Watched by Olivia Batto Page A

you don’t feel the same way, or if you’re not ready, I can wait. It doesn’t upset me.” He pressed her against the cavern wall, and she shivered at the contrast between the cold stone and the heat of his body. A grin curved his lips as he nipped at her collarbone. “You want to know what does upset me?”
    “What?” Her pulse fluttered as he ran his hands under her tank top and up her back. A rush of moisture dampened her panties. She sighed, pressing her hips against his. The solid heat of his erection through his jeans thrilled her.
    “This bra. It’s in the way.” He unsnapped her strapless bra under her tank top and pulled it away in a quick movement, and she gasped.
    “Dammit Hunter, give me back my bra!” She reached up to snatch it from him, but he only lifted it higher above his head with a playful grin.
    Her breasts rubbed against his chest, the friction making them feel swollen and heavy. A guilty thrill ran through her as he stuffed the bra into his bag. The idea of being braless in public felt oddly decadent and exciting, even as her hands moved to cover herself.
    He grinned and pulled her hands aside, sucking gently on the sensitive skin just under her wrist and using the other hand to caress her beaded nipple through the thin fabric. The feel of his hot lips and the gentle pressure of his fingers drew a moan from her chest.
    “It’s been far too long since I’ve had my hands on you.” He said, sweeping his hand under her tank top. “That upsets me. You should be touched all the time.” Hunter wiggled his eyebrows, then brushed his fingers across her aching nipple, and pinched lightly before palming her breast.
    Alexandra arched toward him, stretching her skin taut against his touch. “Couldn’t you have told me before we left the apartment?” She smiled at him to defuse her halfhearted protest. Pleasure and need vibrated through her.
    He lifted one of her legs, hiking up her skirt and pushing his knee forward to keep her thighs open. “No one’s here, baby. Spread those legs for me, I’ll make sure no one sees.” She trembled at the raw sensuality in his voice, lifting her chin as he nibbled at the base of her neck.
    His thumb stroked her nipple in a mesmerizing rhythm while his other hand glided up her skirt. He pulled her panties aside, his fingers stroking her sensitive folds before reaching up to stroke her clit.
    His strong fingers began to stroke at a steady pace as he switched his attention to her other nipple. She gasped, saying his name as the sensation spiraled through her.
    “I love the way you say my name, sweetheart. It drives me wild. I want to hear you yell it when you come.” He took her mouth in a long kiss, releasing her when she was breathless and pressed a light kiss at her temple.
    She touched his cheek, looking into his darkened blue eyes. “Should we really do this?” The idea of him touching her so intimately in a public place seemed exotic and exciting, the twinge of fear arousing her more. “I’ve never done something like this, you know - out in the open like this.”
    He caught her index finger in his mouth, sucking it gently and rasping his tongue over the pad before releasing with a wicked, sexy smile. “Scared? Do you want me to stop?”
    She shook her head. “No, don’t stop.”
    He slid a finger inside her, the hot invasion making her knees buckle. He caught her around the waist, lifting her and supporting her weight easily. Stroking her clit steadily, he began slowly pumping his finger into her, nipping at her breast through the thin fabric of her tank top.
    A sound between a whimper and a moan escaped from Alexandra’s parted lips. His dual attention was sending tingling shock waves through her body. She couldn’t stop herself from clamping on him, and he seemed to know just how to touch her to keep her wanting more.
    Her nipples ached for his attention, and each nip seemed to bring him closer to her sensitized tips without actually giving