57- Pretense
“Hunter when are we meeting your Granma? I have heard a lot about her from your employees.” Abigail sounded tipsy because of having two shots of tequila. She was going to start her third one when Hunter found her and had to snatch it away from her hand.
“Let’s see. We can go to see her at noon. Around lunch hour.” They were dancing slowly with music beats along with other couples. His arms were casually around her shoulders and her hands were resting on his chest.
“Something is cooking in your head, Hunter?” then taking her mouth near his ear she whispered, “You know what? We can tell them that we like each other. No need to pamper me every time when people are around.”
Looking into her eyes he frowned a little, “Not everything I do is for pretense, Abi.”
“Really? Then why we don’t have sex?” she looked into his eyes.
Hunter could not help it when a slow smile spread across his face. With great struggle, keeping his face straight he just shrugged his shoulders.
Abigail was quick to hold him tightly, ” Hunter, I didn’t mean to offend you. Sorry” then taking off her sandals she placed her both feet on his shoes, her arms around his neck. “What are you doing sugar?” @
“Apologizing.” Then after making herself stable she kissed his forehead, ” Sorry.” Then a quick peck on his Sorry.” nose,
Then his one cheek, “Sorry.”
Then the other cheek, “Sorry.”
Hunter’s control snapped and he started laughing at her very rare boldness. “Abigail, now I understand why you don’t drink much.”
“Good. That’s what I like about you. You always reach the root cause.” She was still planting small kisses on his face making him ticklish causing him to crack up again. Hunter held her face with his hands, “Stop it, girl. No one is watching us here.”
Looking into his eyes her voice dropped to a whisper, “Not everything is for a pretense, Hunter Levisay.” With that, she leaned forward and started kissing him boldly ravaging his lips.
Hunter had to tie his arms around her waist to stop her from falling. His mouth was opening on her, to taste her when unexpectedly she started to push her tongue in his mouth a little. The kiss was proving to be intoxicating for him. With great super force, he broke the kiss becoming breathless.
Abigail had a smile on her face, she was still holding him observing his features while he was staring at her face. Moving forward again she started to rub her cheek with his. “Hunter! You are yum. Now tell me how to stay away from you. Hmm?” Hunter’s face was serious and she seemed oblivious to it. Holding his head, Abigail again started kissing him. She did not want to leave him. Hunter kissed her back but then stopped himself. 2.
Whenever it was Abigail, his control always seemed to snap. Before her, he always knew when to control his urges and how to keep his emotions in check. But Abigail was different.
His fingers were threaded in her hair. Fighting his inner battle he moved away from his mouth. “Sugar!” a hoarse whisper escaped his mouth. ” Tomorrow is going to be a very busy day. Let’s go to our room.”
He was carrying her in his arms when he entered the elevator. Her arms were around his neck and her cheek was leaning on his chest.
When they reached the penthouse, Hunter carried her to the bedroom and placed her gently down on the mattress. Holding her feet he started taking off her sandals. She was looking at his face intently then very slowly she started trailing her forefinger on his face.
When their eyes met, she smiled wickedly and leaned forward to put her lips on his. Hunter knew she was going to try something like this. While kissing him she was leaning on his body with her full weight which made them fall on the floor.
Hunter was quick to hold her so that his back would land on the carpet and her body on him. Their lips were still locked. “Sugar. I want to do it when you are clear-headed. Ok?” He murmured against her lips. He was stretching on the carpet with her sprawled over his body. He was holding her tightly while controlling his uneven breathing.
“Go to sleep Abigail.”
“Ok.” She said obediently and stood up. With a loud unladylike yawn, she started taking off her blouse. Hunter panicked a little, “What are you doing?”
“Taking it off. Why?”
“Just go to sleep.”
“Oh, I would. Let me get rid of it!”
“Abigail! Don’t!”
“Why? You also take off your shirt before going to bed. Did I ever make any objection?” @
Hunter just shook his head not able to say anything. “Then why do I have to stop? Because I am a woman?” With that, she took it off then threw away her bra and settled under the covers with a silly smile on her face.
Feeling helpless Hunter went to the bathroom and when he returned she had already gone to sleep.
With the rest of her clothes lying around the bed, he found her panties too.
