“God, you made me so fucking horny,” he murmurs, moving to my other boob, his hands circling the small of my back. He kisses and licks each nipple until it’s strained and hardened, and until I lean forward to meet his lips.
“I need you,” he groans against my skin.
I think I fall apart a little. Especially when he starts planting little kisses all over my neck, dragging his lips up to my chin. One of his hands finds a way to the back of my head and winds tightly in my hair. When his lips reach mine, his tongue dips out to lick the seam of my mouth, coaxing me to open it. His kiss is succulent, but demanding, unlike before when he was still emotional. I seem to have drawn out the longing animal inside him. Even crazier is that I like him this way, because it means he feels better. Stronger. Himself again. My Hunter.
“Fuck … I want you so badly right now,” he whispers against my lips, his tongue sliding along my jawline to my ear, creating a wet path. He suckles on my earlobe, and then murmurs, “Can I have you? Will you give yourself to me?”
“Yes, you don’t have to ask. I want you too,” I utter, completely under his spell. “Take me.”
His grip on my shoulders immediately roughens, his fingers digging into my skin as the look on his face darkens. So deliciously evil. He reminds me of a predator. It’s almost scary, but at the same time so addictive.
A hungry breath that sounds more like a groan slips from his mouth as he slides one hand down my spine, moving to my belly and down between my spread thighs. Two fingers slide down my wet folds, teasing my clit. He strokes my damp pussy, spreading my wetness all over, groaning as I pant from his touch. One finger dips lower and lower until he reaches my entrance. There, he circles it, invoking my desire to mount him.
“Oh … Hunter,” I whisper, but it sounds more like a moan.
I gaze into half-mast eyes that look devilish as he grins. His hand is still on my boob, squeezing softly as he works my pussy until I can’t handle it anymore.
My body starts gyrating on top of him, moving with the rhythm of his thumb as he circles my clit. My wetness is spreading all over his cock, which thumps in excitement. Hunter biting his lip is erotic as hell as he increases his speed, his fingers working dexterously on my nub. Applying more and more pressure, he’s pushing me to my limit.
As I let out another moan, Hunter growls, “Let me see you as you come. Open your eyes. I want to see the hunger in your eyes as you fall apart on my lap.”
His dirty words send me over the edge. Arching forward to meet his hand and take me further, I explode in ecstasy. My body zings with fire as the orgasm unfolds. His eyes are locked on mine, our connection stronger than ever as he holds my pleasure in his hand. I twist in his hold, shuddering from the sensations, then collapse onto his chest.
Hunter breathes into my ear, whispering, “Beautiful.”
He repositions me over his cock, my pussy clenching from the thought of feeling him inside me.
“You’re on the pill, right?” he says. “You saw I’m clean.”
I nod, taking in sips of breath because I’m still overwhelmed by the huge orgasm.
Hunter holds my waist, gently sliding me over his cock, making me feel his length pulsating against my pussy. “No condom,” he growls. “I want to feel you, and I want you to feel every inch of my cock inside you.” He plants rough kisses on my jawline, licking his way down to my neck and to my boobs, sparking all my senses. He moves one of his hands to my boob, cupping one and toying with it while sucking on the other. My arousal is spiking again as the tip of his cock rubs against my entrance, probing inside. I feel the need to open my legs and let him in. It’s a primal desire building inside me, an urge to feel completed, whole. I want to give in to it. I want to let myself go and let love in.
I shatter all my fears and inhibitions and spread my legs further, allowing him access. His predatory eyes briefly dart up to mine, hidden under thick lashes, the instinct to ravish me clearly showing. With his eyes he’s already penetrating me, but then he relaxes his muscles and closes his eyes again. It’s like he’s keeping his animalistic urges at bay, giving me free reign to decide the pace. He wants me to experience this my way. I don’t need words to know what he’s telling me. I can feel it from his loving pecks and the lavish licks he gives my boobs, the amount of affection he pours into each kiss. He needs me to feel comfortable in my own skin. To feel confident. To be sensual.
