Page 22 of Hunter (Hell's Bastards MC)

As he did so, hebuilt her arousal, and Harlow knew there wasnothing she could do to hold back, to stop her from coming. She wasat the mercy of her own body.

He thrust her over the edge, giving her thefirst orgasm by a man and his mouth.

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Harlow was a temptation he couldn’t denyhimself. Her pussy tasted like heaven and Hunter knew he was goingstraight to hell.

She was too good for him, tooprecious, and he wasevil. All his life, he’d done bad things. This was the worst thinghe had ever done—defloweringher—and even thoughhe knew she wanted it, it didn’t matter. He knew better. He wasnever going to offer her forever. She was just a pussy in a longline that had come before her, and there would be plenty afterher.

But he knew he was already addicted by that one taste. Heloved the soft sounds of her voice as she came, his name spillingfrom her lips. How her body seemed to take over, and be in completecontrol of her responses.

“Please!”

Hunter moved up her body. Even though he’dstopped licking her cunt,he’d not stopped teasing her. Harlow was still dealing withthe aftershocks of her release, and he continued to tease her body,playing with her exactly the way he knew would drive her releasehigher.

Virgins felt pain. A first time was nevergood. He needed her soaking wet, but also so distracted that as hetook her virginity, she wouldn’t feel muchpain.

Hunter moved up between her thighs, andthis is what made him even more of an asshole. He should wear acondom. He’d not asked her about birth control,but he had never been with a womanbareback. Here came the asshole.

Harlow was the first woman he’d been withwho hadn’t been with another man. There was no doubt to him. Shehad no reason to lie, but also, the past couple of years, he hadwatched her. She didn’t give any man the time or day. He also sawthat she wasn’t interested in them either.There was no flirting, no long, drawnlooks. She tended to treat men like her brothers.

Unlike him. Harlow didn’t look at him likea brother. She looked at himlike a man she wanted to play with.

The moment he fucked her, he knew thatline was crossed. Even licking her cunt had drawn him to the line.He’d not gone over it. They were still petering at the edge. Themoment his dick slid inside her tight, hot cunt, thenhe’d be well over theline and there’d be no turning back. Big Dick would kill him. Theclub would hate him. But he didn’t give a shit.

Two years he’d held temptation at bay. Hehad tried to ignore her, think of her like asister, do anything andeverything to stop these feelings, but he couldn’t do it. Harlowwas under his skin, and this was the next step.

He grabbed the base of his cockwith the hand that wasn’ttouching her pussy. Hunter had to act quickly, and he stoppedstroking her clit, pressed the tip of his cock at her entrance, andthen slammed balls-deep inside her. Much to his surprise, he felther virginity. He felt the flesh give way as he penetrated herbody.

Harlow cried out. She tensed beneath him,and with his cock buried balls-deep inside her, he grabbed her hands and pressed themeither side of her head. He moved his body over her, keeping her inplace.

Harlow wriggled, but her strength was nomatch for him.He wasstronger, bigger, and he held her down.

“You’re no longer a virgin,” he said, afterseveral seconds had passed.

She didn’t move. He heard her breath,slightly wobbly as she breathed in and out. He had hurt her, therewas no doubt about that. He didn’t want to hurt her, but for her tohave what she wanted, there was going to be pain, and he couldn’t stopthat.

Hunter didn’t move. She stopped fighting himand he lifted up to look down into her eyes. There were tearsglistening in their depths.

“Does it still hurt?” he asked.

Her teeth were sunk in her bottom lip andshe shook her head. Silence. He didn’t want her to be silent.

Hunter lifted up, but he didn’t move hispelvis, just kept himself still. Her pussy was so incredibly tight.Tighter than he imagined it would be.He felt every single pulse and ripple as she gotused to the feel of his length deep inside her.

“Talk to me, Harlow,” he said.

She released her lip, opened her mouth, andno sound came out. She didn’t say a word and then closed herlips.

He let go of her hands, placed one on the bed beside her head,and cupped her face with the other, stroking his thumb across thebottom lip. “Have I stunned you to silence?” he asked.

Harlow surprised him by swiping her tongueacross the tip of his thumb.

“I’m not silent,” she said.

“You speak.”

“I … this is … new.”

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