“Me too, baby.” He ran his hand down her side and trapped her hip in a firm hold. He squeezed. “Christ, I could so easily bruise you. I don’t want to hurt you, baby, but right now I’m finding it really tough to keep from dragging you to the floor and driving my cock into this hot little body.”
Jeanette covered her face in her hands. “Oh, God, what am I doing? I’ve never done anything this irresponsible. If I caught my employees doing something like this I’d fire them.”
Hunter placed his hands over hers, then tugged them away. He ran his lips over her knuckles and murmured, “Haven’t you ever wanted to be a little naughty, sweetness? Break a few rules?”
“Yes, but wanting and doing isn’t at all the same.”
“True, but we’re only going to play a little, I promise.” He bobbed hi
s eyebrows and said, “Besides, I’m saving the main event for when I get you in my bed.”
Jeanette smoothed her hands over his chest, the touch so faint Hunter wondered if she even realized she was doing it. “What are you planning to do to me?”
Unable to deny himself any longer, Hunter leaned forward and kissed the soft skin of her belly. “You’ll have to wait and see.”
Jeanette gently swatted him. “You’re a tease.”
Cupping her lace covered mound, he bit out, “I’m horny and I need a taste of this.” Without warning he grasped the corners of the delicate lace and yanked. The material easily gave way beneath his strength. He tossed the now ruined panties aside and took in the beautiful bounty he’d uncovered. Soft, brown, neatly trimmed curls protected what he knew would taste like pure honey.
“Spread your legs, sweetness; let me have the rest of my dessert.”
“I can’t come standing up, Hunter. I’ve never been able to.”
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes, but—”
“Then spread your legs. Let me do the rest.”
Jeanette bit her lip, doubt clouding her expression as she moved her feet apart a few inches.
“More,” Hunter ordered, pleased when she quickly obeyed. “Good girl. Now hold on to me.”
When she grabbed on to his shoulders, he let his gaze soak in the sight of the glistening pink lips of her sex and the swollen clit he craved so badly. Wasting no time, Hunter clutched her hips and leaned forward. A quick swipe of his tongue over wet pink flesh told Hunter what he’d already suspected from the beginning. Her sweet, tangy flavor would definitely be addicting.
“Mmm, strawberries and cream. My favorite.”
Allowing one of his hands free rein, Hunter drifted his palm over her hip before using his fingers to stroke her wet folds open. He held her gaze and sank one finger deep.
Arching her neck and throwing her head back, she shouted “Yes! Oh God, please, Hunter!”
Her pleading spurred him on. With her breasts swaying back and forth in her struggle for completion and her fingers digging into the muscles of his shoulder, Hunter leaned in and licked her sweet little clit as he finger-fucked her.
“That feels so…oh, damn,” she groaned.
Her wild cries were music to his ears. The clutch of her tight cunt as her juices soaked his finger drove his body into a frenzy of lust. He pulled his finger out, then seized her clit between his index finger and thumb and rolled the swollen nub. He pinched and caressed, then sank his finger even deeper than before.
Wrapping his arm around her hips to steady her, Hunter placed his lips against her clit and kissed the swollen and sensitive bit of flesh. A primitive growl reverberated inside his chest at the way her body began to move against his face. Pulling his finger free, he used two of them to part her swollen pussy lips. Hunter sank his tongue deep into her hot opening. Jeanette thrust against him so hard he nearly fell backward.
Christ, she was in a bad way. When had she last had an orgasm? The unexpected burning thought of another man touching her had him nearly snarling. Hunter knew it was irrational; he’d only just met the little beauty. He wasn’t sure what to make of his feelings toward this one woman.
Aching to have her juices pouring into his mouth, Hunter began sliding his tongue in and out of her, slowly, building her pleasure by small degrees. He used his thumb to stroke over her soft clitoris. Licking and nibbling, he plied her flesh until suddenly she screamed his name. Her fingernails bit into his flesh as she anchored him to her and rode out a wild and glorious climax.
After her little tremors subsided, Hunter dipped his finger into her pussy, then brought it to his mouth and sucked it clean. “Fucking perfect,” he murmured, then pressed a gentle kiss to her mound. When he lifted his head, he made sure to keep his hold on her hips.
Perspiration caused her flesh to glisten. Her head was thrown back, eyes closed, as she attempted to gain her equilibrium. A burst of male satisfaction shot through Hunter as he watched his little butterfly come alive.
“Still think you can’t come standing?”