He looked up to see her breasts bouncing in his face; his cock began to tingle with sensations, and Hunt could no longer hold back. He grabbed onto her hips, pulling her firmly into him as he unloaded inside of her. Emma collapsed onto him, exhausted and out of breath.
He wrapped his hands around her, holding her in place, his cock still inside her. Emma lifted her face for a moment, staring deep into his eyes. With his ears ringing, Hunt realized he hadn’t heard what she had said. But it didn’t matter, he didn’t need the words. Having her there, in that moment, on top of him, with her daringly green eyes looking right into his own, Hunt knew that she could see his soul, and possibly understand what he was thinking in that very moment.
He loved her, more than he had ever loved anything.
“Hunt,” Emma called to him, laughing, “did you hear anything I said?”
“Not a word, Emma,” Hunt replied, pulling her down so he could kiss her. “Not a word.”
*****
THE END