Page 22 of Hidden While In Sight

“I bet these tight cherries taste so fucking good,” he whispered in her ear, making her moan softly as her ass pressed back into his hard cock. He bit back a groan in return.

She almost jerked forward in surprise, but he pressed their linked hands harder against her stomach to hold her in place.

“It’s okay, Hannah. I want you, but I won’t use my cock on you tonight.”

He mouthed her shoulder, moving up toward her neck and over her thrumming pulse, and Hannah relaxed in his hold.

Her trust made him feel like a fucking god. She couldn’t know how he thought about her. In her mind, this was only the third time they’d seen each other. Putting herself in his arms was reckless as hell on her part.

He tested a variety of pressures on her nipples, intent on rewarding her for her recklessness as he pushed his tongue against her pulse, careful not to suck and create a mark.

She rocked her chest forward, wanting more of his touch. Her cherry tits were so fucking sensitive. He had to lift his head to breathe through the tightening ache in his cock, desperately wishing his mouth was on her instead.

He lifted his fingers to his mouth, and she made a sound of protest while he wet them with his tongue.

When his slick fingers rolled her nipple, she groaned loud enough that her husband would have been able to hear it if he wasn’t focused on chasing his own orgasm. Diego rewarded her with more licks along her throat as his fingers gave her nipples the attention they begged for.

Her hips began to rock back into his cock as she gasped for breath, her chest heaving under his touch.

Fuck, she really was delicious to touch.

He slid their joined hands down to the edge of her nightgown, dragging it up the top of her thighs to join the bunched material at her stomach.

“Hold this in place for me.” He had to repeat the words, but she still didn’t obey. Realizing she was dazed, not unwilling, he unlinked their hands and pressed hers there, where it clutched the material.

Her chest didn’t rise as she shook in his arms.

“Breathe, mami. You have to breathe for me.”

The air she’d been holding gushed out of her, and she gasped in a new breath.

His fingers gentled on her nipple as his other hand slid down her stomach and lower. He kissed her neck again. “Deep breaths. In and out.”

She obeyed, her body relaxing against his chest as he stroked her over her underwear.

“That’s better. You’re a fucking dream, Hannah, one I never want to wake up from. Spread your legs for me. Let me in.”

She obeyed, making his cock twitch as he moved his hand between her legs. A part of him had wondered if her reactions were real. Could someone as locked down as Hannah moan and gasp like that without faking it? Here was the proof. His fingers found her wet to nearly dripping through the open crotch of her panties.

“Oh, fuck.” He hadn’t expected to already be stroking her soaked slit. He’d seen the crotchless panties in her drawer, but he’d had trouble picturing her wearing them. “You’re so wet.”

“I-I’m sorry,” Hannah mumbled, her body tensing against him as he fingered her slit.

“Don’t be sorry,” he soothed, kissing her as he slid the tip of one finger inside. “You’re perfect, Hannah. I want to feel you gush all over my fucking hand.”

At his words, her hips pushed against his finger, taking it deeper into her soaked cunt. He began to pump into her, following the rhythm of her hips as he worked in a second finger.

Her husband let out his hiccupping shout, groaning long and loud as his ass tightened and he came inside the nanny.

Hannah stiffened. A surprised gasp slipped out of her when Diego stroked into her tightened cunt.

“Focus on him if you want, but don’t stop. I’ll get you there, Hannah, unlike that frustrated nanny Ashford was fucking.”

She made another choked sound, taking his fingers deeper.

“He’s a selfish prick. I’m not like that, Hannah. I just want to make you come.”

She moaned before her head lolled on his shoulder. Her hips moved with his every stroke inside her. He thrust into her a little harder, curling his fingers to rub against the bundle of nerves inside.

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