Page 70 of The Hunted
“No, and I’m not wearing a condom.”Oh.“I get tested regularly and can show you my paperwork. I keep it on my phone. I haven’t been with anyone in a long time—too long. We def should have had this conversation before I was balls deep in your sweet cunt, but….” She felt him shrug; his fingers were making circles against her hip as he waited for her to tell him to get it or continue.
Silva dropped her head against the tile. He wasn’t solely responsible for their safety when it came to sex, and she was usually way better at keeping her wits about her when she decided to have sex with someone. But she wanted him—wanted to feel him skin-to-skin. She wanted to know if that connection she felt with him was magnified when he was inside her.
And it was.
“I get tested too, regularly.” It was a compulsion at this point, considering she wasn’t having sex. “I can pull up my papers on my phone too. And Santino?” She took a breath, licking her lips even though her heart raced. “I can’t get pregnant.” Her pussy throbbed. “I want you to cum in me.”
Silva heard something snap, and she figured it was his control. One minute she was facing the wall and the next she was eye level with Santino, with one leg wrapped around his waist and the other on his forearm. Her back was pressed into the tile, and his mouth was on hers within her next breath as he slammed into her and pounded into her with fervor.
Another climax sprang to life, surprising her, this one not as intense as the first two but enough that she had to cling on to him because her body was violently shaking. She tried to keep her eyes open—wanted to see Santino in all his wild and primal glory—but her head fell back as he growled her name. He fell still for only a moment before he was pressing his body into her and twitching as his orgasm spilled into her.
Her breathing was erratic and she kept her eyes closed, willing her heart to calm down before it came out of her throat. She was sated to the point she felt like she could sleep for the next several days or run a marathon—she wouldn’t, but she felt alive, giddy almost.
“You are,” she heard Santino mumble against her neck, before she felt his lips against her pulse sending it into a tailspin.
Silva shivered in his hold. The hot water was turning cold, and her brain finally remembered they were in the shower stall of the gym. She wriggled against him, but the low growl in his throat stopped her movements.
“Give me a second, princess.” His gaze was on hers, and he swiveled his hips causing her to roll her eyes. “I want to commit this to memory.”
“What’s that?” She shifted her hips forward, surprised she was ready to go again.
“You.” He kissed a path down her jaw. “In my arms.” He nipped at her skin. “Wrapped around me.” He brought his lips up to her ear. “Filled with my cum. I knew you’d be the perfect fit.” His teeth sank into the bottom part and she groaned.
Santino pulled back on a low chuckle. “I want to fuck you again but maybe not in the shower.” He slowly pulled out of her and gently dropped her feet on the floor.
Her body betrayed her and her legs buckled, causing Santino to hold her up with a satisfied smile on his face that had her mortified. “Shh. Wipe that smug look off your face. I’m just sore from the run and working out,” she stated matter-of-factly.
“Ahh, princess.” He half-turned to shut the water off before his fingers were teasing her between her legs. “You’re honest, and I like that. Don’t start lying to me now.” She separated her legs, giving him access to her. When he slipped two fingers inside of her, she shot up to her toes, clutching his wrists while he toyed with her.
“Santino,” she groaned his name, trying and failing to get the upper hand.
Who was she kidding? This man had access to her body and mind in a way no one else had. It should scare her, and maybe it will in the morning but that’s tomorrow Silva’s problem.
“I love the way you say my name. It’s both a fevered prayer and a threat.” He pulled out of her and brought his fingers to her lips. “Open up and taste the mess we made.”
Silva’s tongue was sliding across Santino’s fingers before he finished his sentence. She hummed low in her throat, doing everything she could to keep her eyes open and locked on his. The flavor that teased her tongue made her shift on her feet and sent a thrill of electric anticipation coursing through.
She wanted more.
More of his taste and touch.
More of him filling her.
And more of this feeling like she was burning alive from the inside out.
“Stop teasing me, princess.” His other hand gripped her chin and tilted her head back. He shoved his fingers farther into her mouth. “Didn’t I promise to put you on your knees and fuck this sweet mouth of yours?”
Silva’s eyes widened, but she nodded. Her body moving on its own—eager to please, eager to give this man whatever he wanted so long as he kept her feeling like she could fly.
“Not here, sweet girl.” He pulled his fingers out of her mouth and scooped her up like she weighed no more than a piece of paper. She could feel his cum slipping out of her, and she squeezed her legs shut, wanting to keep a part of him. It felt primal and primitive. He marked her as his, and she reveled in it.
They made their way out into the locker room. He gently settled her on her feet before he placed a towel she hadn’t seen him grab on the bench and guided her to sit. He loomed over her. His presence always took up all the space and oxygen in the room. Normally that would have set off her flight-or-fight instincts, but with him she felt protected—safe to finally breathe.
“You still have your clothes on,” she murmured, letting her fingers grip the front of his jeans. They were soaking wet. “These are going to be hell to take off.”
“Good thing I’m not getting naked.” His thumb brushed her bottom lip. “No pouting. I’m not done with you yet. I’m just not ready to strip yet. Besides,” he leaned down, sucking her bottom lip in between his teeth, and her body melted into his.
“I kind of like this dynamic,” he whispered against her mouth, “me still fully clothed, while you’re gloriously and beautifully naked for me. It lets me see all of you.” He stood back to his full height.
