Page 11 of The Database

When Vlad spotted Mina walking down the crowded city street, Emily looked up at Hunter. Gently, he ran his knuckles along the side of her face before claiming her mouth with his. Her lips parted allowing his tongue to cross, tangling with hers. The kiss sent tingles down Emily’s spine. No first kiss has ever reached her so intensely.

Their kissing deepened as Hunter slid Emily down on the couch beneath him. He leaned over her sweeping an errant curl behind her ear. “Oh Emily, what are you doing to me?” Hunter asked before taking her mouth with his, once again.

She grabbed the hem of his shirt, untucking it from his slacks. He sat up, unbuttoning and sliding it down his shoulders revealing his gorgeously sculpted torso. Emily glided her fingertips along every sinewy line of muscle, enjoying the sparks she felt while touching him. He took her hand, placing it against his lips, lightly kissing it.

Emily sat up. “Hunter, could you help me with my zipper please?” She motioned to the back of her dress as she rose from the couch. He eased the zipper down, easing the garment off, as it collected round her feet revealing the lingerie she had on beneath.

“Emily, you take my breath away. You are truly a vision.” Hunter sat up, sliding a leg on each side of her and placed his hands on her hips. She curled her fingers through his hair as he trailed kisses along her abdomen. His tongue dipped inside her belly button while his fingers slid along the edge of her panties, guiding them down her thighs and into the clothing piled on the floor. She stepped out, leaving her legs spread apart. He outlined her freshly shaven area, kissing it, further down he went, reaching her clit. Drawing it between his lips she gasped, throwing her head back while holding his head firmly in place. He ran his tongue down, between her folds, dipping in. She rocked, enjoying the shockwaves this game shot to her core. Hunter’s fingers slid in place of his tongue, never losing a beat. With his free hand, he undid his belt and pants, lifting up just enough to slide them down, before returning to Emily.

Hunter stroked himself while fingering Emily. From the looks of it, this was turning him on as much as it was her. The sounds she emitted seemed to shoot straight to his cock. His moans mingled with hers, she opened her eyes watching him glide his hand up and down his shaft while she fucked herself on his fingers.

“Hunter, do you have a condom?”

“Yes, my lovely.” He released himself, reaching into his pants pocket. She stepped back, freeing herself from his grasp so he could finish undressing.

He stood, unclasping her bra, tossing it on the chair behind her. Hunter took her firm nipples in his mouth, suckling and nibbling each as his fingers resumed their duties. Her moans increased as her orgasm built, he wanted to feel her come, needed to feel her come as his motions quickened.

“Ah, ah, ah,” she panted. “Oh God Hunter, fuck, this feels so good.” She rode his fingers hard, thoroughly enjoying what she hoped would be the first of many orgasms.

He gripped the back of her neck, forcing her lips to his. Kissing her so controllingly it made her knees weak. Once he released her, he opened the condom, sliding it on then sat back down on the couch. Emily placed a knee on each side of him, sliding down his shaft.

Still reeling from her orgasm, she felt another building as his cock filled her, almost forcing her to come on impact. She bit back, having already had her first she needed to ensure he got his. But he felt so damn good inside her.

Hunter placed his hands on her hips allowing Emily to guide them at the pace that worked best for her. Working into a rhythm, her stamina increased with each bounce. The walls of her pussy were screaming for release, but she held back, waiting for him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, the hair tickled her nipples as they rubbed across his chest. She arched back, an invitation to suck them. He nibbled the pebbled buds, and when she moaned, a slight smirk curved at the corner of his lips.

Hunter grabbed her hips, pulling her harder against him, she ground against his lap as he pumped harder into her. Faster he went, their moans increasing with each punch. His face reddened and Emily knew he was right there with her. He drew her body upward, just above the bed before slamming her against his lap one last time.

Emily relinquished the reigns giving way to her impending orgasm. “Oh my fucking God! Hunter!” she screamed as she came at the same time she felt Hunter test the capacity load for the condom.

He pulled her tightly against his heaving chest. “Fuck babe, that was intense.” Beads of sweat streamed down his forehead.

She grinned. “Yes, yes it was. Now, how about a shower?”

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