Blindsight: Complete Series

Blindsight: Book 2 – Chapter 14



I BURROWED INTO THE blanket draped over my shoulders as I stared out at the opposite shoreline of the dark, rippling lake lapping at my toes. Behind me stood the cabin and Hunter, set up at the kitchen table with his laptop.

I didn’t always know what he was doing on it. At first I’d assumed editing photos, but knowing how extensive his knowledge ran of surveillance and his ability to access virtually any top secret file, I suspected he was up to much more.

My eyes turned out to the deep blue lake splitting the evergreens. I felt suddenly hollow, scared for Brant and myself. Scared of when the FBI did finally question me that they’d link me to anything. My hands twisted in my lap as my thoughts suddenly shifted to my phone and the lure of the headlines Hunter had mentioned. My fingers itched to Google my name to find out what they were saying. There was no evidence I’d been involved at all. And they couldn’t possibly think I’d run off with the money, could they? I tried to form the words to ask Hunter about all my worst fears but saw his concentration lost in his screen. I wanted the creative Hunter back. The one that smiled recklessly and dragged me into the street at three am to dance and eat spicy food. The Hunter that made my life pulse with passion and love.

With my hands twisted together, I sighed, a genuine smile lifting my lips as I suddenly felt the light at the end of the tunnel. Hunter had taken my life by an unexpected storm but if we could see it through to the end, I would fight for that light that I saw glimmering no matter how far or how dark the tunnel. Hunter was worth it. Looking in his eyes, I knew the answer was always that Hunter was worth it.

‘Need a body to keep you warm?’ His smooth voice hummed and my eyes closed as I inhaled the familiar smoky scent of him.

‘I’m fine,’ I said without thinking much beyond that. I was too lost in my own churning anxiety.

I felt his heavy arms curl around my waist and unlock my crossed arms. ‘I don’t like when you turn away from me.’ His growl warmed my insides. ‘Something on your mind, Princess?’ he asked as his palms dipped below my waist and teased my silk panties.

“I just keep thinking I wasn’t in danger before I met you,” I said.

“That’s a lie.” His fiery eyes cut to me. “That’s a lie and you fucking know it. Imagine what it would have looked like if you hadn’t met me. Imagine if you would have opened the door to someone else tonight. Maybe JW would have come looking for you first, shown up some night when Brant wasn’t home, because he’s never home anymore, is he?” His angry greens sliced my gaze. “No, he left you to swing in the wind. Who knows what would have happened if you’d opened that door on JW’s smiling face. Pepper spray won’t cut it with him, babe.’ Hunter’s words and the memory of JW’s eagle eyes chilled me through to my toes. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I sucked in cool breaths to remain calm despite the chaos that my life had descended into.

‘Let’s say you would have lucked out—which really isn’t luck at all but it’s the only shot you’ve got at this point—so Brant is home. JW threatens him to the tune of ten million, and Brant says what? Or maybe he doesn’t even get a chance to say anything because JW already has an automatic at your husband’s throat. Even if they let him walk away, it won’t be pretty. He would have been wishing for death.’

‘Hunter,’ I interrupted him as fear choked my insides.

‘And I’m sure you would have called the police, Princess, because that’s your thing.’ He tossed me a sarcastic smile. ‘But that wouldn’t have ended well either. JW would have taken a finger before letting you hit the first number. It’s the world JW lives in, Erin. So if you want to take your chances, by all means. But when I hired you to be my PA, I as good as saved your ass. Said it before and I’ll keep sayin’ it ’til you believe it.’ He leaned in, his lips pressed to my ear and breath tickling down my neck. ‘I’m the best thing for you.’ His quiet rasp filled the hollows of my mind and caused a shudder to roll through my body.

Fear and lust became inextricably intertwined for me that day, ruining me for anyone else. He was about to bring my world shattering down around my feet in an entirely new way.

‘Come here.’ He pulled me into the broad, hard wall of his chiseled chest and shoved a rough hand down my pants. My head tossed back and a low moan fell from my lips when the pad of his thumb made searing hot contact with my clit. His fingers dipped into the silky flesh and caressed the skin before plunging two fingers into my body.

‘So fucking wet, sweetheart.’ His teeth tore at the flesh of my neck and my hands clutched at his biceps as my hips worked a fierce rhythm against his palm.

‘Fuck,’ I panted and bit down on my bottom lip, desperate to contain the energy pulsing through my muscles for just a second longer.

‘Mm, Princess.’ He pulled away and was shoving my jeans and panties down my legs before tossing them in the soft dirt. The cool night air kissed my heated skin as he lifted me in his arms and pinned me against a tree. I stretched, suspended in the space between us, with my knees contorted around his neck while he rested one large palm on the narrow maple that supported us, and just as I registered the rough bark digging into my back, Hunter’s tongue delved between my sex-slicked folds.

Like a man starved, he licked and swirled, thrusting his fingers into my pussy as he held me propped on his beautiful shoulders. ‘So fucking sweet,’ he murmured before dragging his teeth across my blazing skin. Without care for the bark biting at my back, I rocked my pussy against his mouth, watching his lips suck and caress my hot flesh before I was coming in low moans and heaving pants, my thighs tightening and quaking uncontrollably.

