I’m going down on my girl but…”
I spread my legs wider, allowing him better access.
He took advantage and started to fuck me with his mouth.
Long delicious strokes against my clit had me panting before I’d even realized I was close.
But that was how it was with Hunt.
My sexy little computer geek had a mouth like the devil.
He could do things with those hands and clever fingers that I’d never experienced before.
The man’s IQ was fucking off the charts, and his analytical brain had him thinking outside the box even at the oddest of times.
Like now, I could feel him tapping his finger on the tip of my clit.
“What are you doing?” I breathed, squirming.
“Typing out Morse code on your clit.” He chuckled. “I like the way it keeps me from getting too excited. Usually I do this when I want to make sure that I control myself when I’m in the throes of breaking a code. It’s to keep my excitement at bay to keep me from making mistakes.”
“You won’t make a mistake,” I assured him. “You’re doing great. And I swear to God, you’re making me want to crawl out of my skin.”
I was just about to continue, but his chuckle had me stilling.
Just before I opened my mouth to ask him something else, to confront his chuckle, he pulled me backward.
Right onto the hard length of his cock.
Goddamn.
“Hunt!” I cried out in surprise.
Hunt didn’t waste time with small talk.
He pushed and pulled me down on his cock. Filling me quickly and making me feel empty just as quickly.
“Jesus,” I gasped, feeling what felt like a great huge ball of something filling me up to almost bursting.
He never once slowed his pace. Just continuously pumped himself into me, hitting that most perfect place inside of me.
But before it got too far, before I could come, I was crying out.
“No!” I wailed. “I want your mouth when I come!”
He froze, his big hands on my hips, and stopped with his cock stuffed fully inside of me.
“Spin around,” he ordered.
When I went to stand up, to pull him out of me, he stilled my hips.
“No,” he grunted. “Keep me inside of you. All the way.”
I licked my lips, then performed a near impossible task of turning in his arms while keeping his cock still fully embedded inside of me.
“Fuck yeah,” he growled. “Right the fuck there.”
I was spun halfway around, his cock at a different angle now deep inside of me, and I felt like a freakin’ pretzel.
Hell, with his legs in between my own, I couldn’t do much more than be at his mercy.
And at his mercy, I was.
He filled me, pushed me, pulled me.
Whatever he wanted, he did, and I sat back and allowed him to do that.
Allowed him to do me.
“Jesus, you’re so tight,” he rumbled. “Every single time I feel like it can’t get any better, that what I felt last time wasn’t anywhere near as good as it was this time, you show me differently.”
I was panting.
My breasts were straining against the bra I never fully got off.
And I wanted to come.
Badly.
I wanted him to fill me up. I wanted his fingers on my clit.
I wanted his mouth on mine.
I wanted it all.
I wanted kids with him.
I wanted a life with him.
I wanted this all to be real and not ‘convenient’ anymore.
“We were never convenient,” he growled. “That was just the easiest way I could find to get you where I wanted you.”
I finished the twist in his arms, facing him with a gasp.
He made sure to twist me so that he stayed inside me as I moved.
The sincerity in his eyes had me reeling.
“What?” I asked.
He lifted me up and slammed me back down.
“You were never convenient,” he grunted. “Never.”
Then he proceeded to fuck the absolute hell out of me.
There were no other words for what he did.
He fucked me like a man possessed. Like a man that was set on proving a point.
That I was not a convenience.
And when I came, my mouth was on his.
His hands were on my ass.
And my body was on fire.
CHAPTER 19
Once you hit a certain age, you become permanently unimpressed by a lot of shit.
-Fact of Life
HUNT
The day had been shit.
I knew that it was going to be bad when the first phone call I got after I started work over an hour late was from my mom. On a new fuckin’ number.
Then my sisters, also on new numbers, started calling when I told my mother that I