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My hands gripped his head. “Oh, God,” I said as anticipation rushed through me.
The minute his tongue touched my center, I felt like rockets had gone off in my brain. His touch was always electric, and I felt him in every part of my body.
His tongue was quick and sure, and within minutes, I was crying out as an orgasm slammed through me.
“Fuck, give me more, Grace,” he said as continued to suck and lick and push me up the pleasure hill again.
“Hunter,” I gasped. I loved what he was doing, but I needed him inside me. I wanted to come on him and around him, and for his dick to take me there.
“One more, baby,” he growled as he inserted two fingers inside me and sucked my clit. I was helpless to do anything except let him give me pleasure beyond belief. Soon, I was flying again.
He stood, and I saw he had a condom and his dick sheathed. Then he kissed me hard, letting me taste myself on his tongue.
“I need you so fucking bad,” he groaned as he lifted my leg over his hip and plunged inside me.
I cried out in pleasure and relief. I gripped his shoulders, holding on to him like a lifeline as he filled my body, but also the hole made when I’d walked away from him two days ago.
“Do you feel me inside you, Grace?”
“Yes. I love it when you’re inside me.”
“This…between us…is special.”
“Yes,” I gasped as he thrust in again.
“Say it, Grace.”
“What’s between us is special.”
“Fuck yeah.” With that, he moved in and out of me, filling me and making me feel whole again.
29
Hunter
Monday
I loved making her come on my mouth, but it wasn’t until I was deep inside her that I felt like I could breathe again. Like she was mine again.
It was amazing how much this woman was now a part of me. Not just physically, but in my soul. That had to be love. I wanted to tell her, but not while I was fucking her against her office wall.
I needed this, and I think she did too. The physical connection, and then the release to get rid of the negative and reconnect again. But next time, when I told her how I really felt, there would be more finesse and reverence. I wanted her to know for sure that it was my heart speaking and not my dick needing a jolt.
But for now, this was what we both needed. My hips undulated, thrusting my cock deep inside her and then withdrawing. I pulled her leg up higher, thrusting in deeper making her gasp. I loved it when she did that.
“Come on me, baby,” I said through heaving breaths. I was getting close, but I wanted her to do the honor of pulling me over. I looked in her face, gauging how close she was. She had a sexy light sheen of perspiration on her soft skin. Her head was tilted back, as if she was reaching for her ultimate bliss. I sucked on her neck, not caring if I left a mark or not.
As I teetered on the edge of my own release. I cupped her tit and brought her nipple to my mouth. I licked it.
“Oh, God…I’m almost there,” she gasped.
I sucked her nipple into my mouth, drawing on it hard.
She cried out my name, and it was the most glorious fucking sound I’d ever heard. Her pussy gripped my cock as I plunged in. Stars burst in the back of my eyes, and pleasure rocked through my body.
I let out a feral roar, and my release tore through. “I fucking love your pussy…” I chanted it as she contracted and massaged my cock, drawing out the epic orgasm.
I was still coming when there was a knock on her door.
“Oh God, Hunter,” I felt her getting distracted.
“Go away,” I growled, as my dick continued to pump into her.
“Ms. Reynolds?”
She went completely still and her eyes were wide. “Oh, no.”
Sensing something was up beyond a client or delivery guy knocking on her door, I stopped moving. “What?”
She pushed me away and started putting her clothes back together. “Get dressed,” she hissed at me.
I removed the condom, tossing it in her trash, and yanked my pants up. “Who is it?”
She pulled her panties off her ankles and seemed at a loss as to what to do with them.
I took them from her and put them in my pocket, then buttoned my shirt. “Who’s there?” I asked her again.
“Ms. Reynolds?” The man rapped on the door more aggressively this time.
My irritation sparked anger. I walked to the door, yanking it open just enough to show my head. “She’s in session, asshole.”
The bland, middle-aged man with barely any hair, jerked back. His eyes widened.
“Hunter. It’s okay,” Grace said from behind me. She pushed me aside and opened the door. “Mr. Brown. I wasn’t expecting you.”
