Page 33 of Intertwined Hearts

I reached under her arms and pulled her up onto my lap, her legs straddling me again. Every fucking touch, every rock of her hips caused tingles to shoot through me and my nuts tightened. She slid her body up mine, then slid back down, holding my cock at her entrance, then pressed herself down onto me.

“Mmm,” she moaned. She took her time, rocking her hips back and forth. “Damn, Hunter. You feel so good.” She threw her head back and leaned her exposed neck forward, waiting for my mouth. I found a sweet spot at her collarbone and licked, then sucked the sheen of sweat from her skin.

My hands gripped her tight at her hips and helped her move up and down my shaft. “Jesus fucking Christ. It doesn’t get any better than this.” My hips thrust up, forcing my cock to drive deep into her heat as I pulled her down on me. It felt like she was on fire on the inside.

She reached behind her ass, and I felt her fingers stroke my balls, as she continued to ride me.

“Don’t do that, baby. You’ll make me come. I’m not ready for that, not yet,” I said. I pulled her mouth down onto mine and then wrapped my arms around her, pressing her tits into my chest. My hips rocked back and forth with a slight movement, feeling her silky pussy wrapped around me.

I lifted her off of me, then set her on the couch beside me, slid down between her legs, and buried my face in her wetness. My tongue made long strokes through her lips. My hands grasped her around her thighs near her hips and pulled her toward me until her ass was barely on the couch. I pressed her legs up around her head with leverage behind her knees, then dipped my tongue back into her sweet hole, licking and sucking her like my life depended on it.

My tongue took one long lap from her ass knot, traveling up through her swollen labia, and making its way to her clit. I sucked and licked her little nub while my fingers pumped in and out of her until she squealed in delight. Her legs stiffened, and her walls tightened around my fingers like a vise grip.

“Get up on your hands and knees for me,” I said.

I licked my fingers clean while she did as I’d asked. I knelt behind her, rubbed my cock through her juices, and then pressed into her, holding her at her hips and pulling her back onto me.

“Shit, Hunter,” she groaned.

Her forehead was pressed into the seat cushion. I leaned forward and grabbed a handful of hair as I ground my hips tight against her rounded ass. “Fuck, baby. I don’t know how much more I can take. You feel so fucking good.”

“Come inside me, Hunter. I want to feel your come coat me.”

I was lost in her. The scent, the feel, her words. I thrust harder and harder until I heard her scream her release, and I gave her what she wanted, her pussy full of my come.

Chapter 25

Jackie

The next couple of weeks seemed to fly by, and were perfect. We hadn’t had an argument or disagreement up to that point, until the night we were sitting at Hunter’s house and he got a text from Sophia.

We’d just made love and were watching a show he recorded earlier in the week on his DVR. He pressed the pause button on the remote and gave me the news.

“Sophia had her baby,” he said. “It’s a boy.” He sounded excited. More excited than I thought he should be, considering he said it wasn’t his.

“Congratulations,” I said in a sarcastic tone.

“Thanks. I’m going to give her a call.”

“Seriously? Why?”

“What do you mean? She just gave birth to a baby that’s possibly my son. Why wouldn’t I call her?”

“Maybe because it isn’t your kid? Or maybe you lied to me and you knew all along that it was. Maybe you knew from the beginning that she was pregnant.”

“What’s wrong with you? I told you the truth. I thought you were mature enough to handle this. I guess I was wrong. I’m going to give her a call. I’ll be right back.”

Hunter walked into his room and shut the door behind him. What an asshole. I had no idea what to think. For someone who was adamant that wasn’t his baby, he’d done a very quick about-face. I was crushed. I wondered if he would’ve signed the birth certificate if he had been in the hospital room.

I stood and was picking up my purse when he came back into the living room.

“What are you doing? You were just going to leave? You weren’t going to even wait for me to come back?”

“You seem to have made your mind up and have a new family. I’m in your way.”

“You have some serious fucking issues. Do you know that? You know what? Leave. Fuck it. Have a good life.”

“Hunter,” I said. Tears were threatening to fall.

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