Giving In To Love (Strong Brothers 2)

Thank fuck that I locked the door and that the glass in the room was tinted one-way so nobody could see what I was about to do to Natalie.

I unzipped her dress, yanking it down this time all the way off as well as her bra and panties. She stood in front of me in only strappy heels, and holy mother of God, I'd never seen anything as sexy in my life.

I maneuvered her back and lifted her on the table, pushing her thighs apart, as I dropped to my knees.

"This time I'm going to get a taste of your sweet pussy."

I took her groan to mean that she liked that idea.

Her nest of curls were light brown, giving me a clue to her true hair color. Her pussy glistened and I was ridiculously pleased to discover just how wet she was for me.

I inhaled, taking in the scent of her arousal. My dick jumped, not liking that he was still confined and not about to get the fucking of a lifetime. Not yet, anyway.

I used my fingers to spread her pussy lips open to discover her hard, red clit. Yes, she wanted me. She didn’t want to want me, much like I didn’t want to want h

er. But nature overruled our brains.

I ran my tongue through her folds to her clit, loving the sweet taste of her nectar. She let out a long slow moan as I swirled my tongue around her clit. Her fingers thread through my hair and then gripped my scalp as her hips rocked against my mouth.

Dueling desires ran through me. One was to take her up, fast and furious to send her flying. The other was to take my sweet time, building the anticipation by slow degrees. I started with the second, lapping and sucking at her, but quickly, I lost control.

“God…make me come, Hunter.”

How could I resist a plea like that? Especially as she tilted her hips and opened for me more. Like she was offering her pussy up on a silver platter.

So I dove in, fucking her with my tongue until she was a whimpering mess. As my tongue thrust inside her, I rubbed my thumb over her clit, and she rewarded me with the most glorious cry.

“Hunter!”

Her pussy juice gushed into my mouth, and I drank it up like a man dying of thirst. I brought her down, and considered starting all over again, but she pulled at me.

“Fuck me.”

My dick couldn’t be denied any longer, so I hurriedly undid my pants, rolled on a condom, then with a firm grip on her hips, I sunk into all her sweetness.

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Natalie

Bad idea. Bad idea. Bad idea, ran like a chant through my head.

But I didn't stop him. I couldn't stop him. It was so damned frustrating that I was powerless against that predatory gleam in his eyes that promised me incredible pleasure beyond my imagination. And when he dropped to his knees and spread my pussy lips with his fingers, I knew that while I might regret this later, I wouldn't be sorry now.

His mouth could be infuriating when he was talking, but holy moly, when it was licking and sucking my clit, it was amazing. At first, it seemed like he was teasing me, toying with my clit, and as magnificent as it felt, I was too keyed up to be played with like a cat and a mouse.

“God…make me come, Hunter.”

Thank God he listened. Boy did he ever listen. In an instant, his tongue was thrusting inside my sensitive pussy walls and then he touched my clit and fireworks blasted in my brain as pleasure swamped my body.

My pussy was spent, and at the same time, it was desperate to feel his hard dick sliding inside it.

“Fuck me.”

He groaned with a desperation that was unusual for the normally controlled Hunter. I might have teased him about it, but then his dick was inside me, and all thought was gone. There was only him filling my body. The ever-increasing friction as he moved, in and out, in and out.

“Jesus, fuck,” he moaned as his fingers tightened on my hips. I couldn’t deny that it did my ego good to know that he seemed unable to resist me as I was unable to resist him. Not that I felt I was more special. As good as this was, Hunter wasn’t a man to settle on one woman. I knew that, and yet here I was, letting him fuck me, this time in a restaurant. He clearly drove away any sensibilities I might have had, and that was the problem. It didn’t seem to matter that this had disaster written all over it. My body wanted him, and I was powerless to resist what my body craved.

He let out a feral growl, lifting one of my legs which forced me to lay back on the table. His eyes were fierce as they locked on to mine. Something powerful arched between us and I gasped as it took my breath away.