HERE IT IS! The often requested and long-awaited sequel to my fic Hunter. If you haven’t read the first part, make sure you read it before you read this! I was quite nervous about writing a sequel to Hunter, as that fic is nice and steamy, so I hope this does it justice. There’s some nervousness, smut, fluff, and cute Sam-Dean banter toward the end. I hope you all enjoy!
Summary: Your semi-regular phone call with a sex hotline brings you to meet a very attractive stranger.
warnings: smutty smut, some fluff, and some cuteness
word count: ~4800 (you asked for it!)
From the previous part:
You were standing
face-to-face with the Adonis from earlier, the one who had started the whole
fantasy you and Hunter had. Like you had
been hoping, he was only wearing jeans, bare torso directly in front of your
face. Unable to control yourself, your
eyes roamed his muscles, admiring the sheen of sweat that covered his pecs and
“Um,” he spoke, the
familiar rumbling baritone sound sending jolts between your legs. Your eyes snapped back up to his, a beautiful
mixture of green and hazel swirling in front of you. “Can I help you?”
You swallowed deeply,
and he looked at you with curiosity.
A widening of eyes and
sharp intake of breath confirmed your wildest dreams.