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"Thank you, sunshine." He breathes into my neck. He's been silent for more than thirty minutes just allowing me to hold him.
"Thank you for sharing so much." I shift my head from his chest so I can stare into his eyes again. The darkness is gone. Something has loosened within him.
He pushes a stray hair from my forehead. "It's so hard to talk about."
"I'll always listen," I offer. I move my body slightly suddenly aware of his growing hardness beneath me.
"You're an angel." He grazes my forehead with his lips, pulling my hips down into his lap.
"I'm just your friend. I'm not an angel."
"You're more than
my friend," he purrs softly. "I can't be this close to you, Sadie and not want things."
"We can't do that anymore." I move to pull back but it's with little effort. Feeling his erection has made me desire him all over again.
"We can and we will." His lips trace a path across my cheek.
"No," I say breathlessly. There's no substantial meaning in the word and he knows it. The faint wetness of my panties on his lap is giving my desire away.
"You want me now." His hand drops to his lap, it’s mere inches from my core. "You can have me. Anytime. Anywhere you want."
I pull myself across his groin. He's so hard. So ready. All I have to do is reach down and undo his pants.
"Use me," he whispers. "You want me."
I pull back so I'm staring into his eyes. I see my desire there. He wants me just as much as I want him. I can feel how badly he needs me. Hunger courses through me. I have to feel that again. I have to come under his touch again.
His lips seal over mine as he lets out a low moan. He pulls my bottom lip between his teeth, biting it softly, sucking at it. I groan as I reach for his belt. I fumble with it before I feel his hands take over. He loosens it quickly and the smooth sound of his zipper lowering follows. He pulls his cock free and I tremble at the sight of it. It's so large, so perfect, and so ready for me.
"You want me to fuck you, don't you?" He breathes into my mouth.
I nod quickly. "Please," I whimper. "Please, Hunter."
He pushes my panties to the side as he slides his cock along my slick cleft. I'm so wet. So ready to take him inside of me again.
"I can't get enough of you." He growls as he slowly pushes himself into me.
I move to take more of him in, leaning forward against the couch. He's so big. It's painful. So painful and so perfectly blissful.
"Fuck me, sunshine." He nips at my neck. "Fuck me now."
I move my body slowly against his, finding my rhythm. His hands are pushing on my hips, coaxing me to move faster. I do. "Oh, please," I moan through a heavy breath. "This is so good."
"This is yours." He pumps his hips up and into me. Pulling me down harder with each thrust. "Fuck me hard. Use me."
I move faster, allowing my body's natural desire to take over. I throw my head back as I grasp onto his shoulders. "Fuck, yes," I whisper. The brazen sound of my own voice is so foreign to me. I don't do this. I don't fuck men like him. Men like him. There's only one man like him.
"Christ." He's bucking wildly now, his cock plunging into me so deeply. An animalistic growl courses through him and into me.
I push harder, taking all of him. I'm so close. "It's too good," I scream. "Please, don't stop."
"I'll never stop wanting you." He groans as he empties himself into me as I rush over the edge into an intense orgasm. "I can't."
Chapter 8