Page 98 of Dark Little Game
Because I’m fucking hopeless.
The moment he gets it to the base, I’m already reaching for the lube and dripping it all along my cock.
“Spread. Wider,” I tell him, and the moment he’s moved his legs far apart, I reach down and spread his ass.
And by now, I already know he’s worked openverywell.
I don’t have a single goddamn moment of patience left in me, and I know what Hunter can take.
I push the tip of my dick into him and he takes a quick breath in.
And he issofucking tight around me.
I’m already worried I’m going to come and I let my eyelids flutter shut for a moment because if I look down at him, I reallywillcome.
“Keep going,” he whispers.
I don’t miss a beat. The tip is the thickest part, and once it’s in, I don’t hold back. I push my cock into him faster than I’ve ever done it to anyone else.
And when I open my eyes again, I see that he’s already started touching himself again.
No shot.
“You are made to take my cock,” I whisper as I throb inside him.
Within another minute I get all the way to the hiltinside him. I pull back and thrust and he calls out softly in a string of curses.
“Harder,” he says afterward.
I do it again, fucking him against the mattress as he strokes his cock below me.
He’s perfect.
He’s fuckingperfect.
I don’t know how it’s possible that even though I’m the one fucking him, when I look down at his eyes I feel like he’s in control of everything. In control of me.
Don’t believe what he said earlier,I try to tell myself, but when my cock is this deep inside him I can’t listen to my own logic.
All I hear in my mind are his words, on repeat.
I really like you.
A person who doesn’t like anyone.
A person who I’ve desperately wanted to see inside, for almost my entire life.
Let me behind your walls, Hunter.
I want to know you so fucking badly.
I’ve never wanted anything more.
He moans, pulling in a breath as I thrust into him again.
“I need you to give me your cock anytime I ask, Rayne,” he’s saying, his words punctuated by sharp breaths as I push inside him, over and over. “I need you like this. I want it all the time. Do you understand?”
By the time the wave of sensation hits me, I’m right up near the edge, and I swear he can tell.
