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I wrapped my hand around him and stroked him once. He groaned and tilted his head back before snapping it back to stare down at me when I squeezed his balls. I bent my head ever so slowly, my eyes on his as I crept closer to the tip of his cock.
“I’m going to enjoy this very much, Hunter,” I whispered.
“Not as much as I will,” He groaned.
I wrapped my lips around his tip, just the tip, listened for his exhale and while the breath left his body, I squeezed at his balls again and gave him a suck, all at once. inhaled sharply and swept his hand through my hair. I smiled mischievously and pulled away.
He groaned and opened his eyes.
“Why’d you stop?” He asked.
“Cause as I said, I will enjoy this a lot” I lay back on the floor and invited him with my eyes to take me. I watched as he got off the bed and knelt over me, divesting me of my clothes quickly, his eyes turning over my body greedily.
“You’re stunning Becca, a living breathing work of art,”
“The ones I saw didn’t look that good,” I said.
“I promise, you are more beautiful than all the ones I saw,” he replied, then he ravished me starting at my belly. He spent a few seconds kissing my navel before moving up my body to my erect nipples. He stroked them with the rough side of his tongue, suckling each nub. I moaned aloud and put my hand behind his head to press him closer.
When he took his head off to kiss down my body again, I gave a weak moan of protest, which quickly became one of pleasure when his mouth closed around my pussy. Then he moved away from my pussy, kissing down my thighs and around my lips without touching it.
I felt his finger slide into me softly and then he pulled out and slid in again, this time fast and rough, like the first thrust has unlocked a longing he couldn’t control. I was moaning and groaning now, my head thrashing on the rug.
I felt his hand probing my entrance and I spread my legs, leaned up on my elbows, and wrapped my arms around him.
“Let me know,” I said. Hunter watched as I led him to my gate, then pressed his cock, throwing my head back, he pushed in softly, his eyes on my face when I hissed.
“Fuck, you’re so damned wet.” His voice was hoarse and sounded far away.
He thrust once as though testing the water, then he drove into me again and groaned, his strokes coming faster and quicker. I pressed my back into the rug and moaned, then groaned, then hissed, my body responding to the pleasure he was offering. I felt my body quickening with pleasure. My orgasm would wash over me soon.
“Fuck, Hunter, I’ll come soon, don’t think I’ll be able to hold it,” I said between moans.
He pumped faster and harder in response, his hips slapping against my ass as he slammed into me. I gave up, my cry keening out of me as the pleasure reached its climax and peaked, then like high waves in the ocean, it washed over my body. I shuddered and shuddered again, my body tightening around his.
I felt more than heard Hunter groaning loudly, then he gave one last hard thrust and I felt his seed splash into me. His body shook as his orgasm rocked him. His shoulders gave way, and he dropped heavily onto me, his weight delicious against my heaving body.
“Was that pleasure enough?” He panted.
“I’ll answer that when I can get my legs to stop shaking” I replied, then wrapped my legs around him and held him against me. For some reason, the only thought in my head was yes. I should’ve said yes when he asked me.
An Agreement
I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock ringing loudly beside me. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I reached over to turn it off and sat up in bed. The morning sunlight streamed in through the windows, casting a warm glow on everything in the room.
I got up from bed and stretched my arms above my head, feeling my muscles loosen up. It was a new day, and there were things that needed to be done. I quickly got dressed and made my way to the kitchen.
As I walked through the house, my stomach rumbled. I had promised Mark I would make pancakes for breakfast, and I was determined to keep that promise.
In the kitchen, I found all the ingredients I needed and set to work. I mixed the batter together and heated up the griddle. As I cooked, the smell of fresh pancakes filled the kitchen, and I couldn't help smiling. Mark would appreciate the meal for sure.
Once the pancakes were ready, I placed them on a plate and poured some syrup over them. Mark walked into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes sleepily.
"Good morning, Dad," he said, his voice still groggy.
"Good morning, buddy," I replied, ruffling his hair. "I made your favorite breakfast."
Mark's face lit up with a smile as he sat down at the table. We ate breakfast together, chatting about the day ahead. After we finished, I helped Mark get ready for school and we headed out the door.