So I straddle him and lower myself onto his cock, slowly. His eyebrows draw together, and he bites his lip, hard. Gasping, I sink further and further onto him, feeling his warm length inside me as I push further. It feels deliciously sexy, and I can’t help but moan a little as I take him completely. He groans against my nipple as I reach the base. Feeling his thickness inside me, slick from my wetness, is arousing as hell.
“Fuck me …” he growls, squeezing my boob to the point of it stinging a little. I don’t want to admit it, but I love the slight pang. “God, you feel so good.”
I grin, feeling good about myself as I move in circular motions on his lap, feeling his cock pulsate inside me. Looking me straight in the eye, he grabs my hands and places them on his shoulders, my boobs dangerously close to his face. A crimson red blush spreads on my cheeks, not just from being right in his face, but also because it feels so damn good. I’ve never felt like this before, so virile, so free.
We’re having sinful sex on the couch, his jeans aren’t even off yet, and my clothes are scattered on the floor, but I could care less about any of that. I feel so invigorated being on top of him, so in control of my own pleasure and his. My mind has let go of all the fears, and I feel light as a feather as I ride him. My man. My Hunter.
His puffs quickly become raw grunts as he exhales and groans at the same time. The hands fingering my taut nipples slide to my waist and he lifts me off his cock, only to let me slip down it again. Holding me, he bucks his hips and thrusts inside me with deep, long strokes. He pushes and undulates deep inside me, holding it at the base before sliding back out and in again, repeating the same stimulating motion over and over again.
“You’re so tight,” he murmurs against my boob, nibbling at the peak, sending shocks through my entire body. “I want to feel you like this, every day. Fuck you every day for the rest of my life.” His raunchy words sound like bliss to me.
“Every day?”
“Hmm … Every day I go without you is a day wasted,” he whispers, breathing heavily against my sternum as he plunges into me again. “I want to hear you moan and scream my name as I take you again and again until you’ve had your fill of me and then some,” he says gruffly.
“I’ll never have enough of you,” I whisper into his ear. Goose bumps appear all over his shoulders and the rest of his body as he groans from my words. “I love you.”
“Say it again,” he murmurs, his lips grazing my collarbone while he keeps fucking me.
“I love you so much,” I say. “Every second a little more.”
He hums and sinks his teeth into my skin, causing me to moan. His fingers respond by digging into my skin, grabbing a firm hold of my ass. His lips find their way to mine again, nipping at them playfully, depriving me of much wanted kisses.
“Say you want me,” he says.
“I want you.” My eyes are focused on his, our connection on a different plane.
“Do you want this cock, too?”
I gasp from his words. They’re so crude, and yet so exhilarating. “Yes.”
“Say it.” His tone becomes huskier the more he surges into me. “Say you love it.”
“I-I love it,” I stutter, still feeling a little overwhelmed by my own sexual desires and ability to admit them.
He grips my ass tighter, pushing me down on his cock, hard. “Don’t hesitate. Say it like you mean it. Tell me you love my cock.”
“I love your cock,” I repeat.
“Louder!”
“I love your cock!” For some reason, the more I say it, the less shameful it becomes. It�
�s like I’m accepting the fact that I really do love him and everything about him, including his sexy parts.
A smile curves his lips, tempting me to kiss him. God, he looks so hot when he does that. “Good. See? You can do it.” He lifts me and lowers me onto him, helping me ride him. “Don’t resist the need. Embrace it. Act on it. Love it.”
“Hmm …” I want to tell him that I do like this, but he smothers me with kisses, taking me harder and faster. I lift my butt with his thrusts, our hips clashing into each other. His breathing becomes ragged, his tongue equally frisky as he licks the roof of my mouth and probes at my tongue. He doesn’t take his lips off mine, locking me in place as he pumps into me repeatedly. It’s like he’s marking me as his with his hot mouth and luscious licks.
