought I'd give you a surprise," he responded.

She smiled. "Really? And what would the surprise be?"

He leaned in and kissed her thoroughly as he lifted the blanket, slid in next to her and pulled her against him. She responded enthusiastically as her slid down over his waist. When she encountered bare skin, she was taken aback. He wasn't wearing anything.

Evie pushed against him so she could look at him. "Where are your shorts?"

He simply grinned and kissed her again.

She fended him off after the first two kisses. "Hunter, where are your shorts?" she repeated.

A low chuckle. "I lost them." He took her hand and put it back on his waist, but instead of letting go, he pushed it lower.

Evie's fingers gently brushed against something hard and she smiled to herself. Someone is a little impatient this morning. His hand let go of hers and she ran her fingers over him again, feeling him shiver.

She shifted so her mouth was right by his ear. "Is this what you want Hunter?" she asked as she stroked him to emphasize what she meant.

He nodded as he lowered his head to her neck to kiss the tender skin. He felt his body tighten as she continued to stroke his hard flesh. As he moved from her neck to her mouth, his hand worked one of the thin straps of her nightie down her shoulder. He left her lips and kissed his way down from her shoulder to the top of the fabric.

She sucked in a breath as she felt his mouth descend then start back up. Her hand moved a little faster as her heart skipped wildly. An involuntary moan slipped out.

Hunter felt a surge of excitement upon hearing her. His breathing became rapid; his heart was pounding. He wanted her so much that it hurt, but for some reason, he didn't want to admit it. He pushed the thought aside impatiently. Enough of the games. "Evie?" he ground out.

"What? she whispered breathlessly.

"I don't know how much more of this I can take."

She smiled. "If it's too much for you, I can stop," she said with a hint of amusment.

"Don't tease me woman. I'm serious,' he growled.

"So am I," she retorted. "Besides, you started this by getting in my bed with nothing on." Her hand moved up to rest on his waist.

"You started it by wearing this," his finger hooked around one of the straps that held her nightie up. "And that damn thong," he finished.

A knowing smile appeared. "And your point would be what Hunter?"

"My point is this," he said as he guided her hand back down.

Her fingers closed around his erection and she gently tugged on it. His eyes closed halfway as she continued to play with him. "Hunter?" she whispered softly.

"Yeah?"

Suddenly she didn't want to play anymore games. She wanted him. Now. She leaned in towards his ear. "Are you going to fuck me or not?" Her voice was husky with desire.

"You have such a dirty mouth," he said playfully.

"Well, are you? Or is this another big tease?"

He swallowed hard as his pulse jumped, then- "Are you sure?"

She stopped what she was doing and pulled back. Despite the fact that he was excited, she could see the concern in his eyes. She smiled enigmatically as she shifted closer. "Yes."

He felt the caress of her body against his and he became even more aroused. One of his long, powerful legs shot between hers. Evie arched against him involuntarily and it was all he could do not to rip her garments off. His hand pushed the fabric down from her breasts which caused her to gasp. He kissed her hard as he fondled the pliant flesh.

She moaned his name into his mouth as she parted her legs, inviting him closer. Instead he sat up, pulling her with him and stripped her of her nightie. It was tossed to the floor, followed by the thong.

As they lay back down, she kissed him insistently. His tongue slipped into her mouth, swirling and teasing hers. As she melted into his embrace, she felt his arousal against her thigh, warm and solid. She reached down and touched him again, gently stroking and teasing.

He shuddered as her hand enveloped him and he buried his face in her breasts and began licking and kissing the flesh. His hand found its way to the tangle of curls between her legs and he gently stroked her sensitive spot, causing her to writhe with need. They continued with the kisses and caresses, leaving each other panting in anticipation. Finally, his desire was so great that he couldn't wait anymore. One large hand caught her thigh and pushed her legs farther apart. He pinned her under him and penetrated her in one swift motion.

Her nails dug into his back as she moaned and she twisted her hips up to invite him deeper. He complied, gliding in and out of her, deliberately prolonging the contact then denying it. Her hands moved down to his buttocks as she pushed up to him while he thrust into her.

