<b>Chapter </b><b>114 </b>


    -HUNTER’S POV-


    The question in Celine’s eyes when she asked if I was sure still echoes in my mind as I unlock the car.


    Her kiss was all the answer I needed, but now, standing here beside my vehicle under the soft glow of the streetlights, the effect of what’s <fnfd10> Newest update provided by fin?novel</fnfd10>


    about to happen settles over me like electricity in the air.


    I can’t take my eyes off Celine as I help her into the passenger seat.


    The theater feels like a distant memory now, charged with an unspoken tension that’s been building between us since this morning.


    Her hand finds mine again, her fingers intertwining with mine as if they belong there. I can feel her heartbeat through her palm, rapid and


    eager, matching the rhythm of my own.


    The air is thick with anticipation, and I know tonight is the night. I don’t care about the movie anymore. I only care about her.


    “Hunter, I’ve never… I mean, I’ve never done this in a car before,” she says softly, her cheeks flushing as I settle into the driver’s seat.


    Her eyes, deep pools of brown, search mine with a mix of curiosity and nervousness. I don’t respond with words.


    Instead, I reach for her, my grip firm but gentle.


    The cool night air has left her slightly shivering, and I can see her nipples hardening beneath her blue sundress. My pulse quickens at the


    sight, my mind already painting shy pictures of what’s toe.


    My car sits under the faint glow of a streemp, its sleek ck exterior gleaming. The interior fills with her scent….a mix of vani and


    something uniquely her.


    My heart pounds in my chest as I turn to her, my gaze intense.


    “Celine,” I say, my voice low and rough, “I’ve wanted this since the moment I saw you this morning.”


    She bites her lip, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink. “Wanted this, really?” she whispers, though we both know the answer.


    I don’t bother with words this time either. I lean in, closing the distance between us, and press my lips to hers. The kiss is hungry, desperate,


    as if we’ve both been starving for this moment.


    Her lips are soft and obedient, parting easily under mine. I taste her….sweet and intoxicating….and I know there’s no going back.


    My hands move to her waist, pulling her closer, until she’s practically sitting on myp. Her breasts press against my chest, and I groan into her mouth, my desire spiraling out of control.


    I break the kiss briefly, trailing kisses along her jawline, her neck, savoring the way she tilts her head back, exposing more of her delicate skin


    to me.


    “Hunter,” she murmurs, her voice breathless, what are we doing?”


    “We’re doing what we should’ve done the moment we left the house, eating every piece of you” I reply, my lips brushing against her ear.


    I nip at her lobe, and she shakes, her hands gripping my shoulders. I feel her pulse racing beneath my fingertips, and I know she wants this as


    much as I do.


    My hands slide up her sides, cupping her breasts through her dress. She gasps, her head falling back as I massage her, my thumbs brushing


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    over her hardening nipples.


    “Hunter,” she moans, her voice thick with need.


    I smile against her skin, my lips moving down to her corbone, then lower, to the edge of her dress. I tug it open slowly, revealing thecy ck bra beneath.


    Her breasts are perfect….full and perky, the nipples straining against the fabric. I take a moment to admire them, my gaze lingering, before leaning down to take one into my mouth.


    She arches into me, her hands tangling in my hair as I suckle her, my tongue swirling around her nipple.


    “Fuck, Hunter,” she groans, her hips shifting restlessly against me.


    I can feel her heat through our clothes, and it’s driving me wild. I switch to her other breast,vishing it with the same attention, my hands roaming over her body, mapping every curve, every soft inch of her.


    Her breathes in short, sharp gasps, and I know she’s close to the edge. But I’m not done yet. I want to savor every moment, every sound, every reaction.


    I pull back slightly, my lips brushing against hers as I whisper, “Tell me what you want, Celine.”


    Her eyes meet mine, dark with desire. “I want you,” she says, her voice steady despite the tremor in her body. “I want you to fuck me, Hunter. Right here. Right now.”


    Her words send a jolt of electricity through me, and I don’t need to be told twice. I shift her off myp, pushing her back against the car door, her legs spreading to amodate me between them.


    Treach for the button of her dress, popping it open with a flick of my fingers. The sliding it down slowly, and I hook my fingers into waist,


    pulling them down just enough to reveal thece of her panties.


    She lifts her hips, helping me slide her dress down her legs, her eyes never leaving mine.


    I toss them aside, then hook my fingers into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down as well. She’s bare beneath them, her pussy glistening in the dim light of the car.