He retreats, panting, his hands moving to my arms as he keeps me steady while thrusting. His cock begins to pulsate inside me. “I’m gonna come inside you so fucking hard.”
A loud groan slips from his mouth and his face contorts. His eyes almost roll back into his head as he spurts his first jet of seed into me. It feels hot and wet, and by God, so fucking arousing. I can feel his come shooting inside me, filling me to the brim as he pushes it deeper into me. A few more thrusts and I’m delirious all over again. If I’d known it’d feel this good to have him inside me, skin against skin, I would’ve started the pill a long time ago.
Panting, he lets his cock slip out of my pussy, and I fall onto his muscular chest, sated. My hands slip from his shoulder to his pectorals, loving the feel of them. His breathing is still ragged, and his heart is still going crazy, but still he finds the energy to place his hand on top of mine. Suddenly, he bursts out into laughter.
I raise my head and look at him. “Why are you laughing?”
“Because I’m happy.”
“Oh …” I smile. I don’t understand why, but being happy is a good thing, so I won’t take it for granted. “I’m glad.”
“Jesus … that was fucking nice. I can’t believe you did all that.”
“Why not?” I say, frowning.
“Because you were such a prude before.”
“Hey!” I poke him in the side.
He winces, still smiling. “God, I love your reactions. You always make me laugh.”
“Stop making fun of me.” I keep poking him until he wriggles underneath me.
“I’m not,” he says. “It’s what I like most about you. You make everything so much more fun.”
“Oh.” Didn’t see that one coming. I guess my embarrassments are enjoyable to him. “Well, I told you I’m working on it. It’s not that easy to throw all your restraints out the window.”
He lifts his hand, his palm on my cheek as he caresses me. “I know, and I appreciate all your effort. I’m trying to help a little. I enjoy pushing your boundaries.” A wicked grin spreads on his face from ear to ear. “How did you like my little love bites?”
I roll my eyes and chuckle a little. “You really are a devil, you know that?”
Grinning, he lifts my face and softly presses his lips against mine, the arousal still lingering in the air between us. “I know you like it.”
“Hmm … Maybe.”
“Maybe my ass. You don’t just like it, you love it. Don’t deny it. I have proof.”
I giggle. “Oh really? What proof?”
He raises one eyebrow and signals to my ass. “Your naked ass straddling my cock on the couch says enough.”
I gape at him, suppressing a laugh that I swallow back. “Oh my God, you did not just say that.”
“What? It’s the truth.”
“Hunter!” I prod him with my finger again.
“Hey, you’re the one who offered herself to me willingly. You’re an amazing seductress, you know that? Got me all riled up there.”
I blush. “I just … wanted to make you happy.”
He frowns, wrapping his fingers around my arms, pushing me forward to gaze at me. “You just did that to alleviate my stress?”
“Yes and no.”
He sighs. “Leafy … I don’t want a pity fuck, and I don’t want you to use your body as a means to make me feel better. That’s not what I want from you, you know that.”
“I know, but I want to make you feel better about yourself, and I know for a fact this relaxes you.”
He looks down at the tiny space between us, avoiding my eyes. I can tell this is difficult for him. “Now it feels like I used you.”
“You didn’t. I wanted this. I wanted to do this for you … but also for myself.”
His radiant gray eyes creep back up to my level again, curious and enchanting. He squints. “Are you admitting you wanted to fuck me?”
I smash my lips together, trying to keep a giggle from coming out. He’s right, but it feels so bad to admit it. “I guess.”
A slow half-smile curves his lips. “You’re starting to love it, you little vixen.”
“Hey, I’m not that bad,” I say.
“I wish you would be. I fucking love it,” he says, pressing a kiss to my chin. “So you fucked me to pleasure yourself and to make me feel better? I can live with that. Seems like you really want to please me.”
“You’re such a smart ass sometimes. If you don’t watch it, I’ll tell you to suck it.”
He nuzzles my boobs, burying his head between them. “Hmmm … Please do. I’ll suck you any day.”
“God, stop it! You and your sexual innuendos.” I shove him further into the couch, laughing.
