motion of his thrusts. One hand continued to flick and tease my nipples and the other eased down to the spot where we joined. His finger unerringly found the small bud of flesh hidden there, and despite the amazing orgasm I’d just experienced, another thrilling ripple shot through me.
I reached back and grabbed his head, pulling it toward me, and tilted my head back at the same time. He didn’t hesitate to respond to my invitation. His mouth crashed down on mine and his tongue plunged inside, mimicking the movements his cock made as it plunged in and out of my body.
I broke the kiss to pull in deep gasping breaths.
“Hunter, you’re going to make me come again,” I said and another cry broke form me as he hit me in just the right spot.
“Come for me, baby. I want to feel you squeeze my cock again.” He breathed his words into my ear.
He pounded harder and within a few seconds, he sent me over for a second time. I cried out incoherently with my pleasure.
While I rode it out, his hands gripped my hips, holding me in place. I stared in the mirror as his jaw tightened and red spots bloomed high on his cheekbones. He slammed into me hard and just as the orgasm hit him, he bent his head and sucked the sensitive spot where my shoulder and neck met, sinking his teeth into me just hard enough to send aftershocks of pleasure through me.
When he finished, he wrapped his arms around me tightly and kept his face tucked in my neck. I was grateful for his embrace because I didn’t think my legs would hold me.
Hunter kissed my neck and my cheek. “I need to get rid of this condom, princess.”
The tenderness in his voice when he said the word “princess” sent shivers skimming over my skin. I turned my face toward him and nuzzled against his cheek. “Just a warning, I’m not sure I’ll still be standing once you let me go.”
He grinned and pressed a quick, sweet kiss on my lips. He leaned us both forward and tugged my hands, wrapping them around to grip the edge of the vanity.
“I think this is how you got me into this situation,” I teased.
He chuckled. “Hang tight for one sec.”
Hunter slowly slid out of me. My head dropped forward and a small moan escaped me at the friction against my over-sensitized flesh. He pressed another kiss on my shoulder before I lost the warmth of him at my back.
I gripped the vanity and made a conscious effort to keep myself upright while I heard him moving and the toilet flush. I kept my eyes closed, my head tipped down even as his heat hit my side. The water turned on in one of the two sinks and after a few moments, I felt a warm, damp cloth between my legs.
I gasped and my eyes flew open. Our reflection showed Hunter standing behind me, and I could feel him gently cleaning between my thighs. I allowed my head to drift back to rest on his shoulder, and I examined myself.
My long blonde hair was wild around my face. I was definitely sporting the just fucked look. My lips were bright red and slightly swollen. My eyes were a more brilliant blue than I’d ever seen them, and my cheeks had a healthy glow of color. And a cat that ate the canary smile tipped my lips up.
Who knew one round of sex with Hunter Lawson was better than a complete day of pampering at the Pink Posey?
“What’s the smile about?” Hunter finished cleaning me up and tossed the facecloth in the sink.
I turned and wound my arms around his neck. “I was just thinking I don’t remember the last time I felt this good.”
He leaned down and kissed me. His lips were gentle this time, the rush and hot demand of earlier gone now and in its place a more languorous pace. But for all the slow, gentle pressure of his mouth and the softer pressure and teasing as his tongue met mine, it was no less hot or passionate.
In fact, as we kissed, I could feel the heat building again. It started as a sort of low-level hum vibrating through me. But then he lifted his mouth from mine and reached up to tilt my head into a
I reached back and grabbed his head, pulling it toward me, and tilted my head back at the same time. He didn’t hesitate to respond to my invitation. His mouth crashed down on mine and his tongue plunged inside, mimicking the movements his cock made as it plunged in and out of my body.
I broke the kiss to pull in deep gasping breaths.
“Hunter, you’re going to make me come again,” I said and another cry broke form me as he hit me in just the right spot.
“Come for me, baby. I want to feel you squeeze my cock again.” He breathed his words into my ear.
He pounded harder and within a few seconds, he sent me over for a second time. I cried out incoherently with my pleasure.
While I rode it out, his hands gripped my hips, holding me in place. I stared in the mirror as his jaw tightened and red spots bloomed high on his cheekbones. He slammed into me hard and just as the orgasm hit him, he bent his head and sucked the sensitive spot where my shoulder and neck met, sinking his teeth into me just hard enough to send aftershocks of pleasure through me.
When he finished, he wrapped his arms around me tightly and kept his face tucked in my neck. I was grateful for his embrace because I didn’t think my legs would hold me.
Hunter kissed my neck and my cheek. “I need to get rid of this condom, princess.”
The tenderness in his voice when he said the word “princess” sent shivers skimming over my skin. I turned my face toward him and nuzzled against his cheek. “Just a warning, I’m not sure I’ll still be standing once you let me go.”
He grinned and pressed a quick, sweet kiss on my lips. He leaned us both forward and tugged my hands, wrapping them around to grip the edge of the vanity.
“I think this is how you got me into this situation,” I teased.
He chuckled. “Hang tight for one sec.”
Hunter slowly slid out of me. My head dropped forward and a small moan escaped me at the friction against my over-sensitized flesh. He pressed another kiss on my shoulder before I lost the warmth of him at my back.
I gripped the vanity and made a conscious effort to keep myself upright while I heard him moving and the toilet flush. I kept my eyes closed, my head tipped down even as his heat hit my side. The water turned on in one of the two sinks and after a few moments, I felt a warm, damp cloth between my legs.
I gasped and my eyes flew open. Our reflection showed Hunter standing behind me, and I could feel him gently cleaning between my thighs. I allowed my head to drift back to rest on his shoulder, and I examined myself.
My long blonde hair was wild around my face. I was definitely sporting the just fucked look. My lips were bright red and slightly swollen. My eyes were a more brilliant blue than I’d ever seen them, and my cheeks had a healthy glow of color. And a cat that ate the canary smile tipped my lips up.
Who knew one round of sex with Hunter Lawson was better than a complete day of pampering at the Pink Posey?
“What’s the smile about?” Hunter finished cleaning me up and tossed the facecloth in the sink.
I turned and wound my arms around his neck. “I was just thinking I don’t remember the last time I felt this good.”
He leaned down and kissed me. His lips were gentle this time, the rush and hot demand of earlier gone now and in its place a more languorous pace. But for all the slow, gentle pressure of his mouth and the softer pressure and teasing as his tongue met mine, it was no less hot or passionate.
In fact, as we kissed, I could feel the heat building again. It started as a sort of low-level hum vibrating through me. But then he lifted his mouth from mine and reached up to tilt my head into a
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