"Gigi, please listen to what I am going to say. I promise I will stay over here and once I have finished, I am going to walk out of your office and go back into mine. I am going to give you a little bit of time to think about my words," Hunter smiles softly at me. He takes a deep breath as we watch each other, it seems to trigger something though, as his eyes are suddenly burning bright in surrender, as he takes a small step to me. My whole body just mimics his. “Sorry, Gigi, I think I just told a huge fucking lie. I can’t talk now and I am definitely not walking away.”
It is in that moment that I decide that Hunter will stop being one of my fantasies. He is standing before me in all his glory, and damn he is more than fine. Now isn’t the time to be concerned about where he has been for the past few years. His past isn’t going to distract me today. I am going to scratch my Hunter itch. Afterwards, we will see where the cards fall. All I know is that he is standing there saying lots of things I have wanted to hear for a long time and his face, his whole being is resonating with a similar need.
We meet in the middle of my office. His arms find my shoulders and my arms find his whole body. I am sure that once again, I do the Hunter climb or my feet somehow float up as if by magic. What should have been a violent, urgent, push and pull reunion instead is the stuff of fairytales. He calls to me and I respond with a hunger that reflects his own. Hunter's massive body holds mine without effort and he finds my lips. I am lost in his smell, his whole aura, his touch, so tentative yet confident. He holds me to him and even if I try there is no way my eyes will close to let me not remember our sweetest reunion. A smiling Hunter is the most destructive force in my universe and his face is blazing in his happiness. His hands leave my body, after he is sure I can hold on to him with my legs and they wander sensually up my back, settling into my hair. Irritated with my chignon bun, his deft fingers quickly and efficiently pull my hair pins out before those tricky fingers gently twine through my fallen hair, touching me so tenderly. Somehow, he molds our bodies even closer.
"Gigi, I have waited so long. It feels like forever, but I don’t want to wait anymore. I promise I won't ever run from you again. I was so angry at St Joseph’s, but we were just kids. I would have held you back, so I had to push you away to find myself. You have grown into the most magnificent woman I have ever seen. I couldn’t be yours then but I sure as fuck can be now. Please let me kiss you," Hunter’s deep voice murmurs so low that his words vibrate over my lips more than I actually hear them. But, I understand what he is saying and it resonates deep in my soul. It was not our time then. I must nod my head only slightly before he nears my mouth offering me the softest kiss ever. And what do you know? Fucking time stops again. Instead, a whirlwind of sensory overload, every touch, breathe, emotion we share and offer each other, happens so slowly that I can make a hundred photo albums of our time in my office.
His mouth is the softest I have ever felt and he unleashes a frenzy of little butterfly kisses that sent tingles coursing through my body. And I obviously affected him the same way. He pulled back slightly to look into my eyes, their sparkling blue are now the darkest navy blue in his arousal and joy. And then they flared as I tugged him back to me, only this time I left all the softness behind.
I ravish his lips in a series of open mouth kisses that leave us both panting for more. When he tentatively licks over my lips, I take the opportunity to let my tongue tangle and dance with his. Our kissing became a real rediscovery that leaves us moaning and growling into each other's mouths. All of a sudden I am pushed up against the door of my office, how we had travelled here I have no idea and by the laugh that Hunter released into my mouth, he is equally surprised. His hands fall from my hair as he trails his long, strong fingers, with a more confident touch down my neck. I bite my lip as they move slowly over me. His eyes flare as he watches my mouth.
"Sorry pretty girl," Hunter offers and I must have quirked an eyebrow at him wondering why he is apologising, until his demanding fingers find my shirt before his hands move their way into the seam quickly before moving in opposing directions. My buttons popping off and hitting the floor and my desk. His eyes drop to what his hands had uncovered and a low, slow "fuck me" falls from his lips.
I let my head fall back to the wall as I smirk at him, before I lean back into him and allow my tongue to trace over his smile. My teeth find his jaw as his fingers trace over my lace covered breasts. I bite down, evoking the most erotic sound I have ever heard another person make.