He dropped me to my feet a moment later. ‘Strip.’ Hunter’s eyes glazed with that fiery, passion-consumed look I loved. I pulled the shirt over my shoulders and let it drop in the dirt at my feet before his eyes darted from my lacy bra back to my eyes with a head tilt. I smiled and shimmied the straps down my arms, taking my time to tantalize him. It was working. He followed my actions like a starved lion, and before I had even slipped one arm out, Hunter had his hands behind my back and was unhooking the flimsy fabric for me. He pulled the lace off my body and raised my arms above my head, twisting the black fabric in knots around my wrists.

The soft clink of his belt came next. After that, my thoughts spun away like wild butterflies and I was reduced to only feeling. Lost were the fear and the terror and the secrets. Gone was the numbness.

I heard him.

I felt him.

I smelled him.

I yearned to reach out and trace the scars decorating his forearms with my fingertips. I wanted to feel fingernails digging into hard flesh, but instead I was caught, strung against this tree and waiting for Hunter to use me.

I sucked in a quick breath when chilled leather danced across my skin. His eyes flared with need when he stepped back. ‘Stay still.’ The soft growl hissed through the night and sent a current straight between my shifting thighs.

‘Yes, sir,’ I groaned when the sharp lick of leather cut across the skin of one breast. My pussy fluttered and I shifted, writhing against the tree. Another bite of leather cut across my other nipple as the current of air caused by the strike blew at the strands of my hair. ‘Hunter,’ I murmured as my eyes fell closed just as another lash struck my nipple. The raging inferno descended into a pleasurable burn that had me aching for his touch, his tongue, his anything.

Hunter was back at my side a moment later and wrapping the leather around me, and the tree. My heart thundered and my insides pulsed with hot arousal when I realized he was tying me to the tree just like he’d done the model at the first photo-shoot in Portugal. The dark pinch of his belt cut across my skin just under my breasts, lifting them higher than they usually stood with nipples peaked in the cold air. His palms grazed my skin before he plucked at one pert bud and sent a shudder of painful arousal coursing through my bloodstream.

My knees swam and my thighs shook as he tightened the belt a notch further around the young tree, leaving me bound and at his mercy. ‘You look like the perfect whore, Princess.’ His voice throttled need through my veins, and I knew what the model had felt under his molten stare and cool leather ties at our photo-shoot in the Lisbon villa. “Even better than that model we tied up in Portugal,” he finished, as if reading my mind.

‘Hunter,’ I hummed, twisting against the binds, feeling so turned on I thought I might come without any further touch.

‘Want to be fucked against the tree?’ His fingers threaded between my skin and the leather before he gave it a tug to check the sturdiness.

‘Yes,’ I whispered. ‘Please.’

‘Mm, love you begging.’ Hunter’s hands rested at my thighs as he positioned himself between them, lining up his heavy cock. It glistened with pre-cum in the moonlight and made me throb. His fingers dug into my thighs as he wrapped them around his waist and teased the tip of his dick at my soaked entrance. He ran the hard flesh between my lips before pulling away again, leaving me in a near lust-fueled rage.

‘Love teasing this pretty cunt,’ he hushed as his eyes watched where we connected.

‘Fuck me already,’ I ground before he stilled and hovered just far enough away to startle me.

‘Sure you know what you’re in for?’ His eyes glistened with amusement and sex.

‘I have an idea.’ I bit my lip as my eyes danced. Hunter’s eyes flared before he gripped my thighs and thrust into me, forcing himself to the hilt, his brute force spurring me on. With my fists twisted above my head, Hunter fucked me against the tree like he was searching for the secret to life. His head dipped and eyes shadowed, he bit at my neck and fisted at my thighs until he left bruises. His rough hands pulled at the leather as he angled his cock deeper. I couldn’t feel my back eaten up by the bark, I couldn’t feel the cold against my aching nipples. I only felt him.

‘You fucking saved me, Princess,’ Hunter murmured as his thrusts lost rhythm and he seated himself fully inside me. Hunter’s hands rubbed circles across my body before landing at my clit. He thrust slowly again working up to a sensual rhythm before matching it with the quick figure eights of his thumb. ‘Fuck, Erin,’ Hunter roared through the still night when his muscles went rigid and his jaw clenched with his orgasm. My thighs shook as my own release rocketed through me. I sucked my lip between my teeth and my eyes fluttered open to find his heavy body resting against mine, the bite of the leather of little concern compared to the way I felt every time he fucked me like this. Drained. Used. Deliciously abused.

‘Jesus.’ His head finally lifted as his gaze caught mine. A slow grin lifted his lips as he looked down between us, my body still tied to the tree, his dick still buried inside me. ‘You look really fucking good like this.’ His green eyes danced.

I laughed, feeling the world come back into focus. ‘If I wasn’t tied, I would smack you.’ I shook my head, loving every minute of our banter.

‘Exactly why I tied your ass up,’ Hunter countered, placing a slow deep kiss on my lips. Our tongues tangled as one hand slid to my throat, caressing the delicate flesh before the other traced up the underside of my arm and worked at the knots around my wrists. My hands were free seconds later, and I was thankful to have my heavy limbs wrapped around his broad shoulders.

‘Wow,’ I sighed, utterly content.

‘That’s it? ‘Wow’?’ He chuckled as he untied the belt and finally set me free. Hunter shook out the blanket before wrapping us both in it.

‘It was more than wow. It was fan-fucking-tastic.”

‘Okay, smart ass.’ He smacked at my ass under the blanket. I erupted into a fit of giggles, feeling equal parts exhausted and blissful. I wasn’t sure how I could find happiness in circumstances of complete upheaval, but it seemed I had in the form of a tall, handsome, golden god named Hunter.


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