    My mouth goes dry at the sight, and I groan, my hands moving to her thighs, spreading them wider.


    “You’re so beautiful,” I murmur, my gaze drinking her in.


    She blushes, her cheeks a deep crimson, but she doesn’t look away. I lean in, pressing a kiss to her inner thigh, then trailing my lips closer to


    her core.


    She shivers, her hands gripping the edges of the seat, and I smile against her skin, knowing I’m driving her wild.


    My lips brush against her clit, and she gasps, her hips bucking slightly. I nip at it gently, then flick my tongue over it, savoring the way she squirms beneath me.


    Her hands tangle in my hair, holding me close as I delve deeper, my tongue dipping into her wetness, tasting her, devouring her. She’s sweet and musky, and I can’t get enough.


    “Hunter,” she moans, her voice pleading. “Please. I need you inside me.“^


    Her words are like a spark, igniting a fire in my veins. I pull back, my lips swollen from kissing her, my breathing in short gasps.


    I reach for my belt, unbuckling it quickly, then unzipping my jeans. My cock springs free, thick and hard, and I groan at the sight of it, knowing


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    it’s exactly what she needs.


    I position myself at her entrance, teasing her with the tip, watching her eyes flutter closed as she rocks her hips, trying to prate herself on <ol><li>me. </li></ol>


    “Not yet,” I whisper, my voice hoarse with desire. I want to draw this out, to make itst, to make it unforgettable.


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    I slide a finger into her, then two, watching her face as I stretch her, as I prepare her for what’s toe. She’s tight and wet, her walls clenching around my fingers, and I know she’s close.


    ! curl my fingers, seeking her sweet spot, and she cries out, her body arching off the seat. “Hunter, please,” she begs, her voice desperate.


    1 smirk, my fingers stilling. “Say it again,” I demand, my voice rough.


    She opens her eyes, meeting my gaze, her expression raw with need. “Fuck me, Hunter,” she says, her voice steady despite the tremor in her body.


    “Fuck me hard.”


    Her words are my undoing.


    I withdraw my fingers, then grasp my cock, guiding it to her entrance. I thrust into her in one smooth motion, burying myself to the hilt.


    She gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders, her body tightening around me like a vice.


    “Fuck,” I groan, my head falling back as I savor the sensation of being inside her.


    She’s hot and tight, her walls gripping me like a glove, and I know I won’tst long. But I want to make it good for her, to give her everything she’s been craving.


    I pull out slowly, then thrust back in, setting a steady rhythm. The car rocks with each movement, the windows fogging up with ourbined


    heat.


    Her breasts bounce with each thrust, and I reach down, cupping one in my hand, squeezing it gently as I fuck her.


    “Hunter,” she moans, her voice a mix of pleasure and desperation. “Harder. Please.”


    I don’t need to be told twice. I grip her hips, pulling her closer, and m into her with force, the sound of flesh meeting flesh filling the car.


    She cries out, her head falling back, her body meeting my every thrust with equal fervor. The car creaks and groans under the strain, but I


    don’t care.


    All I care about is the way she feels around me, the way she looks when she’s lost in pleasure, the way she says my name like it’s a prayer.


    I’m close, so fucking close, but I want her toe first. I reach down, finding her clit with my thumb, rubbing it in quick, firm circles as l continue to pound into her.


    Her breathes in short, sharp gasps, her body tensing, and I know she’s on the edge.


    “Come for me, Celine,” I growl, my voice thick with desire. “Let me feel you fall apart around my cock.”


    Her eyes meet mine, and I see the moment she surrenders, her body shattering around me. She cries out, her walls clenching, milking me, and I can’t hold back anymore.


    I thrust into her onest time, my cock pulsing as I fill her with my cum, my name on her lips as she rides out her orgasm.


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    We copse against each other, our breathsing in ragged gasps, our hearts pounding in unison.


    I pull out slowly, then tuck myself back into my jeans, my hands moving to her, helping her get dressed. She leans her head <i>on </i>my shoulder, her eyes closed, a soft smile ying on her lips.


    “That was…” she starts, her voice trailing off.


    “Unforgettable,” I finish for her, pressing a kiss to her forehead. She nods, snuggling closer, and I wrap my arms around her, holding her tight.


    The car is quiet now, the only sound our breathing, our hearts slowly returning <i>to </i>normal.


    I know this is just the beginning, that there’s so much more to explore, so much more to feel.


    But for now, in this moment with Celine in my arms, I am exactly where I want to be.