Edited 6th May 2020

Emily's P.O.V

Hunters fingers dig gently into my hips as he thrusts deep into me, I groan, feeling him hit that deliciously sweet spot inside.

He's staring directly at me, his forehead rested on mine, his eyes are so beautiful I could get lost in them.

"I fucking love you, Emily," he says breathlessly. My heart Soares and I buck my hips in an attempt to get closer, feel a little more friction, anything. I just want him as close as possible.

I Scratch at his back, my manicures nails digging into his flesh and he grits his teeth, I smirk, knowing how much of a turn on that is for him. I know everything there is to know about this man.

I know all his turn ons, where he likes to be kissed or touched, I know he prefers pleasuring me over receiving the pleasure himself and I know that no matter how long I live, I will never want to be with anyone other than Hunter Evans.

He quickens the pace and I bite down on my lip, Mr Rogers from next door has already had one awkward conversation about the noise we make, and over my dead body do I ever want there to be another.

My eyes close instinctively and I meet his hips thrust for thrust, both of us a sweaty mess, I can feel the layer of stickiness between us, it's both disgusting and fucking amazing at the same time.

After almost four years, we can still get to each other like this.

"Fuck, Hunter" I can't help but moan, his breath is tickling my neck and my body is dying for release. "Yes."

"Come with me, Em." He says, his eyes hooded. His muscles ripple with every movement and it's like time has reverted back to the days of oggling him from afar and dreaming he was mine.

Now, he is mine and to put the cherry on the cake, he's my fiancee.

His words spur me on, my body reacting of its own accord, the bubbling sensation increasing in the pit of my stomach.

Hunter reaches down between us, using only one arm to support his weight and starts rubbing languid circles on my clit. "Hunter," I say louder. "I need you"

"You've got me" He replies instantly his voice cracking slightly.

"I meant, I need you to fuck me," I say feeling like I've been away from him forever. Three weeks is a long time when you're so used to being with someone every spare minute of the day.

"What do you think I'm doing?" he says pumping into me a little harder.

"Faster. I need it faster" My body is aching for release, I need to come and soon, it's tortuously incredible but I can't wait any longer. "Make me come"

Hunter doesn't disappoint. His fingers move faster against the little bundle of nerves and he speeds up his movements, harder and faster he thrusts into me.

I cry out, biting on his shoulder to muffle the sound and after only a few seconds more, I explode.

Hunter follows soon after, groaning quietly as his hips slow down and then finally stop all movement. He kisses me gently before collapsing on top of me.

I laugh as my hand travels up and down his back. "You're fucking insatiable Emily" Hunter nuzzles my neck, kissing the soft spot just below my ear and rolls off of me.

He pulls off the condom, another precaution we started using after I woke from the accident, it had taken us both by surprise to find out I was pregnant.

I'm a firm believer in everything happens for a reason and to be honest, if the baby had of survived and I wasn't in that accident, then Hunter and I probably would have been parents by now.

I curl up under the covers as Hunter ties the end of the condom and throws it in a nearby waste bin.

He lies down beside me and I snuggle into his side, playing with the new ring on my finger.

It's absolutely beautiful, an oval-shaped, pink diamond set in the middle of tiny diamonds that surround it. It's big and shiny and has Hunter Evans written all over it.

"Did you pick this out yourself?" I ask out of curiosity. He has good taste but I don't think diamonds and girl things are really his forte.

"My mom helped." He admits and I nod accepting his answer.

He strokes up and down my arm, his fingers tickling the skin below them.

"You did good" I smile admiring the ring for the millionth time. I can't stop looking at it, everything feels so surreal.

"I'm glad you think so" He responds, kissing my nose before getting up and making his way to the bathroom. "I need to shower."

"Want any company?" I smirk with a raised eyebrow, bringing my leg up toward my chest so he has a full view of my backside.

"Always" he says with a grin. "But, I think you need to call your Aunt Karen. You kind of ditched her to come home and have sex with your hot boyfriend, sorry, your hot fiancee" He quickly corrects himself.

I smile a full megawatt smile. It's going to take a while to get used to that. I pout playfully watching as he walks his fine ass into the bathroom and closes the door.

**********

I've made my way over to see Aunt Karen and Uncle Stephen. They're staying at my parents' house since we haven't managed to sell it yet and it has been abandoned since I moved in with Hunter.

I finally got my drivers' license. Hunter persuaded me when he first got the job in New York, it just made everything easier, campus is only a five-minute walk from the apartment but being able to drive meant I could go where I wanted when I wanted and it especially helped with trips to see my dad.

"Have you set a date yet?" My aunt Karen asks excitedly flicking her shoulder-length Auburn hair over her shoulder.

We've always been kind of close, especially so since my dad got sick, she's more like a mother to me now.

"We only got engaged yesterday." I roll my eyes but laugh at her enthusiasm.

"Weddings take a lot of preparation Emily. You'll find out, you might think you have everything under control but these things take time. When I married your uncle Stephen, I had booked my venue, band and flowers the next day."

"Yes I remember, you made me wear that God awful burgundy bridesmaid dress" I moan thinking of the photos of my ten-year-old self that will haunt me forever. "Didn't you have a quickie wedding because you were pregnant?"

"That's not the point." she narrows her eyes at me playfully and I grin taking a sip of the chocolate milkshake in front of me. "Speaking of my darling daughter. I wanted to talk to you."

"About?" I ask. My Aunt Karen is one of those people that can't hide her emotions, I know what she's thinking every second just by the expression on her face. Whatever she has to tell me must be a good thing, because the huge vein on her forehead that usually comes out to say hi when she's worrying, isn't present.

"I enrolled her in school here," She tells me taking me off guard. "We wanted to see if we could rent the house from you"

My eyebrows shoot up. "You want to move here?"

"Well, Stephen works from home anyway so it's not like there are any issues there. Us being here will give us a chance to spend more time together and it'll help take the load off you when it comes to your dad."

I don't speak for a while. I really don't know what to say, it's an incredible gesture and I well up just thinking about it.

I haven't seen my mom since the day I walked out on her after our argument and Hunters family has been so supportive, they've become like my family.

It'll be amazing having my dads side of the family here.

"It's just an idea, I understand if you still want to sell up, we can always find somewhere else to live."

"Of course you can live here" I smile pulling her into a hug. I love this woman so much. "But I'm not taking money from you, you're uprooting your life to help me out, I'm not going to charge you rent for a house that's basically been abandoned for years."

"Don't be ridiculous, now you're getting married, you need all the money you can get, princess dresses aren't cheap, you know?"

She laughs and I hold onto her tighter.

The last four years have been an emotional roller coaster, first, my dad getting sick, Hunter, Devon and I almost dying in a car crash, my mom vanishing into thin air, Nick hijacking prom and Hunter being shot.

I had to give up my dreams of NYU to stay close to dad and money has been tight, Hunter always told me not to worry about money because he had his trust fund. He's incredibly responsible when it comes to money and unlike Tara still has most of his.

If it weren't for my friends and Aunt Karen, I don't think I would have survived.

"Thank you," I tell her sincerely, excited at the thought she's going to be so close to me now.

"Don't thank me, sweetheart." She smiles pulling away from me slightly. "Now, dry those beautiful eyes and let's go online to look for exceptional venues, my girl deserves only the best."

As always, thank you for reading.