The movement of his body became more demanding as he watched her. Her eyes were closed, her lips were open and she was breathing his name over and over. The sight of her goaded him on and she lifted towards him as his body moved furiously against hers. He arched himself above her as he intensified his possession and his rhythm. Her hips bucked frantically as her long legs wrapped around his waist and she cried out. He felt the convulsions as she climaxed and groaned harshly as his ripped through him.

Slowly, Hunter stopped. They both lay there, trying to catch their breath. He looked down at her. Her head was turned to the side exposing the column of her neck. He could see her pulse throbbing just underneath the skin. Tenderly he kissed the spot. After a few minutes Hunter shifted, reluctantly disengaged himself and lay down next to her, draping one arm across her abdomen.

He simply looked at her; watching her chest gently heaving as she tried to calm her breathing; the way her full lips were slightly parted; the way her hair created a reddish halo around her head.

Evie opened her eyes and found him staring her. "What?" she asked shyly.

"You're beautiful," he simply replied and then watched as a faint blush crept up her cheeks.

She smiled at the compliment. "Thank you."

"And you're even more beautiful when you blush," he teased.

"Stop it," Evie protested.

Hunter reached over and touched her cheek. "You are."

He gathered her into his arms and held her. They fell into slience, savoring the comfort of each other. After a couple of minutes, Hunter kissed her and then rolled onto his back. "As much as I wanna stay here in bed with you all day..." he trailed off.

She sighed. "I know. We have to get going." She shifted so that her head was resting on his chest. "I don't wanna."

Hunter glanced at the clock. "Me neither, but we have to." He sat up, bringing her with him. "C'mon woman. We can shower together."

Evie laughed as he pulled her into the bathroom with him.

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They arrived in Chicago on time. They had the next four days off and Evie had decided to fly home to check up on things and spend a little time with her family. She had asked Hunter to come with her and was pleasantly surprised when he had said yes. She thought he might go to his house in New Hampshire. He said that he could go up anytime. He was more interested in seeing her home.

As soon as they had collected their luggage, they piled it all onto a cart and headed for the curb. Evie hailed a taxi, gave him the address and they were soon on their way.

The cab driver kept up casual conversation, asking them polite questions and pointing out a few things along the way that had changed while Evie had been gone. Finally he pulled up in front of a three story brownstone. "Here ya are folks."

Evie paid him the fare along with a nice tip. The driver helped them put the luggage on the curb, tipped his hat and then drove off.

Hunter took a look at the building. He realized he didn't know all that much about her; aside from her taste in crappy horror movies and the bits and pieces she had shared about her family. "So this is where you live?"

"Yeah. I've been here for about five years." She picked up her things and walked around the side of the building, through a gate and to the back door, Hunter following behind her.

"What floor are you on?"

"Second floor and its all stairs. No elevator," she grinned.

"At least I'll get some sort of work out today."

A cheeky smile showed on Evie's lips. "I thought we had one this morning."

Hunter shook his head as he followed her up the stairs to the back door of her place. Evie unlocked the door and they crossed through it and into the kitchen. Evie walked down the hall and into a bedroom, the wood floor squeaking occasionally under her feet. Hunter trailed behind her, stopping outside the door. He looked in.

Apparently this was Evie's room. It was fairly large with a queen sized bed, an old chest of drawers, another cabinet which held a television that faced the foot of the bed and various family photos scattered along one wall. Everything was in warm browns, reds and cream with a bit of purple and green; feminine without being frilly or flowery.

She heaved her suitcase onto the bed and then turned to face him. "Your bedroom is the next one."

"I don't get to sleep in here with you? What a gyp."

"That's only when my parents come over on Sunday."

He did a double take. "Your parents are coming here on Sunday?" When she nodded he rolled his eyes. "You didn't tell me."

"Must have slipped my mind," she teased.

They got settled in. Evie wandered into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. It had been stocked with enough food for the next couple of days thanks to her friend Philip who took care of things for her while she was gone. She set about concocting a chicken dish while Hunter kept himself occupied on her computer, checking his mail.

Her cell phone rang just as she was putting the dish in the oven. She shut the oven door and dashed to her room to pick her cell up.

"This is Evie," she answered breathlessly.

"There you are!" exclaimed a masculine voice on the other end. "I was beginning to think you had forgotten about me."

"No Philip. I haven't forgotten you," Evie replied as she sat down on the bed. "How are you?"

"Oh I'm fine. Just wanted to make sure you made it in okay."