"Gigi," he slurs, "I'll come in my pants before I can even see you properly. Honestly, you have been the leading lady in all my fantasies since I got my first hard on. I have been dreaming about tasting you, seeing you again since that night in your room," he keeps talking so I lean in again and lay a trail of fresh little bites along his jawline that leaves him pushing his erection up into me.
"We have to talk. Then we are seeing Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb. Then you are out of the office until I say, we return. You are not leaving my bed, or yours, I really don't care, until I say. And don't get all coy on me, Gigi. I can feel how much you want me just like you can feel me," he pushes his very hard dick up into me again and I swear, if he does it a couple more times, I will fall apart, screaming my climax for all the staff at Bellafonte to hear.
“Lock the door Hunter,” I demand before holding his face in my hands and kissing him again. Harder this time. He ignites something in me and damned if I will let him put me down until he at least douses out some of the fire that is burning within. That is the thing about Hunter and I. Together we are formidable and can read each other like a book. I can understand every thought that flitted over his face and he knows me just as well. When we are apart, that is when everything goes topsy turvy.
My hands push at his jacket as he squats down slightly to lock the door. We travel together but my focus is on removing his suit jacket. His shirt will be following in an instant. I drop my feet so that I can focus more on his shirt, my fingers working quickly on the small buttons. Within moments I am looking at his perfectly defined chest, my tongue catches up before my brain does and I lick his nipple before biting down hard onto it.
The moan that falls from his mouth spurs me into a frenzied action. My focus torn between removing his white business shirt but also continuing to taste him. Having his body in my mouth won out and I lick, bite and kiss my way from one side of his chest to the other. His hands finding purchase in my hair holding me close to him. I feel his heart pounding in his chest as I sucked in his skin right over it.
“Gigi,” he worshipped.
His breathlessness has me faltering for a moment, until he pushes me away as his mouth descends down and captures my nipple, which unleashes a passionate flurry of inappropriate words to fall from my mouth. He chuckles at my response before he picks me up and spins us, laying me across my desk, spreading me over it. Papers fall thudding onto the floor and my laptop snaps closed, but nothing stops us devouring each other.
I push up from being spread out like a feast, pushing up at his chest so that he moves, dropping my hands to his belt buckle. My eyes watching what I am doing as my hands are shaking violently from pent up need.
“Let me see you,” his voice cracked as he spoke.
I pull my eyes away from trying to undo his pants, to his face and goodness I am glad I do. Hunter’s face is alight in so many emotions and feelings, I will hold it in my heart for a long time.
“Let me touch you Hunter, please,” I beg.
“We don’t have time for that Gigi. I just need to be inside you. I promise you, you can watch me, look at me, undress me and feel me up every fucking moment until we die. But right now, we both need me, inside of you,” he surprises me by begging me instead. He pulls me in for a kiss that has me moaning into his mouth again. Hunter it seems, I remember correctly from that one time in my room, is an exceptional kisser and his touch had me shaking.
I nod at him in agreement, offering him a salacious smile urging him on, asking him to
speed up. Cause he is right, I do need Hunter inside me. That thought echoes through me and stops me, I look up at Hunter as a sudden panic overtook me. He must have seen it unfold right in front of him though. He keeps fiddling with his pants, faster this time and I hear the moment they thud to the floor, leaving him naked from the waist down. But I am lost in my rising doubt, until he grabbed a hold of me, one hand on my hip, one on my face, pulling us closer.
“Look at me Gigi. Don’t doubt this,” he purrs. His hand at my hip drawing me closer, right to the edge of my desk before lifting my skirt up. His long fingers rubbing over my lace covered pussy. His eyes lock on mine as his fingers feel me up, making me focus on him instead of my anxiety. “Gigi, stay with me. Feel this. Can you feel me?” he whispers as his fingers pull my lace underwear to the side but they keep moving back over, covering my burning core. He growls before both hands are under my skirt pulling them off of me, he throws them on top of his pants, before replacing his hands in the same position again.
