Page 103 of Hunted
I squeeze him harder as I beg, “Reece, I want to taste you.” He lifts his hand and lays over me, being careful not to drop all of his weight onto me as he kisses me deeply.
“Baby, I want to taste you, too.” His eyes dance between mine as if he’s planning something. “Have you… with one of the others, have you even done a sixty-nine?”
My mind races to remember that term, it’s one I heard before, in my old life. An image of our mouths on each other at the same time springs into my head. “Oh! Um, no I haven’t,” I tell him as my core grows wet at the image. “Can we do that? Now?”
He smirks at me, then drops to his back beside me, pushing his boxers down and throwing them across the room. “Darling, come here and sit on my face.”
His words cause me to grow even wetter, and I nervously sit up and move to straddle him. I hover a few inches above him, but he grabs my ass and pulls me against him. The second his tongue finds my folds, I gasp.
I can’t stop my hips from slowly rolling against him, then remembering I’m the six to his nine, I lean forward and grab his cock in my hand, licking the tip. I have to stretch forward, and he adjusts himself with a few pillows under his head so he can help me reach him. It gives me the few extra inches I need to push my mouth over his warm, hard cock and start to suck him down.
He groans against my pussy and the vibrations make me work even harder to make sure he enjoys this. It’s his first blow job, after all. It’s also his first time eating pussy, and he’s doing that like a champ.
We both lick, suck and moan against each other until he can’t take anymore. He flips me onto my back, spins around so he’s kneeling between my legs, his eyes roaming up my body as his hands grip my hips.
“Reece…” His eyes flick up to meet mine. “I need you.”
His eyes darken, and he moves his fingers to my entrance. “You want my fingers, baby?”
I shake my head, my hands fisting in the sheet as I beg, “No, I want you to fuck me, Reece. I want your cock inside me when I come.”
“Fuuuuck,” he groans, grabbing his cock and squeezing it so tight it looks painful. “Condom?”
I shake my head. He knows I have the implant, and a condom is a layer I don’t want between us. I want to feel all of him.
He grunts in approval, then lines himself up and leans over me, kissing me hard.
I wrap my arms around his neck while he notches himself at my entrance. “I’ve waited a long time for this. For you,” he says before kissing me again.
He lifts his head to watch me as he starts to push in, and I tell him the words I’ve felt deep inside for over half my life. “I love you, Reece.”
He groans loudly, pushing all the way inside, and making me cry out as I become completely filled by him.
His mouth presses against my neck as he holds himself there, unmoving. After a few moments, I buck my hips up against him. “Reece, are you okay?”
He lifts his head, and his chocolate brown eyes meet mine as he whispers, “The love of my life loves me, I’ve never been better.”
His hips pull back a few inches before he pushes into me slowly. And after a few small thrusts, I use my heels to encourage him to move faster.
“Reece, stop holding back,” I whisper, seeing his teeth clenching as he tries to keep his body from taking over.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You can’t. I’m not breakable. I want you to let go, I want to feel the real you. Give it to me, Reece. Please,” I beg as I lift my hips against him.
His eyes search mine before he slowly nods, then he sits up, grabs the back of my thighs and pushes hard into me.
“Yes!” I exclaim as pleasure shoots through me. He slams into me again, harder this time, and when he sees that not only is he not hurting me, but that I’m enjoying it, he starts to let go of his control and starts pounding into me.
My fingers tighten in the sheets as he pushes me closer and closer to the edge. “Reece! I’m gonna come!” I warn him when I feel like I can’thold back anymore. His thumb moves to my clit, and he starts rubbing it quickly, sending me flying over the edge as I scream my release.
“Reece!”
He grunts as his thrusts grow ragged until he pushes into me one final time, cursing as his release shoots inside of me. “Fuck!”
When he finally finishes, he pulls out and drops down beside me, hugging me against his side, and kissing the top of my head as we both pant heavily.
“Fuck, Darla, that was incredible.”
