Second Chances

Chapter 21...

Those big rough hands reached down and grabbed my ass, lifting my feet off the floor. I instantly wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck pulling him even closer.

He pressed me further into the door and started grinding his hips against mine. The moment our lower bodies touched I felt like I was on fire. My own hips moved on their own, grinding and swiveling.

I was breathing heavily as his lips moved to my jaw and down my neck. I titled my head back to give him better access as his lips kissed and sucked different parts of my neck; each one sending a zing to my core.

My hands worked on their own as they pawed at his shirt. I needed it off. I needed to feel what was underneath. Hunter's lip detached from my neck as I impatiently tugged at his shirt. I pulled it off and threw it to the side not even caring where it went. My hands moved feeling the smooth skin and the hard muscle underneath. He felt like a wall of pure hard muscle.

With Hunter's shirt off his own hands grabbed the bottom of my sweater and tugged it up. With my back firmly pressed into the door to keep me in place, I lifted my arms above my head as he yanked my sweater off, throwing it over his shoulder.

His eyes moved down to my chest, taking in my bra clad breasts. I mentally patted myself on the back for putting on one of my nicest bras this morning. I had no intend on this happening but boy am I glad I put the red lace bra on and matching panties.

I brought his attention back to my face by tugging at his hair.

"Bedroom." I whispered. He clenched his jaw and reached back to grab my ass. He lifted me like I weighed nothing, carrying me towards the bedrooms. While he walked I leaned my head down and started planting kisses along his jawline and down to the little spot just below his throat, that I knew would get to him.

The moment I reached it he growled above me, his hands gripping my ass even tighter. I mumbled against his skin which door was mine as I kept my attention to his neck. I only started to suck when I was pulled away and suddenly in the air.

Before I could land Hunter's body pushed me onto my bed. I landed with a 'humph' but it was silenced with Hunter's lip. I kept my legs around his waist as I laid on my back, now able to grind against his crotch even better than before.

Hunter's fingers eagerly reached down to start undoing my jeans. He let go of my lips and leaned back to pull my jeans completely off. He stood completely off the bed and stared down at me. I laid there clad in my matching pair of red bra and panties. Instant embarrassment washed over me. I reached down to try and cover myself up from his gaze.

It's been so long as him, actually anyone, has seen me naked. My body has changed since Hunter last saw me. Besides the fact that I wasn't 20 anymore I now had more stretch marks and scars.

I wasn't thin either. I had more meat at my hips that never seemed to go away no matter how hard I worked out. My stomach had a pouch. I wasn't the prettiest to look at naked. Just once glance at Hunter I knew he probably had slept with super models. Women who were light years prettier than I ever could imagine to be.

"What are you doing?" His demanded, his voice low and husky. I just shook my head as tears gathered in my eyes. I moved to get up when his hands came down on my hips and stopped me. "What's wrong?"

I found enough courage to look up at him. He stared down at me in confusion and concern. It hit me that he was so far out of my league. How I got him to even look at me in college I'll never know.

Almost like he could read my thoughts he frowned.

"Mia you don't need to hide your body from me."

"I know I'm not as attractive as the girls you've been with. I'm not some super model-" I choked out but he interrupted me.