Page 83 of Hunter

He pulled back slightly and whispered against my wet lips. “Open your mouth, Ryleigh.”

I took in a deep breath and opened my mouth.

He deepened the kiss, and I came back to life in his arms.

I groaned, reveling in the feel of his tongue gliding against mine, his lips moving over mine, and even the way his beard pressed against my cheek.

I moved in a little closer to him, and slowly gyrated my hips against him, my eyes rolling to the back of my head from the electricity that built over the friction pressing up against my clit.

I swiveled my hips harder against him, again, and again, and again…

I gasped when tremors rocked my body.

I felt light-headed.

I could come from this alone.

I could come, and he hadn’t even touched my pussy yet.

“Fuck, baby,” Xavier said, pulling away and letting his lips drift down my neck. He suckled on the skin there, no doubt leaving his mark.

I moved my hips once more.

His arms tightened around me, his fingernails digging into the skin on my waist, almost to the point of pain. My fingers ran through his hair, pulling on it and exacting the same kind of pain he was giving me.

I needed more.

More of this, more of him.

“Xavier,” I moaned with a hint of frustration.

“I got you,” he promised. “I got you.”

His hands came up and grasped my breasts in his huge hands.

My head tilted back. “Oh, God.”

He chuckled. “No God here. Just you and me.”

I nodded when he pinched my nipples, twisting them roughly between his fingers. “J-Just you and me,” I repeated.

“Fuck, you feel even better than I imagined.”

Had he imagined this…mea lot?

“Tell me to stop,” he said, almost desperately.

Like hell would I tell him to stop now. Not when I was so close to losing control.

And how badly I wanted that to be the case.

I shook my head.

“I don’t think I can stop. Not until I make you come.”

I whimpered.

He chuckled against my neck, his fingers pulling on my nipples toward him.

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