Trying Not to Love You
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"Don't be embarrassed CC." He reached over on the end table and handed me a glass of water and some pain reliever.
Looking at him, I had to smile. Leave it to Hunter to think of everything. "You're going to spoil me, you know that right?" I took the pain reliever and water from him. "Thank you." I handed him the empty glass back. "I think I'm going to take a quick shower."
I walked into the bathroom and quickly took a shower, wanting to get back to Hunter. I dried my hair as best I could with the towel and put it up in a ponytail. When I walked back into the room, he had changed the sheets. Now, he laid on his back, his arm over his eyes with the sheets pulled up just enough to cover his hips. Walking over to the dresser, I reached in and pulled out a t-shirt.
"What are you doing?" Hunter asked me.
I turned around to face him and shrugged my shoulder at him, "Just putting something to sleep in on."
"Don't do that." He pulled the covers back. "Come here."
I threw the shirt on top of the dresser, walked over to the bed and cuddled up next to him.
Hunter ran his fingers lightly up and down my back. He sighed and spoke so low I barely heard him, "You've wrecked me for anyone else."
I didn't respond; I don't think I was meant me to hear that. I've wrecked him; he has wrecked me just as much if not more. He has my heart in his hands and I just hoped he doesn't break it.
The next morning when I woke up, I knew before I even opened my eyes that he was not in bed. I reached over to his side of the bed and it was cold, so I knew he had been up for a while. I threw on some clothes and went to go find him.
When I walked downstairs, it was so silent that you could hear a pin drop. Where was he? I walked downstairs to the rec room, thinking maybe he was watching a movie and didn't want to wake me up, but he wasn't there either. I walked back upstairs to our room, grabbed my cell phone and tried to call him. As I was dialing his number, I heard the door shut downstairs. I quickly turned around and went back downstairs.
He was all sweaty and flushed; he must have gone for a run. His shirt was wet from his sweat and clung to his chest, and his shorts rode low on his hips. "Morning handsome."
"Morning CC, did I wake you?" He asked, walking towards the fridge. He took out a bottle of water and drank the whole thing.
"No but I didn't like waking up and you not being there. Why didn't you wake me up?" I asked as I perched myself on the barstool next to the breakfast nook.
He shook his head and ran his hands through his hair. "I needed to clear my head." My heart sped up, thinking he regretted last night. "Stop it; it's not what you think."
"Then what is it?" I asked.
Sighing, he walked over to me and turned my chair to face him. He looked like he was going to have a panic attack. "What is it? Just tell me."
"We um," He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then opened them and looked at me. "We didn't use a condom last night; I was so caught up in you that I didn't even think about it. I'm so sorry."
So, this was what had him acting strange. I smiled and said, "Don't worry about it. I'm on the pill. I should have mentioned it last night. I figured since you knew I didn't sleep with anyone, and you know everything else about me, that you knew this too."
He stared at me for a minute before he responded. "Doesn't matter, CC. I still should have used one, and I'm sorry."
"Stop it, I'm not sorry." I put my hands on his shoulders and said, "Let's go get a shower. You need one." I pushed him away and ran up the stairs laughing.
Moaning, he ran up the stairs behind me. We forgot all about that conversation as we helped each other out of our clothes. We stepped into the shower, washed each other and spent time memorizing each other's bodies.
I wanted him and I knew he wanted me by the way he was groaning as my hand was running up and down the length of him. Hunter spun me around and lifted me against the wall; I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his hips.
He was right at my entrance, but before he entered, he asked, "You're not too sore are you?"
"No." I answered, and then sunk down on him.
He buried himself deep inside me and whispered, "God, you are so tight." He groaned. "This is going to be hard and fast."
I buried my face in his neck, kissed him and lightly bit him. He thrust so hard and so fast, bringing me closer to my orgasm. Everything started to tingle and the back of my head hit the shower wall.
Hunter threw his head back and moaned, "Let go CC" and we both fell over the edge at the same time.
As we started to come down from our high, Hunter rested his forehead on mine and said, "I'll never get enough of this." Then he slowly kissed me a few more times before he lowered my legs.
We cleaned up again, and he walked out of the bathroom in just a towel. When he walked back in, he had put on a pair of boxer briefs. In his hand was a blow dryer. He plugged it in, pulled me in front of him and started drying my hair.
No one had ever done this for me, no one except for my mom when I was little. I hated when someone dried my hair all wrong, but when Hunter did it, I didn't care if he did it right or not. When my hair was all dried, I turned around, and looked up at him to tell him thank you. All I could see was love in his eyes and him smiling down at me.
Hunter picked me up, carried me over to the bed and gently laid me down. "Now, stay here while I go make us breakfast." He walked out of the door, and a second later, he stuck his head back in the doorway. "And don't put any clothes on. Actually, don't put clothes on at all this weekend." Then he walked away again.
I laughed, threw myself back on the pillows and reached over to grab my phone. There was a text message from Hailey.
Hailey – 9:37am: How's the v-card
Laughing and shaking my head I sent her a text back.
Me – 11:02am: What v-card? Xoxo
Then I scrolled to my mom's text.
Mom – 10:48am: Hope you're enjoying your time with Hunter.
Me – 11:05am: I am love u
A few minutes later I got a text back from Hailey, or at least that's who it said it was from.
Hailey – 11:11am: WHAT! Hope your f**king kidding?
A few seconds later, I heard Hunter's phone ringing downstairs. Fuck! I guess Mason saw the text. I didn't hear Hunter answer, so I guess he let it go to voicemail. He walked up a few minutes later with pancakes, eggs, orange juice and a stargazer, my favorite flower. Leave it to Hunter to remember this stuff, when I never thought through the years that he had cared or even paid attention.
