Page 116 of X My Heart

I’m so close, I want to rub my thighs together to find my release but he’s still standing between my legs. Chuckling, he suckles on my nipple and I cry out his name. “Please, Hunter,” I groan.

He opens his belt and then his zipper. Tugging down his pants to his feet, followed by his boxers. I stare at his straight cock and my mouth starts to water. He’s already fully erect, and the glistening tip is inches away from my entrance. He pushes up my skirt, I part my legs even further, and my ass moves up when he kisses the inside of my thighs.

“I can smell you. Now I want to taste that sweet pussy and trace your clit with my tongue piercing. Do you want my mouth on you again, or my cock inside you?” he asks, the vibration of his voice against my pussy lips making me beg for him to fill me to the hilt.

I nod breathlessly.

“Spreading you, getting you right to the point of release till you are begging me to bury all of my hard cock inside your tight little cunt?”

“Oh God, yes. Yes,” I repeat, while he rises.

“Gets you every time, doesn’t it? Me talking dirty.” His breath is warm against my neck. “Maybe I should eat you out more often. I do love the way you taste,” he husks out, his mouth inches away from my earlobe.

I try to lift my hands but can’t raise my arms. I cringe.

“Shorty, what happened?” he asks, his voice hoarse.

“I’m sorry,” I rasp, avoiding his eyes.

“Don’t be, babe. You don’t have to do anything.”

“But I know how much you like it when I pull your hair hard to help you get there.”

His mouth is inches away from mine. I blink furiously, those blue depths holding me captive. Why is he smiling?

“I don’t care about any of that,” he says, freeing my arms from my shirt and massaging my wrists, kissing the inside of each palm. “I care about you, and what we have right here, right now. As long as we’re together, and I get you there, I’m happy. Close your eyes. Don’t think too much.” His voice is deep.

I hesitate but when he raises his eyebrows I do as he commands. I moan as his tongue moves over the inside of my thighs, pressing his nose against my mound he inhales. Then his piercing starts teasing my slit from left to right until he stops and presses the metal ball hard against my clit. Pleasure takes over and I hiss, repeating his name like a mantra, my hands traveling into his hair. He chuckles and I get even wetter. His piercing still teases the spot where everything aches and hurts in all the right ways.

“Yes, right there,” I say as his tongue flicks up and down, the metal ball punishing my clit with little stabs and I buck, my butt coming off the table. His head comes up and his strong hands lift me and I gasp. He helps me wrap my legs around his naked ass. Placing my arms on his shoulders, I draw him in closer to me, kissing him.

His cock presses and twitches against my entrance. “Fuck, Sky,” he whispers. His breathing comes out labored and hard. Nudging and teasing my clit with his slick cock, I whimper. Gliding my hands over his strong back muscles, has him tensing beneath my touch. I love the way I can still make him hard, but why is he holding back?

Maybe because I have trouble using my hands. Is it because some days I need help going to the bathroom, need help to shower? How can he love me like this?

Hunter

I hold her against me, kissing her hair. She is so fucking beautiful. She flushes, her cheeks rosy. The scent of sex lingers in the air around us. My sweat is mixed with her perfume, and I choke up knowing we aren’t going to have years of this. We are not going to grow old together. Have kids, share a life. Yell at each other because I forget to do the dishes or take out the trash.

“Babe, where did you go?” she asks, nudging against my hard-on. Her heat against my own brings me back to the present. I hate myself for being so weak, for spoiling this moment between us.

“I love you,” I whisper while she runs her knuckles through my hair. Fuck. I almost come apart.

“I love you too.”

I line up my dick with her entrance, then thrust. Moving inside her till I’m fully seated in her tight pussy. She lets her head fall to the side, and I growl because I’m doing this to her. I’m the one making her this turned on. Leaning forward, I capture her mouth with my own, and slowly start to move.

With every plunge of my hard dick, she repeats my name like a plea, like a promise, never breaking eye contact. I ram my cock in and out of her; damn it’s a snug fit, and sexy as hell. My dick glides against her pussy walls, and I swear under my breath, because I don’t want to blow within seconds. I fuck her slowly and pick up the pace when she needs it. I’m steadily building my tempo. Hell, I fucking need it. I need her. I grind my hips and thrust in. Holding her up, I bite back my tears. She weighs fucking nothing.

I force my hard dick into her deeper with every stroke. Each time brings me closer to the edge as her tight pussy milks my shaft. I hold my breath as I screw her into the table, my hand moving under her ass, tugging her against me. I stab inside of her, over and over. Sky shudders in my arms. Fuck, I’m close. My dick throbs in her tight passage, and I swear under my breath.

“That’s it, baby. Please make me come,” I beg, smashing my lips against hers again. She clasps her pussy around my dick while I move in and out of her. It’s hot as hell, and she knows it judging by the way her mouth hikes up in a full-blown smile.

“Where did you learn that trick?” I ask, my voice shaking.

“A girl has to have her secrets.” She grins, her hand caressing my jaw.

She does it again and I almost blow right then and there. My skin prickles and heats. I stagger a little, blinking a couple of times. She laughs, a beautiful full chuckle as her head falls against my chest. I pull out excruciatingly slowly and ram inside of her again.

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