All uncertainty vanished from his expression, replaced by sheer need.
I felt him fumbling in one of his pockets, and I bit my lip as I heard the tear of a wrapper. When he was ready, he looked down at me and cradled my face in his hands. Then he slowly pushed inside me. Just the very tip of him.
My eyes widened, and I drew in a sharp breath. I thought it might hurt, but it didn’t. I just felt full. It was similar to the way I felt when he slid his fingers inside me, but the pressure was even greater. Like I was being stretched to my limits.
“Laney,” Hunter murmured. “Are you okay?”
I nodded and reached down to grab his ass and pull him closer, forcing him deeper inside me. I wanted this more than anything. It wasn’t just physical desire, either. It was emotional. I’d never felt so needed by another person before. I’d never felt so safe, either.
Hunter gritted his teeth. “Fuck… you feel amazing,” he bit out as he sank into me, inch by inch.
I tangled my arms around him as he started rocking himself against me, slowly at first, then faster as my body adjusted to his thickness. Instinctively, I moved my hips in a rhythm with him, and soon the pressured stretching feeling was gone. All I felt was… good.
No, better than good. It was euphoric.
As he moved against me, picking up the pace with each thrust, Hunter’s lips moved from my forehead to my cheeks to my neck. When he nipped at one of my earlobes, I cried out and shuddered. “Oh, fuck! Yes!”
“Ready for more?” he muttered raggedly.
“Yes!” I gasped out.
He picked my legs up, guiding me to wrap them around his waist. Then he began to drive into me again, harder than before, hands interlocking with mine above my head. I gasped and whimpered as his body rocked against mine, and my eyes widened as he suddenly pulled away one hand and slid it between us, rubbing at my clit between each thrust.
In other circumstances, I might’ve been embarrassed about the guttural groans that were spilling from my lips, but right now I didn’t care. I knew Hunter didn’t, either. He liked hearing my sounds of pleasure.
“Keep going,” he growled, confirming that for me as he drove into me over and over. “Keep fucking moaning like that.”
I let my eyes close for a second as he pushed himself even deeper, and the loudest moan yet tumbled from my lips. “Oh! Harder!” I cried out. “Please!”
“Dirty girl,” he muttered against my ear through clenched teeth. “You want it even harder?”
“Yes,” I said breathlessly. “It feels… oh!”
He began to slam into me relentlessly, so hard he stole the breath from my lungs and the words from my lips. “So fucking good,” he grunted. “Your pussy feels so fucking good.”
Just when I thought I might come again, Hunter pulled out and flipped me over, moving me onto all fours with my ass high in the air. “I want to see you like this,” he growled, rubbing his cock up and down my pussy. “Fuck, Laney… look how wet you are.”
I gritted my teeth as he drove back into me, fingernails digging into my hips as he held me up. It felt so dirty to have him fuck me like this. So raw and animalistic.
One hand slid between my legs, rubbing at my clit again, and I felt myself spiraling into madness.
“Come,” Hunter growled. “Come on my cock. Now.”
That was all it took to send me flying over the edge again. I gasped and cried out, muscles clenching wildly, and Hunter held me as I rode out the wave. Then he groaned and found his release too, fingers digging into me so hard I was sure they would leave bruises.
When it was over, I rolled onto my back and stared up at the ceiling as I caught my breath. Hunter did the same, slinging one arm around me.
“You’re amazing,” he murmured, moving his lips to my forehead.
I smiled. “So are you. I knew it would be perfect,” I whispered.
His eyes glimmered with affection as he leaned down to kiss me again. “I really wasn’t expecting it to happen,” he said. “Not so soon.”
“Me neither,” I admitted. “But at the same time I feel like I’ve been waiting for it ever since I met you.”
“Me too. Although before yesterday it was definitely more of a hate-fuck I had in mind.” He grinned wickedly and smoothed a hand over my hair. Then his expression turned serious. “I’m glad you decided to trust me, Laney. I thought it would take months. I even thought there was a chance it would never happen. Not after…”
He trailed off, knowing that I already knew exactly what he was talking about.