“Ah!” I gasped as a wave of pleasure pulsed through me. Hunter’s strokes were slow and rhythmic as everything turned liquid inside of me.
I held onto his head, thinking that he had no idea how wild he was driving me right now.
“You feel so right around my tongue.”
“Why don’t you fuck me?”
“Really?” he was no longer in between my legs. It felt as if there was a space only he could fill. I didn't want him to stop, but I could tell that when he stood up, the only thing on his mind was making me beg.
As he stood up, he put his thumb on my clit and then growled, “You like it like this?”
I wanted to protest and tell him to fuck me. He was doing all these exquisite things with his hands. It felt amazing. His face was so close to mine, and unbelievably, smelling myself on his face made me want to kiss him. But, then as a tightness began to build in my core, I couldn’t help it; I started to come. I couldn’t hold back as I held onto his neck and with the taste of myself on his tongue, my body started to shake and within a few seconds, I had come on his fingers.
“Fuck!” I shouted out as I felt like a leaf in the wind, being blown about in unknown territories. He pressed his body against mine and then he kissed me delicately on the shoulder. Again, he started to strip me as he backed away for a second and lifted my arms up. He dropped my shirt to the floor and then my bra fell to the ground. He ran his mouth delicately down one shoulder and then the other. He changed the pace, slowing down as he started to stroke my hips with his fingers.
Then he moved away from me, “I want to look at you.”
His hands moved to cup my breasts, and he started to knead them gently while rolling my nipples between his fingers. One of his hands stayed to roam my chest. The other began to inch slowly down my stomach. He slipped inside my panties while parting my folds.
“Why is it I just came, and I still want more?”
“That’s not what you said in the hall.”
He stopped for a minute as I grabbed his hand.
“I just don’t want to get hurt again.”
His eyes were fixed on me, and as he kissed me for that one minute, I wondered if he would do that again? Or was I the one that had done it?
His kiss was fiercer this time, and he grabbed my shoulders as his tongue plundered my mouth. He pressed me against the wooden door, my heart was racing as he seemingly ignored the question. My back was banging against the door like a tennis ball every time he thrust into me making me scream louder.
I didn’t know where the kids were and we should have kept the noise down. He was breathing heavily into my mouth as he tried to leverage me against the door.
“Yes!” he yelled and then this time I was the one that was kissing him. I held on to him for dear life. He fit inside me as if I was made for him. There was never an uncomfortable moment when it came to being with Hunter. I felt complete as he entered me. It was as if I’d never been with another man. He entered me, and every sense of insecurity that I had, had become a thing of the past. He thrust his hips deep and hard; my body shook on impact. It was exactly what my mind needed and what my body required as a bundle of pleasure rolled thr
ough me.
“Is this what you wanted?” he gasped as he thrust inside me.
“Harder!”
I needed to be fucked, all the pain and memories of our past would go away. Afterward, they could come back to me, eventually. But for now, I wanted Hunter. I needed to enjoy him. Remember the way that he made me feel.
“Like this?”
“Yes! Don’t stop!”
I didn’t want to come. I wanted us to keep going on and on. There was a raging fire that was burning inside of me, and it was impossible to ignore. His hardness was sending me over the edge as it was stretching and claiming me.
“Yes,” I moaned whenever he thrust inside, and I felt as if I was about to explode as I struggled for air as his mouth moved on mine. It was as if he was silencing me with his kiss. His fingers dug deeper into my butt as his speed increased.
“Fuck,” he said through gritted teeth as he was reaching to the point of no return. I knew that it wouldn’t take long for us to be at the same point as I started to shake and knew that I had already come so damn hard that it frightened me. I felt his release shoot inside so deeply, I would swear it hit my spine, and I welcomed it with open arms.
Hunter laughed, “I wondered if I would ever take off my pants before we got busy.”
“Well, if you weren’t so impatient, then maybe you would have given us the chance to enjoy your bed.”
My eyes darted across the room. The idea that we had just fucked on his bedroom door and not his bed, should have made me feel cheap. But there was something exciting about being taken like that. As if he couldn’t wait to have me.