"Yeah we did. Thanks for picking up food by the way. What do I owe you?"

"Nothing of monetary value. But you can repay me by showing up at the party tomorrow night."

Evie smiled. "I already told you I'd be there. What's the matter with you? I leave you for the WWF and you can't remember anything anymore without me around?"

"You know I'm such a wreck with out you. So much so that I opened my own business," Philip joked. "Just make sure you bring your employer with you. He is with you isn't he?"

"Yes he is. And yes I'll bring him."

"That's a good girl. I knew I could count on you," he replied. "Listen, I have to get going, but I'll definitely see you tomorrow."

"Definitely," Evie said as she stood up.

They said their goodbyes and Evie pressed the release button and set the phone in its charger.

"Who was that?" asked Hunter from the doorway.

Evie turned around. "A friend." She walked over to him and leaned against the door frame. "We have a party to go to tomorrow night."

"Yeah. I remember you telling me about that last week." He leaned closer to her. "I'd much rather stay here with you and that bed."

Evie smiled. "That'll have to wait. Besides, I've got something cooking in the kitchen." She straightened up and gently pushed him out of the way.

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They spent Saturday morning curled up in bed, only emerging from the blankets long enough to turn the television on. Evie quickly found some cartoons to watch and stuffed the remote under her pillow. Hunter poked his head out from under the comforter, took one look at what she was watching and dropped his head back on the pillow with a groan. He pulled the blanket over his head.

Evie looked at him. "What is your problem?"

His voice was muffled. "How old are you again?"

"Old enough for you not to get arrested for committing such lewd and filthy acts like you did last night." She slipped a hand under the comforter and gently poked him in the side.

He jerked away from her finger. "I didn't hear you complaining," he retorted.

Evie pulled the blanket away from his face and leaned over him, her hair hanging down on either side ofher face. "I couldn't complain. You didn't give me a chance to."

Hunter pushed her hair away. "I guess when you're too busy shouting someone's name, you wouldn't have time to complain."

She gasped at his remark and then proceeded to tackle him, mock punching and smacking him across the chest. He grabbed her hands and rolled over so she was underneath him.

"Not fair! You're bigger than I am!" she protested.

He smirked. "I just thought I'd give you another chance to either shout my name, or complain about your treatment last night."

Evie's eyes grew wide as he pinned her arms above her head and roughly kissed her. When he had pulled away, she twisted slightly, trying to free herself from his grip. In the process, she realized that he was becoming excited. She could feel him growing hard.

He just lay there, letting her struggle. He was enjoying this. His face wore a look of lasciviousness. She noticed and stopped trying to escape.

"You sir, are a cad," she whispered.

He cocked his head to one side and winked at her. "Yeah, but you love it," he responded as he pushed her legs apart with his and settled between them.

Evie gasped at the contact and the familiar tingle between her legs began to grow. Her weak protest died unspoken as his mouth came down on hers. Hunter let go of her arms and she clutched at his shoulders as he thrust himself inside her without any warning. She whimpered at the feeling of him inside her and pushed herself up to meet each thrust, her intensity matching his. Move for move, she imitated him until they were both calling each others name as they climaxed

Hunter rolled over, taking her with him so that she was lying on top of him. She lay with her head on his broad chest, trying to collect her breath. She could smell the familiar scent of his cologne, heard the rapid tattoo of his heartbeat and felt the warmth of his skin under her cheek. A contented sigh escaped as she pressed as close to him as possible.

She heard his chuckle rumbling in his chest before it even came out of his mouth. Evie raised her head and looked at him. "What?"

His eyes sparkled with humour. "You didn't hear me complaining did you?"

Evie's eyebrow arched up. "Well I guess when you're too busy shouting someone's name, you wouldn't have time to complain," she mocked.

"Excuse me, I don't shout names."

"You are such a liar Hunter Hearst Helmsley. I heard you."

He smirked. "Prove it."

"I'll prove it. But I'll prove it later and in more ways than you can imagine."

Hunter laughed. "I dunno Evie, I can imagine quite a lot."

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A/N: Thanks again for the reviews. I hope this wasn't too disappointing. I always have a bit of trouble writing the sexual aspects of fanfic. If anyone has any pointers (no pun intended), they would be appreciated!