Holding On (Love In Montana Book 3)

Rihanna was done with her work in the kitchen and she knew that Hunter was getting pissed off with her for taking so long. He might be feeling uncomfortable and dirty and in need of a shower badly. She wiped her hands on a kitchen towel and walked towards Hunter's room. Gemma was with Robbie so she knew he was well cared for.

The moment she entered his room she was stunned to see him trying his best to get up using the chair beside his bed. She rushed towards him. "Hunter, I was coming to you," she  said worriedly, trying to hold him but he simply shrugged her off.

"I don't need help. I can manage on my own," he said, looking very displeased.

"I was doing the dishes. I've come to help you now," she coaxed.

"You can go and look for more work to do around the house, " he said clearly annoyed with her.

"Okay, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, " she told him. Hunter softened and he looked at her, trying to gauge her emotions.

"Can you get my crutch from my closet?" He asked. Rihanna went to get it from his closet. He was too heavy for her to move to the en-suite on her own. She handed it to him and helped him adjust it under his arm. With his other arm around her, he slowly made it to the washroom. Rihanna helped him inside but he firmly held onto her hand pulling her inside with him.

"I'll get wet, Hunter," she protested.

"You can discard your clothes, then," he smirked. Rihanna's cheeks flushed with color.

"No way," she said, looking at him with horror. Hunter smirked at her.

"Well, I will," he said, staring into her eyes. "Help me." Rihanna went forward and undid the buttons on his shirt as he stood watching her, leaning against the wall of the shower cubicle. With every brush of her fingers against his hard chest, she could feel him hold onto his breath, his eyes growing darker and darker. She discarded his shirt but couldn't go further than that.

"You can do the rest, I'll turn my back towards you," she told him. Hunter shook his head.

"I can't do anything. I'm injured. Anyways we're marrying after three months, why can't you help me now?" He asked. Rihanna knew what he said was true but this was really embarrassing. If Robbie and Gemma weren't there, she wouldn't have hesitated so much.

"Okay, let's get done with it, " she said, going forward and unbuttoning his jeans and pulling it down. She gently helped it down his injured knee and out. "You should wear sweatpants or shorts till your injury gets better," she suggested, blushing at the sight of him, looking all ripped and hot only in a pair of underwear.

"You can shower wearing that, " she said with flushed cheeks. He pulled it down with a yank and Rihanna gasped,  looking away and quickly turning her back to him. Just as she had felt him, he really was massive and majestic. Her ears turned hot even thinking about what she was about to do to him. He pulled her against him making her blush more as she felt his throbbing hardness.

"If you turn your back towards me, who'll help me shower?" He chuckled, turning the water on, completely drenching both of them. Rihanna gasped looking at her completely drenched clothes.

"Hunter, you made me totally wet," she pointed out in a horrified tone. Hunter chuckled.

"I know and I haven't even touched you yet, " he whispered into her ear. Rihanna's eyes widened at his implication and she tried to get away from under the water.

"I didn't mean that, perv," she told him shyly. "Now while you you shower, I'll go and change out of this. Yell when you're done and I'll help you out, " she instructed in her teacher-like tone, still with her back to him.

He slowly turned her to face him. "That tone won't work on  me, darlin," he said with a glint in his eyes. "I want you to touch me, bathe me," he said pulling her against him as he supported himself against the wall of the cubicle.

"Hunter you'll get hurt, please, " she begged him but he simply ignored her request and smashed his mouth to hers and she held him to give him support. His warm tongue plundered her sweetness, devoured her completely while his hand on her hips molded her to his hardness. Rihanna felt a throbbing ignite in her core which made her moan into his hot mouth. She kissed him back with the same passion, touching his bare body, making him groan into her mouth.

"Take off your wet dress, please," he begged her when his mouth left hers. Rihanna shook her head. If she did that,  then there would be no controlling themselves. They wouldn't be able to stop themselves and Hunter might get more injured.

"Let me soap you. Robbie will wake up and come knocking," she reminded him. He released her reluctantly. It was true and the pain in his leg was becoming a little unbearable.

"Okay, hurry. My leg is unable to hold up much longer," he said. Rihanna looked at him with concern and took out some body wash and soaping him all-over. His expression as well as his hardness was enough to tell Rihanna how much aroused he was but he was restraining himself to the extreme. She quickly rinsed him off as he stood there with his eyes closed.

"Are you in pain, Hunter?" She asked as she dried him. A strange tenderness surged all over her at his vulnerability. His behavior made her feel like she was the most important person in his life.

"Yeah, a little," he admitted. Rihanna knew that he was too strong and he would never admit how much pain he actually was in. If he admitted to a little, it should mean a lot of pain in actuality.

"We're done," she told him, wrapping a towel around him. She quickly discarded her wet clothes as Hunter watched her like a hawk. She blushed crimson.

"Close your eyes, please," she pleaded as she discarded her under garments too. Hunter's eyes darkened and his breath hitched seeing her beauty.

"Never. If I weren't hurt, you wouldn't have been able to just give me a show and escape. I wouldn't let you go without a taste," he told her in a voice filled with raw desire. Rihanna hurriedly wrapped a big fluffy towel around herself, her face flushed with color. She handed him his crutch and slowly escorted him back to the bedroom.

"You wait here. I'll get you your clothes," she told him, making him sit at the edge of the bed. She wore her own clothes and then in a few minutes, she went out of his closet with his clothes. He wore the tee shirt himself but needed help with his underwear and sweatpants. Although he was shameless and just threw the towel away, Rihanna couldn't be that bold. Her cheeks again colored as she made him wear his clothes despite having bathed him before.

"I won't thank you as you'd be doing this everyday till I'm completely healed, " he ordered her with a pleased look on his face.

"I can't do it everyday. Keep a butler or ask one of your ranch hands to help you. You can ask Gemma's son, in fact," she suggested. Hunter shook his head vigorously.

"No way. I won't shed my clothes in front of any one else, " he swore. Rihanna didn't argue. Of course, she'd help him. Hunter hadn't expected her to give in so easily. He kept watching her as she placed his injured knee up on the bed lovingly. She have him the medication the doctor had prescribed him. He lay down to rest a bit.

"Come here," he called her. Rihanna went near his bed.

"Is there anything else you need?" She asked.

"Yes," he said, holding onto her hand and pulling her down on the bed beside him.

"Ouch. What are you doing? You'll get hurt," she whispered.

"I'm already hurt. You've aroused my whole body, Rihanna. I'm already going insane," he whispered, pinning her down with his body.

"Hunter not now, please. Gemma will hear us," she pleaded.

"I don't care. She knows that you're here. She also knows that I wouldn't leave you alone without devouring you, " he whispered, grazing her neck with his teeth. She could see that he was in a dangerous mood, uncontrollable and very very aroused.

"Can't you wait for three months, Hunter?" She pleaded. What if what they shared was over after one touch? What if he lost interest in her after this? She somehow didn't want this magic between them to end. She didn't want to be disappointed after three months. She wanted to be with Hunter forever just like he had promised. She wanted her happily ever after only with him. Why? Was it only because of the physical attraction between them or was it something more? Was she falling in love with Hunter?

Hunter stared at her quietly thinking about the questio  that she had asked. "Fine, I'll wait for three months. After that you will do whatever I ask you to. I won't listen to any excuse then, " he told her, looking a little upset. Rihanna smiled. She wasn't falling in love with him. She had already fallen in love with him, the type of love that had already touched her soul, the forever kind.