Looking at him, I had to smile. Leave it to Hunter to think of everything. "You're going to spoil me, you know that right?" I took the pain reliever and water from him. "Thank you." I handed him the empty glass back. "I think I'm going to take a quick shower."
I walked into the bathroom and quickly took a shower, wanting to get back to Hunter. I dried my hair as best I could with the towel and put it up in a ponytail. When I walked back into the room, he had changed the sheets. Now, he laid on his back, his arm over his eyes with the sheets pulled up just enough to cover his hips. Walking over to the dresser, I reached in and pulled out a t-shirt.
"What are you doing?" Hunter asked me.
I turned around to face him and shrugged my shoulder at him, "Just putting something to sleep in on."
"Don't do that." He pulled the covers back. "Come here."
I threw the shirt on top of the dresser, walked over to the bed and cuddled up next to him.
Hunter ran his fingers lightly up and down my back. He sighed and spoke so low I barely heard him, "You've wrecked me for anyone else."
I didn't respond; I don't think I was meant me to hear that. I've wrecked him; he has wrecked me just as much if not more. He has my heart in his hands and I just hoped he doesn't break it.
The next morning when I woke up, I knew before I even opened my eyes that he was not in bed. I reached over to his side of the bed and it was cold, so I knew he had been up for a while. I threw on some clothes and went to go find him.
When I walked downstairs, it was so silent that you could hear a pin drop. Where was he? I walked downstairs to the rec room, thinking maybe he was watching a movie and didn't want to wake me up, but he wasn't there either. I walked back upstairs to our room, grabbed my cell phone and tried to call him. As I was dialing his number, I heard the door shut downstairs. I quickly turned around and went back downstairs.
He was all sweaty and flushed; he must have gone for a run. His shirt was wet from his sweat and clung to his chest, and his shorts rode low on his hips. "Morning handsome."
"Morning CC, did I wake you?" He asked, walking towards the fridge. He took out a bottle of water and drank the whole thing.
"No but I didn't like waking up and you not being there. Why didn't you wake me up?" I asked as I perched myself on the barstool next to the breakfast nook.
He shook his head and ran his hands through his hair. "I needed to clear my head." My heart sped up, thinking he regretted last night. "Stop it; it's not what you think."
"Then what is it?" I asked.
Sighing, he walked over to me and turned my chair to face him. He looked like he was going to have a panic attack. "What is it? Just tell me."
"We um," He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then opened them and looked at me. "We didn't use a condom last night; I was so caught up in you that I didn't even think about it. I'm so sorry."
So, this was what had him acting strange. I smiled and said, "Don't worry about it. I'm on the pill. I should have mentioned it last night. I figured since you knew I didn't sleep with anyone, and you know everything else about me, that you knew this too."
He stared at me for a minute before he responded. "Doesn't matter, CC. I still should have used one, and I'm sorry."
"Stop it, I'm not sorry." I put my hands on his shoulders and said, "Let's go get a shower. You need one." I pushed him away and ran up the stairs laughing.
Moaning, he ran up the stairs behind me. We forgot all about that conversation as we helped each other out of our clothes. We stepped into the shower, washed each other and spent time memorizing each other's bodies.
I wanted him and I knew he wanted me by the way he was groaning as my hand was running up and down the length of him. Hunter spun me around and lifted me against the wall; I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his hips.
He was right at my entrance, but before he entered, he asked, "You're not too sore are you?"
"No." I answered, and then sunk down on him.
He buried himself deep inside me and whispered, "God, you are so tight." He groaned. "This is going to be hard and fast."
I buried my face in his neck, kissed him and lightly bit him. He thrust so hard and so fast, bringing me closer to my orgasm. Everything started to tingle and the back of my head hit the shower wall.
Hunter threw his head back and moaned, "Let go CC" and we both fell over the edge at the same time.
As we started to come down from our high, Hunter rested his forehead on mine and said, "I'll never get enough of this." Then he slowly kissed me a few more times before he lowered my legs.
We cleaned up again, and he walked out of the bathroom in just a towel. When he walked back in, he had put on a pair of boxer briefs. In his hand was a blow dryer. He plugged it in, pulled me in front of him and started drying my hair.
No one had ever done this for me, no one except for my mom when I was little. I hated when someone dried my hair all wrong, but when Hunter did it, I didn't care if he did it right or not. When my hair was all dried, I turned around, and looked up at him to tell him thank you. All I could see was love in his eyes and him smiling down at me.
Hunter picked me up, carried me over to the bed and gently laid me down. "Now, stay here while I go make us breakfast." He walked out of the door, and a second later, he stuck his head back in the doorway. "And don't put any clothes on. Actually, don't put clothes on at all this weekend." Then he walked away again.
I laughed, threw myself back on the pillows and reached over to grab my phone. There was a text message from Hailey.
Hailey – 9:37am: How's the v-card
Laughing and shaking my head I sent her a text back.
Me – 11:02am: What v-card? Xoxo
Then I scrolled to my mom's text.
Mom – 10:48am: Hope you're enjoying your time with Hunter.
Me – 11:05am: I am love u
A few minutes later I got a text back from Hailey, or at least that's who it said it was from.
Hailey – 11:11am: WHAT! Hope your f**king kidding?
A few seconds later, I heard Hunter's phone ringing downstairs. Fuck! I guess Mason saw the text. I didn't hear Hunter answer, so I guess he let it go to voicemail. He walked up a few minutes later with pancakes, eggs, orange juice and a stargazer, my favorite flower. Leave it to Hunter to remember this stuff, when I never thought through the years that he had cared or even paid attention.
