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“Teach me how,” she whispers while dropping light kisses on my chest. Thank you, Jesus.
I jump when her teeth bite lightly into my nipple, but then she soothes the pain with her already very talented tongue. She licks her way down until she reaches the band of my sweats, one finger running along the inside of it, making the muscles in my stomach clench.
“Pull them down,” I growl at her and sigh in relief when she complies right away.
Her eyes big and round when she comes face to face with my cock is something I wish I had caught on film. The picture she makes gets me harder yet, to the point where I worry that I might come before she even gets to touch me.
“Lick it underneath,” I command, my head dropping back when she does just as I asked. She is a quick learner, and I don’t need to give her further instructions after that. She licks me all over like I am the best ice cream cone she’s ever tasted.
“Take the tip in,” I voice my next order when I can’t take her licking anymore. I can’t wait to feel the inside of her mouth around my cock. “Less teeth,” I jump when her teeth scrape a little too hard on the sides of me in her attempt to take in more than just the tip.
In a surprising move, Hunter drops her mouth on me, taking almost my entire length in. My head snaps up to watch and my hands dive into her hair to control her movements. I can feel the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat, but she still has way to go before she takes me all in, and I don’t think she can do it anymore. Not today.
“Just like that, baby,” I gently move her head up and down. “Relax your jaw,” I instruct when she wants to clench on me again and slide a hand to the side of her face.
I feel Hunter’s jaw relaxing under my fingers, and she is able to take me in a little deeper.
“Jesus Christ,” my eyes roll in the back of my head. I feel like I am missing out on something by not watching Hunter as she sucks me off. Her head starts bobbing up and down a little faster, freaking me the fuck out. My balls draw up and the tingles at the base of my spine completely take me by surprise.
I grab her head tighter, unwilling to let go of her. I can’t let go of her. I need her warm mouth on me all the time.
“Fuck, I’m coming!” In a split second, I decide to pull her off me so I don’t spill into her mouth, even though that is what I want the most. But I don’t want to scar her for life with this being her first time.
Hunter refuses to move, her cheeks hollowing more as she sucks me harder, leaving me with no doubt that she wants this.
I let go, loving the way her tongue pushes on my cock from underneath, swallowing every single drop I have to give her.
With my eyes closed, I pull at her hair until she lets go of me, then pull her up my body until she is lying on my chest. Blindly, I grab her chin and bring her mouth to me, sucking her tongue in the same way she just sucked my cock.
I taste myself inside her mouth, and I am surprised that it doesn’t gross me out. I’ve never wanted to kiss anyone after they gave me a blow job. Quite the opposite in fact, I insisted on them rinsing out with mouthwash before they put their mouth anywhere on me after that.
“Was that good?” Hunter whimpers into my mouth.
“Better than,” I continue kissing her senseless.
That’s how everything about what’s going on between us seems to be. Better than.
Too good.
CHAPTER 10
What are you doing?
Hunter
It’s been a little over three weeks since the amazing weekend I spent with Zach Cavanaugh. We’ve seen each other almost every day since. He drives into the city for work Monday through Friday, so I wait for him at his apartment every day unless he happens to have a late meeting. Then we talk on the phone for a couple of hours until one of us falls asleep.
“So tell me,” Mom eyes me from across the surface of the kitchen counter which she is wiping with abrupt movements.
“Tell you what?” I give her my most innocent look. It never works on Dad, but Mom lets me get away with it more.
“Where have you been disappearing almost every day for the last month?” She is scrubbing hard now, and I worry that she’s going to scratch the granite counter. Dad won’t be happy.
“A month?” I slap a hand on my chest and continue the game I started.
“Well, whatever it’s been. Where do you go, Hunter?” She stops pretending like she’s cleaning, and my eyes fall to where she dropped the kitchen towel she was using. I can’t look at her knowing that I’ll lie to her.
“Just to Mattie’s,” I insist, my chest getting tighter with every second.
