Page 21 of Hunter (Hell's Bastards MC)

Working long hours didn’t exactly make fora good relationship.Also, there had to be men who were willing to be with her,and not just think about her brothers or the club they wereassociated with.

She could come up with a millionreasons,but the onlyone that mattered to her was the fact that she didn’t want to havea relationship with anyone else. A teeny, tiny part of her had onlybeen interested in Hunter. That little crush had sparkled from themoment she met him, as a grown woman, or older teenager, whicheversuited.

“So, I was your first kiss?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“And I’m the first man to see younaked?”

“As a grown woman, yeah. When I was a kid,I’m pretty sure all my brothers andmy parents, you know, they got to seeme.”

“And I’mthe only man to stare at this prettycunt?”

If he intended to silence her, then he haddone a good job. She had no idea what to say as he spread her legs.His gazetraveled fromher face, stopped at her tits, but then moved down between herthighs.

She had a small patch of pubic hair thatcovered her mound. Harlow had never wanted to completely removeit.She had seen it donea few times, and it always looked painful.

Hunter rested his hands at her knees.Every part of her body that he touched felt sosensitive, even throughclothing. But right now, neither of them were clothed. They wereboth very much naked.

Staring at him, she waited, not sure whatto say or do. This was happening. This wasn’t a dream. Hunter wasnaked, his cock fullyerect, his hands on her, staring at her body.

She held her breath as he began to slowlystroke the inside of her thighs and work up toward her pussy. Hedidn’t touch herrightaway. Just small strokes, going forward and then backward, the tipsof his fingers igniting a pleasure she couldn’t deny.

“Do you want me to touch your pussy?” heasked.

“Yes.”

“Then tell me, Harlow. Tell me to touch yourpussy.”

Harlow felt her cheeks heat. She had neverbeen shyin tellingpeople what she wanted but this was different. Hunter wasdifferent, and it wasn’t like she was asking for candy, or even tobe listened to. No, this was something completelydifferent.

“Touch my pussy,” she whispered the words.

Hunter chuckled. “I didn’t hear you.”

He was being a pain in the ass onpurpose.

“Touch my pussy,” she said, staring athim.

“Good girl. Now say please.”

She rolled her eyes but repeated the wordfor him, and before she had finished saying it, her response endedon a moan. She just couldn’t help it.The pleasure was intense. All he did was place hispalm on her pussy, and she already felt on fire withneed.

“So soft,” he said, stroking the fine hairsthat covered her lips. When he pressed a finger between and touchedher clit, she cried out, arching up. “And sensitive. Tell me,Harlow,have you touchedyourself?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Well, it looks to me like I’m going to haveto teach you to do that properly. You haven’t been taking propercare of this sweet little cunt.” He opened the lips of her sex andstarted to use two fingers. He slid either side of her clit, notquite touching her, but the teasing was almost too much for her tohandle.

“If you’ve never had a man touch you here,then you’ve not had a man’s mouth here, either. Have you?” heasked.

“No.”

Harlow watched ashe slid close to her pussy, and then shedidn’t need to ask any questions as his mouth replaced his fingers,and he began to lick and suck at her clit.

The pleasure was intense.

His mouth worked her pussy, stayingfocused on her clit, and she didn’t know how much she could take.She had never had her clit licked or sucked.Hunter used his teeth as well, but itwasn’t too painful, just hinting at what he could do. He soothedout any kind of pain by flicking his tongue back and forth acrossher nub.

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