Page 23 of Hunted for Halloween

“Fuck, Aurora. You are going to make me come down your throat if you keep looking at me like that. But you'll love that, won't you? You want daddy to fill up your throat with his cum? Are you going to swallow every fucking drop like his greedy little whore that you are?”

Fuck. Yes. I want it. All of it. I moan.

A guttural groan rips from his chest as he spills his load into my mouth, the drops lingering around my lips mixing with my drool.

I release a strained, weak whimper, gulping down all of him like it's my life line. His cock slips from my mouth with a pop and he leans in to gather the leftover drops, pushing them into my mouth.

I suck it off his fingers, moaning softly.

“You look so thoroughly taken by Daddy.” He murmurs, satisfied at how needy I look.

I part my lips, still craving for more of him. He senses that and pulls me onto his lap. My nightwear bunches up in the process and all I want to do is to sink down his length when his ringtone pierces through the air.

“Damnit,” he groans against my lips, grabbing onto my waist.

I sigh, frustrated, looking over my shoulder to glare at the phone. I kiss him softly on the lips. “You need to go.”

“We'll be quick. I promise.” He murmurs, his soft tone almost convincing as I kiss his nose, giggling.

“It can wait.” I grin, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He sucks his teeth in annoyance. “I'm going to fucking murder Calvin.”

His body eases into my touch when I kiss him on the forehead, running my palms around his ripped, muscular frame.

“Can I ask you something?” he whispers.

I lean back a little, meeting his gaze. “Anything, Christian. You can ask me anything.” I cup his face tenderly.

“Will you go out with me to dinner tonight?” he rasps.

My cheeks scorch with heat, my eyes widening softly. “Christian…” I trail off, biting my lip.

“Don't say you can't. Just tell me you'll think about it.” He counters whatever argument he sees coming.

I smile. “I wasn't going to say no. I'd love to go out to dinner with you, baby.”

“Christian,” I glance around the fine dining restaurant as he places his palm on the small of my back, leading me to our seats. “Isn't this a little too much?” I ask, worried, stopping to meet his gaze.

His gaze softens, and he pecks me softly on the lips. “When it comes to you, nothing is too much. It's just dinner, Pumpkin. It's not a big deal.” He casually dismisses my fuss.

“You rented out the entire space!” I exclaim, smacking his chest. His head tips back, a rumbling laughter ripping from histhroat. The sight enthralls me for a moment, but I quickly collect myself.

His hands dip below my waist, resting on my ass. “I meant it when I said I'd do anything for you.” His voice drops to a whisper, his eyes twinkling with a mix of adoration and devotion.

I wrap my arms around his neck, claiming his lips in a soft kiss. He responds with a groan, grabbing a fistful of my ass, ruffling my metallic silk dress in the process. I take that as my cue to pull away, giggling softly.

“You promised to keep your hands to yourself tonight. We aren’t even to our table yet and you are already breaking that promise. Not a man of your word, Mr. Carson?” I tilt my head to the side, my voice seductive.

“I wasn't in my right senses when I agreed to that.” He grinds his jaw, dissatisfaction crossing his strong features. “How am I supposed to keep my hands off you when you look like this?” he murmurs, trailing his fingers up my spine.

I suppress a shiver, biting down on my lip.

There's nothing particularly modest about my appearance. Not the metallic gold silk dress that pools to my feet and clings to my curves, paired with a matching clutch and fuck-me heels. My hair is swept up in a neat ponytail, augmenting my delicate features that are caked in light makeup and bold red lipstick.

“Restraint,” I grin. “Come on,” I hook my arm around his and he leads us to a table in the heart of the spacious dining space.

The fine dining space is a burst of black, ivory and gold, exuding luxury and opulence at a glance with it's ivory walls and table cloths, plush leather chairs and intricate golden designs. The lighting gives it a soft, inviting ambience, casting a vibrant golden glow onto the space.

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