Hunter POV

She tasted like cherry and vanilla. I dove my fingers into my hair, tugging as our lips connected. Estelle was a wildfire yet as delicate as ice. Never met a girl who could kid my ass and mend my heart all at once. I think I knew a while ago that I was screwed.

“Ah Hunter,” she moaned.

I growled into her lips. I lifted her thighs. Gosh, I loved her thighs and flipped her over so I was on top. I caressed her arms and lifted them over her head. I paused and stared into her eyes. I ...