I gasp as his fingers trace over my bareness. But it is only for a moment, before I feel him grabbing a hold of his hot cock, rubbing himself over my entrance, lubricating me with his beading eagerness.
“Gigi, open yourself to me,” he says as he keeps moving his very hard dick over me. I move my legs wider before he finishes speaking.
“You good Gigi?” he asks, concerned. Still wondering if I am with him. But the minute he asked me not to doubt him, I had already surrendered to him.
“I am now. I want you Hunter. So desperately,” I offer as I lean up to capture him, pulling his mouth back to mine.
“I need us, Gigi,” he spoke through gritted teeth before he positioned himself right at my very ready body. He pushes inside me in one thrust, inserting himself so deep within me, that it leaves us both shaking.
My body repositions around Hunter’s massive cock, and I pull him into me even more, my arms wrapping around him. He holds me up with his strong embrace, before he pushes me down over my desk, holding me up so he can start moving inside of me faster, harder. Touching me intimately from within. And fuck me, I explode in sensory overload.
I find his mouth again, and I hold his mouth to mine, my hands tugging at his hair as I lick into his mouth. My tongue follows the same speed and tempo as his cock. He restarts his movement then, his whole body undulating as he thrusts into me. I try to keep kissing him, I want to, but I can’t. The feeling of us is so intense that I have no option but to drop my head back, as he continues picking up the pace.
I can hear every thrust as he pushes us both into a careening orgasm, he has me squeezing him tight from within.
“Watch me cum in you Gigi. I can feel you are so fucking, so fucking tight. You and me, my fucking dream. Watch. Me…..” his eyes crinkle at the edges and his eyes dilate to black between one thrust and the next. His mouth descends on mine thankfully and he swallows my scream, as my orgasm bursts forth. His own filling me at the same instant and I feel myself fall apart as a smaller orgasm draws us closer still.
“Oh fuck Gigi…..” Hunter groans into my mouth. His hips have slowed but he keeps pushing into me, his thrusts still tickling me intimately. He surprises me then by smiling, his hands finding purchase under my butt as he picks me up. His cock still firmly inside me and he shuffles us backwards until he feels the chair behind his knees, slowly lowering us both, so that I end up sitting in his lap.
“You feel fucking incredible. I am getting hard already. We need to get out of here. We are doing nothing but fuck for days. Jesus Gigi, you make me lose my mind,” his hands bring my face to his and he speaks his words into my mouth, his tongue following them. “Just a look from you and see what happens…” he offers, to both of us, I think.
I find purchase on the side of the chair we are both sitting on and I grind down on him, rocking my hips over him. Hunter has opened something inside me that I know is always there, waiting just for him, waiting for us. He nips at my lip softly as I roll over his lap, before I start moving up and down on his dick again. The movement has him panting noisily into my mouth again and his teeth clenching in his unfurling excitement.
“Shit Gigi, just there. Faster babe, faster. Ride me…” he groans into my mouth again. I pull back slightly and watch his face flush, watch his eyes close as he gets lost again in our coupling. I drop down and start grinding down harder and faster, my hand dropping to my clit, rubbing it. It is an unnecessary bonus, until he pushes my hand out of the way, replacing it with his own fingers and thumb. His eyes open again as he watches his hand on me. He starts thrusting his hips up into me as his finger pinches down hard on my clit. It could have been seconds or minutes later, once again I lose all semblance of time, the feelings so intense that my moans lead us forward. I feel him hard as steel deep inside me. He lets go of my clit, returning his hand to my hips before he pistons up, rubbing me over him, before his throat clenches, his jaw grinding down, his eyes closing as he stops breathing. I feel him then. I feel him lose himself inside me again and it is all I need to fall apart on him. My climax is so strong that I fall forward onto his chest, his hands stopping my movement.
“Don’t move Gigi. Let me enjoy this. This is perfect,” he murmurs into my hair, I am still lost in a sea of endorphins, my body buzzing, my heart thudding. “Besides you little she-devil, you just broke my dick. I have never cum so hard, so quickly. You ruin me beautiful girl.” his arms squeeze me tight.
