Page 22 of Stalking His Prey

I’m soaking wet as he begins to thrust, fucking me with long, deliberate, romantic strokes. I feel deep emotion in his movements now, much different to our first time.

Oh my goodness, there’s no limit to the seductiveness and confidence of this man.

I moan into the pillow as he gives it to me harder, punishing my cervix with such sweet delight. I left my leg and wrap it around his, binding us together and giving him easier access to my sopping sex. The slight touch of pain as he stretches me is like the icing on the cake as I already feel myself racing head-on into an orgasm.

I reach back and caress his muscles as he thrusts, massaging the taut muscles as my body temperature rises and another climax hits me.

This time I can actually whimper his name.

“Hawk…” I moan as his lips close around the lobe of my left ear.

Pleasure stabs me straight through my core, causing me to buck and arch back against the monster of a man who has such a wonderful grip on me. How incredibly turned on I am as the delectable tug of my orgasm pulls and pulls at me until I’m wrapped in a silky cocoon of bliss.

My whole body is tense, but the spectacular waves of pleasure continue to charge me until I’m hit with an overwhelming sense of relief that sweeps through me from the top of my head to my toes.

I have no idea what time it is or how long we’ve been sleeping, and I don’t care. My brain can barely even focus as my pussy clamps down and throbs all over Hawk’s swollen manhood.

I’m in a daze, gasping for breath, as he continues to pump inside me.

God, this is heaven. I had no idea what I was missing until now. His hot, muscular body, encapsulating mine as he ravishes me feels so naughty–so electrifying.

“I woke up so hard beside you,” he whispers into my ear, causing goosebumps to break out all across my arms. “I couldn’t stop myself from indulging in more of your delicious little cunt.”

His words coax a moan from my lips as he continues to impale me, so hard and so smooth. I’m beyond full at this point. A sweltering, beautiful ache radiates out from my core and through my limbs.

I twist my head toward him, providing my lips for a deep passionate kiss which he gives me in response. His tongue dances over mine as we embrace like we’ve known each other for years.

This is it. This is what it’s like to lose yourself in another person.

I yelp into his mouth as he pounds me faster, and reach up to grab him by his thick, muscular neck. I feel like I’m hanging on for dear life as his strokes increase in both pace and intensity.

I feel him swelling inside me. He’s about to explode.

“You’re so fucking sexy, Penelope,” he says, his mouth enveloping mine. “You want my cum in you again?”

“Yes!” I gasp.

I’m desperate to feel the delight once more.

Hearing his breath intake increase and the strong pounding of his heart against my back elates me. My body pleasures him, and his pleasure sends my excitement soaring higher.

All I want is to be used by him.

Whenever he wants me, he can have me. I’m his.

“Penelope!” he pants, gasping as his cock flexes inside me. “Oh, fuck. I’m coming!”

“Yes, baby,” I moan as his arms cinch around me like thick coils of steel. “Give it to me.”

Hawk goes off, and again I feel it. A hot, sticky spray that coats my walls and ignites more primal passions I never thought possible.

“Give me your babies, Hawk,” I whimper as my own orgasm crashes into me.

He growls, clenching his jaw as he snatches my breast in one hand and my buttock in the other, squeezing so hard as he finishes that I nearly scream out in pain.

My hips buck and my legs tighten as we twist together in mutual ecstasy. His tempo slows as my folds clamp down on his manhood, draining what’s left of his immense load from his shaft.

Every one of my walls has come down now since experiencing Hawk. I can truly be myself with him. I can exist without timidity with the confidence that this man knowspreciselywho I am and what I need.

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