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The hands he has on my chest are now moving toward my breasts, and I push them out in invitation, throwing my head back against his shoulder.

“I want you,” he moans into the side of my neck.

“I want you, too, Zach.” For all I know, this could be the last time we are like this, might as well make the most of it.

I start pushing my jeans down my legs, bending over and taking my underwear down with them. When I come back up, I cross my hands at the bottom of my t-shirt and pull it over my head. I don’t have a bra on, so now I am completely naked.

My body freezes when Zach tries to turn me around to face him.

“No,” I refuse to move. “I want it like this,” I murmur into the quiet room, then get on the bed on my hands and knees, butt up in the air.

“Christ,” I hear Zach cussing under his breath, followed by some rustling of his clothing coming off as well.

His hands touch the round globes of my butt, making me shiver, and my skin to break into goosebumps. His thumbs dip down below, close to my slit, but not enough to enter me. He gathers my juices, then brings them up to my butthole, circling it over and over, making me shiver again.

“So beautiful,” he speaks in a low tone, almost like the words are not meant for me to hear.

I push myself into his hands, hoping that he’ll get my message and just ram me with his cock. The memory of it from last night when it caused me so much pain, and even more pleasure, is haunting me. I need to feel it again. It’s almost like I am punishing myself with it, I decide. This is how I pay for all my sins.

Zach doesn’t seem to care about my silent signal for him to take me. He continues touching me everywhere until my arms and legs are shaking from the pressure. I feel like I may face plant onto the bed, flat as a pancake.

“Zach,” I shout his name when I feel his tongue entering me from behind. That was definitely not the message I was trying to convey, but I’ll take it. The tip of it keeps on playing with my entrance while his fingers are playing my clit in a circular motion, moving faster and faster until my hips can’t hold still anymore.

“No,” I try to say, but he doesn’t care. “I don’t want it sweet,” my face falls into my hands, the comforter drying the tears I feel falling from my eyes.

Zach continues his ministrations on my pussy until a sudden wave of pleasure crashes into me. It takes me by surprise, and I can’t stop the orgasm from overtaking my body.

Before I have time to come down from it, I finally feel the top of his cock at my entrance. He pushes in slowly, a little bit at a time until he is completely seated. His hips start moving slowly, thrusting into me with gentle purpose. His naked chest drops to the bare skin of my back, his lips running a wet trail across the back of my neck.

“Are you on birth control?” he whispers roughly into my ear. I freeze and don’t know how to answer. “Are you?” he repeats when I don’t say anything.

“N-no,” I finally answer. This is so bad, but I don’t want him to stop.

My answer doesn’t seem to freak him out. I expected that of him. Instead, he moves with more purpose than before. His hips are on a mission now, looking to draw another orgasm out of me, but I don’t know if I can. My mind is just too all over the place, distracting me from the whirlwind of pleasure he is creating for the both of us.

“Hunter,” he groans, then sticks a hand under me, finding my nipple and pinching it hard.

“Yes,” I throw my head back. That’s what I needed.

His other hand goes to my other breast, treating it with the same care, causing my pussy to spasm in relief.

“Now, Hunter,” he moans into my ear and pinches both my nipples at the same time. I get the message loud and clear, and I come until I can’t see anything in front of me, in spite of my eyes being open.

I feel Zach’s hands clamping tight on my hips, pulling and pushing, thrusting into me with all the force he held back from me earlier. I feel him coming inside of me, and I try to squeeze every single drop of him. I can’t help it. I am greedy, and I want it all.

I am half unconscious by the time Zach is finally done and pulls out of me. I don’t care about anything, I just lie here on my belly, waiting on Zach to take care of everything.

I am startled awake when he wipes me with something soft, then he tucks me under the covers, making me comfortable on his chest. I rub my face against his chest before I use it as pillow.

“Sleep, baby,” is the last thing I remember hearing after that.

Sleep.

CHAPTER 31

Not drunk

Hunter

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