He emphasized each fuck you with a thrust of his hips. The juxtaposition of his gentle hand at her head and his fat cock forcing its way in and out of her mouth, making her drool all down his shaft and over his balls—Isobel couldn’t help groaning little needy moans around his cock. And when she did that it seemed to make him even crazier.
“Fuck, that’s right baby. Let me know how much you love my fat cock. That’s right. Christ, this is the best hummer— Isobel, shit, I’m gonna— Not yet— I—"
With a growl, Hunter pulled himself away from Isobel’s mouth, using her shoulders to hold her still because she kept chasing after him with her tongue. He’d been about to blow and she wanted to taste him and suck him dry and make him beg at her mercy and—
He glared down at her like he knew what she’d meant to do. But the next second he was leaned down and kissing her so deep, she could taste herself on his lips.
“Fucking vixen,” he whispered, and then thrust his tongue in and out of her mouth in an imitation of fucking.
Her legs squeezed together but then she realized—wait, that’s stupid. She had the hottest fucking man in the universe above her. She reached for his cock and tried to guide him back inside her but was only met with his dark chuckle.
“Oh no you don’t.” He pulled his hips back from her grasping touch. Her eyes flashed up to his in confusion.
“I told you I was taking all of you. Right now.”
His meaning barely had time to register before he was grabbing her and flipping her over on the car seat. “Hands and knees,” he bit out.
Holy shit, he wasn’t really going to— His hands were immediately on her ass, massaging the fleshy globes in his hands.
She squeezed her eyes shut in horror. Her giant ass was in his face. He must be disgusted. She should just turn back around—
But when she made a move, his hand came down in a thwack across her left butt cheek. She yelped and jumped on the seat.
“Goddamn but I love this ass. Do you know how many nights I’ve spent dreaming and jerking off over thoughts of this ass?” She felt his warm breath against her flesh and then his teeth nipped and bit at her, up and down all over her ass. She yelped but he just gripped two handfuls again and growled low.
“After the hotel and knowing what your sweet mouth and pussy felt like, it’s all I’ve been able to think about. Maybe if I’d claimed you completely you’d stop playing these fucking games with me.” He gave her ass another sharp smack.
“The hotel?” Her voice barely came out above a whisper as she looked over her shoulder at him. Did that mean he— “You remember that night?”
His mouth dropped open and his eyes narrowed. “You thought I forgot it?” The question was a mixture of disbelief and anger.
“You didn’t say anything!”
“Neither did you.”
She just stared at him. So he remembered. And he— He—
“You drove me so fuckin’ insane that night.” He kept her gaze as he dipped a finger in her pussy and dragged it along to press at her back entrance. “Now it’s my turn.”
He remembered that night. And he’d known it was her.
Her.
He’d called her gorgeous. He loved her body.
It seemed so obvious now with his body so hot on hers. They were a match. This was right. It always was between them. So why had it been so hard for her to believe it? Why was it always so hard to believe the good stuff?
He sank one knuckle, then two inside her. She clenched around him and moaned, her sex clenching too. Oh God, oh fuck, it was so hot. Was he really going to take her there? Would he fit? Would it hurt?
She was so caught up in him, in the craziness of everything they were doing, she didn’t care. She wanted it to hurt if it meant what he said was true. If it meant it would mark her as his. She’d never belonged anywhere. And he wanted her to belong with him. God, that night in the hotel, he’d said he loved—
Nope. Couldn’t think about that right now. Every nerve was on sensation overload. So instead she tried to shut her brain down and rely instead on her body and what it wanted.
And what it wanted was: “More,” she groaned, twisting restlessly on the finger he had up her ass. “More, Hunter. You said you’d take me. Stop fucking around and do it.”
He thrust his cock inside her pussy again. She cried out because yes, oh God yes. Not exactly what she meant but she’d take him wherever she could get him.
But then the next second he’d pulled out again. Slick with her wetness, the head of his cock pressed at her anus.