He growls, biting his lip seductively. “Oh, I like it when you play rough.” He lunges forward and wraps his arms around me, dragging me to his chest. Trapping me between his muscular arms, he says, “Gotcha.”
I chuckle against his neck, placing soft kisses on his skin. I could poke him all day, and sometimes I just want to smother him with hugs. I kind of love that man of mine.
He places a kiss on top of my head, running the tips of his fingers up and down my spine. “I love you more than anything,” he murmurs.
“Hmm … I love you too. So much more than I can show you.”
He takes a long, deep breath. “Thank you for being here. I can’t tell you how much it means to me that you’re here when I’m …” he chokes on his own words.
“I’ll always be here to catch you if you fall. I don’t want to see you get hurt,” I say.
“That’s why I love you. You’re always there for me, even when I hurt everyone around me. With the shit that I put you and my brother through, I’m thankful you guys haven’t left me yet.”
“I won’t ever leave you. Just promise me you’ll tell me everything. You need to trust me, just like I need to trust you.”
Hunter presses another small peck to my forehead. “I will. Just need to get through this rough spot.”
“You mean you need to make things right with your brother.”
“Sort of. He wants me to be in college. I can’t. You know how fucked up my brain is now. There’s no way in hell I would’ve made it through all those years. No way, not with my brain. I was afraid you wouldn’t understand.”
“And that’s where you’re wrong. I do understand.”
He smiles. “Hmm … Guess I underestimated you there, little Leaf.”
“And you’re underestimating your brother too.”
His eyes narrow. “I doubt that.”
“He wants the best for you. He’s your big brother, of course he wants to take care of you. But you have to show him you can do it. Make him see you’re okay without him constantly watching your back. He’ll loosen up then. I’m sure he can accept you doing something other than studying if you show him you can take care of your own business.”
He laughs. “That’s not fast enough for him. He has to see results within a day or he’ll kick my ass right back to school. He doesn’t have the patience to let me try on my own first.”
“Well, you dropped out of school already, so there’s no turning back. He can get angry all he wants, but it isn’t going to solve anythin
g. You just need to find your own way and he needs to accept that.”
“Right. Exactly my point.”
“But you shouldn’t fight with him,” I add.
“Hey, I’m not the one acting like a total dickwad when I try to follow through on my own decisions.”
“I know, but one of you has got to be the wisest,” I say with a wink.
A smirk appears on his face. “Wow, you really know how to kiss someone’s ass. I taught you well.”
I give him a playful slap on the arm. “Dude, you’re so arrogant sometimes.”
“I know, but you asked for it. ‘Wisest.’” He snorts. “Give me a break.”
“Well, you two just have to stop fighting and work together. If you both want a job, why not look together?”
“Got a point there.” He lets out a long, drawn-out sigh. “I just want to make this work. You know … make you proud.” The more he says, the softer his voice becomes, as if he’s afraid to admit he’s looking for my approval.
I kiss him on the cheek. “Whatever you do, I’m right behind you, cheering you on.”
Gazing down at me, he tightens his hold on me as a smile curves up his lips. “Good. As much as I hate to admit it, I do want your support. You really got me pussy-whipped, you know that?”
I roll my eyes, but before I have a chance to retort, the lock on the outside door rattles, and both Hunter and I freeze. My heart stops as the handle is turned, my eyes widening with shock. Shit, shit, shit, someone’s coming inside!
“Hide!” Hunter yells, and he grabs my hand, and springs off the couch, barely able to hold onto me. We laugh like crazy, running for his room, but make it just in time before his brother enters the house.
“Hello? Anyone home?” I can hear the keys being thrown onto the table. “Fuck, it smells like sex in here.”
Hunter holds his hand in front of my mouth, catching the laughter that spills out. Normally, I’d be freaked out by now, but for some reason I don’t care as much as I used to. This is all just funny as hell, and I enjoy every second of laughing my ass off because we narrowly escaped being caught naked on the couch.
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