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“Take your shirt off,” he says.
I comply, lifting it over my head and tossing it and my bra away.
Hunter's eyes darken as he takes in the sight of my exposed skin. I shiver in anticipation, my entire body suddenly feeling more alive. He lowers his head, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along my collarbone and down to the swell of my breasts. I gasp as his tongue swirls around a sensitive nipple, sending jolts of electricity straight to my core.
"Hunter," I moan, threading my fingers through his hair. “I love how you do that.”
He hums against my skin in response, the vibrations adding to the delicious sensations coursing through me. His hands skim down my sides, thumbs hooking into the waistband of my pants. With deliberate slowness, he pulls them down my legs, taking my underwear with them.
I feel the cool air against my bare skin, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from Hunter’s body. He moves down, his lips and tongue tracing paths of fire along my belly, making me tremble with anticipation. I reach down to caress his hair, tugging gently as he nears my core.
Hunter looks up at me, his eyes burning. He places a gentle kiss on the inside of my thigh before licking a slow, torturous line from the bottom upward, stopping just before the place where I need him most.
“Please,” I whisper, my voice trembling with desire.
He doesn’t respond with words — he never does in moments like these. Instead, he dips his head and his tongue works its magic. Slow strokes at first, then focusing on that sweet spot that makes me writhe beneath him. My hips lift off the bed as he devours me, and I can’t help but let out a loud moan.
My hands clutch at the sheets as waves of pleasure roll through me. Hunter knows exactly what he’s doing, driving me closer and closer to the edge with each flick of his tongue and every gentle suckle.
“Oh god… Hunter…” My voice comes out breathless and desperate. “I need you — inside me. Now.”
He pulls back slightly, looking up at me with a scorching smile on his lips. He stands up and undresses completely, revealing his hard, thick length that I crave. My eyes travel down his body hungrily.
Before I know it, Hunter is back on the bed, kneeling between my legs.
“This what you want?”
A long, teasing lick on my pussy makes me question everything.
For a moment, at least.
“Yes. I want you to fuck me,” I say. “I need it. Fuck me hard. And deep. And rough. I want to feel it and forget about everything else.”
Hunter positions himself between my legs, looking down at my body. I feel his eyes tease and touch every inch of me, and I shake and writhe beneath him as I anticipate just how it will feel to have him inside me. I want it. Want to forget, to feel alive and obliterated for just a moment — as far away from my troubles as I can get.
Just as the head of his cock touches my pussy and I release a soft moan, he pauses and leans to the side and grabs something off the floor.
“What is it?” I say.
“Open up.”
I obey. And he shoves my underwear into my mouth. I cock my head and give him a look.
“You’re going to need this,” he says. “Because what I’m going to do to you will make you scream.”
Then he enters me.
Slow at first, but deep, with a sweet, inexorable strength that stretches me in the most perfect way.
I gasp around the makeshift gag, my muffled cries of pleasure filling the room as Hunter pushes deeper inside me. The sensation is overwhelming, a blend of pain and euphoria that makes my toes curl and my hands grasp at the sheets.
Hunter's rhythm is merciless, each thrust powerful and precise, driving me closer to the edge with every stroke. My body responds instinctively, arching toward him, meeting his movements with equal fervor. The sound of our bodies colliding is an erotic symphony punctuated by my muffled moans and his guttural growls.
His eyes never leave mine, a silent promise that he'll take me exactly where I need to go. The intensity of his gaze sends another wave of heat through me, making it impossible to focus on anything but the pleasure that's building inside.
Hunter's hand finds its way to my thigh, lifting it slightly to deepen the angle. The shift sends a jolt of electricity through me, and I bite down on the fabric between my teeth, trying to stifle the scream that threatens to escape. His other hand grips my hip with bruising force, holding me in place as he pounds into me with relentless determination.
The pressure mounts, a white-hot coil tightening in my core. I can feel myself teetering on the edge of release, every nerve ending aflame with sensation. Hunter's name is a chant in my mind, a prayer for deliverance as he takes me higher and higher.