“I hope your walls are soundproof my Gigi, cause otherwise everyone just heard you fall apart on me. It does all sorts of things to my ego, better they learn that now. That you are mine I mean,” he chortles confidently into my hair.
And then he surprises me by moving me back off of his chest so that he can see my face. He makes me look at him by moving my face slightly before he speaks and makes me fucking cry.
“I meant what I said Gigi. I have spoken of my truth since the moment your Grandpa carouled me next to you. I am not going anywhere and I am exactly where I should be, right by your side. This is it for us, babe. This, this... you and me, it’s we and us now. Seeing you at their engagement party did all sorts of things to me. You know that don’t you? Trust me Gigi, I got you and nothing will ever keep me from you again. I have loved you since the first time I pulled your hair,” after balancing me up in his lap so that I won't collapse into him again, he pulls my hand, flips it up and traces my scar slowly. His eyes follow his finger before he pulls my attention back to his beautiful blue eyes. “You promised me,” the kiss that follows has me sobbing in his arms. His laugh that follows, so full of something akin to love and adoration that I let myself fall apart with him again.
“I did,” I offer in reply a few emotional moments later. Now I just have to figure out what that means to me.
A knock at my door has us both looking toward it before we look at each other and burst into happy giggles realising the compromising position we are in.
“Ginny?” Leah knocks louder.
I climb back off of Hunter to stand on wobbly legs. Somehow I am still in my heels, but he drops his hand to my very satisfied pussy and rubs it gently, intimately as I stretch over to grab the phone on my desk. I buzz Leah’s to drag her away from our door, back to her desk.
Hunter drops to his knees just as Leah answers the phone.
“Hey,” my voice squeaks as Hunter’s tongue is suddenly inside me in a truly inappropriate way. I try to swat him away, but he just sniggers breathily as he continues to lick me out as I try to speak with my secretary.
“Are you good? I just got back from morning tea and your door is still closed,” she asks as I try to wiggle away from Hunter’s descent on my body.
I wiggle again and he finishes with a final lick of his tongue, before rocking back into his position on the floor letting me speak without moaning.
“Yeah, I am good,” I offer my voice still croaky, and I watch him smirk as he stands, starting to pull his clothes back on in a very slow reverse strip tease.
“Ginny? Ginny you still there?” Leah asks quickly again. Wow, I wonder how long has she been speaking as I am lost watching Hunter redress himself.
Hunter strides over once he is fully suited up and gently takes the phone from my hands. “Leah, can you please arrange some morning tea for Gigi and myself. A long black for Gigi along with a toasted sandwich and I will have a flat white. Good? Thank you,” he finishes after a few moments.
He hangs up then comes back at me with a renewed determination in his face.
"I like that bewildered look on your face, my beautiful Gigi. You know why? Cause it matches perfectly how I am feeling. You blow my mind everytime I see you. And now I can touch you, I'm not going to stop. Come here and let me put you back together before the coffee arrives," he smiles as he kisses my lips and I smile back at him. My heart deliriously free and overflowing.
Hunter pulls back as he holds my lace lingerie up, spinning them on his finger. "Not sure I want these back on you, but fuck if you don't. We are in so much trouble," he says looking like he is seriously considering me not putting them back on.
I walk past him, "Your choice," I offer as I make use of the small bathroom hidden in my office. I clean up all our fun times in just a moment and am trying to straighten my hair out before he walks in and stands behind me.
"Leave it down," he asks simply before closing the distance between us again. We watch each other closely through the mirror, even his presence at my back has my mouth falling open so that I can breathe better.
His hands find my open shirt and slowly he undresses me, his eyes flicking between his hands roaming over my lace covered breasts and my eyes. I laugh a little as he stops and starts kneading my breasts with a very tender touch.
"Come on Hunter, let me dress. Have coffee with me, let's get an update on security and then take me away from here and you can touch me all you like," I respond, my voice confirming my lusty thoughts and his eyes flare in agreement.
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