Hunter (Stud Ranch 2)

And then, oh God finally, he was diving face first into her most intimate area. He ate with abandon, like he wanted his mouth everywhere at once. He was licking between her folds and sucking on her clit one moment, then thrusting his tongue deep into her passage the next, then just burying his face as deep as he could in her cunt like he couldn’t get enough of her.

She couldn’t help the unintelligible high-pitched squeaking noises that came out of her throat. She’d never— Jason had never— He always said it wasn’t hygienic. That she smelled like fish down there. She’d been paranoid about it when she was with him, using all kinds of products to make sure she smelled fresh and clean whenever she knew they’d be spending the night together.

But she hadn’t showered in a couple days and here Hunter was lapping at her like he’d never tasted anything as sweet. And having his mouth there, his tongue, doing such—

She cried out and shamelessly thrust her pelvis up and into his face. “Oh God, yes,” she cried. “Eat me out. Eat me out so fucking good!”

She’d never in her life been so vocal during sex, but she’d also never had sex in a cabin in the middle of the woods before. It was freeing to shout her dirtiest desires at the top of her lungs. She slammed her hands to the soft rug underneath them, clawing into the carpet fibers as the pleasure ramped higher and higher. White spots burst as— Oh God, how could it feel so—

“It’s coming, it’s coming!”

He pulled away from his meal only long enough to say, “let me hear it,” before wrapping his arms underneath her ass and pulling her even more roughly into his face.

r /> Her breasts arched into the air and she did. She let him hear every moment of her increasing pleasure as she got closer and closer to the edge.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God—”

But it wasn’t until she felt one of his fingers pressing at her back entrance that she really went wild. No one had ever touched her there. The pressure felt so forbidden and wrong and— oh!

“Hunter,” she screamed his name, as his finger made it past the ring of muscles and slid into her ass. He fucked her with his tongue at the same time, right before licking up and latching onto her clit, sucking for all he was worth. She grabbed his head and shoved his face in her pussy as she came so hard she thought she might black out.

Ohhhhhhhhhhh, fuck, it just kept going and going and—

She thrust her pelvis into Hunter’s face over and over and—

Oh shit, could he breathe? She let go of his hair and dropped back to the floor, completely mortified. She expected him to pull away gasping and pissed, but he just followed her down, still sucking mercilessly at her pulsing clit.

Aftershocks spasmed down her legs and she cried out again. When he finally pulled away and wiped his mouth on his forearm, his eyes were heated as he looked her up and down. Any other time a man perusing her naked like that would have sent her insecurities into overdrive, but after that orgasm, God, she could only watch Hunter with a lazy, distracted pleasure.

And damn, was he something to watch. Especially since he was busy pulling off his jeans and boxer briefs, revealing a truly beautiful cock. It was a little shorter than Jason’s, but thicker. Her sex clenched in anticipation just by looking.

She wanted to touch it.

She wanted to lick it.

She lifted up, reaching for it but Hunter moved out of her grasp, groaning. “Don’t move.” He looked at her and held out a finger while he got to his feet. “I’m serious. Don’t move that gorgeous ass one inch.”

“What are—”

“I’ll be right back. Not one inch.” His eyes dropped down her body and he shook his head and let out a low whistle like he couldn’t believe he was lucky enough to have her there with him.

Which was ridiculous.

But then he jogged to the other side of the room toward the stairs, his tight ass providing an excellent view as he went. He disappeared around the corner up the stairs.

Isobel flopped back against the rug, her whole body limp. The next second, though, her thighs were rubbing together. She wanted more. Which was insane. She barely knew Hunter and God knew she was the last person on earth she would have thought of as sex-starved. But damn, that was the best orgasm she’d had in a long time. But her sex clenched, feeling empty.

When she heard Hunter’s feet pounding on the stairs as he came back down, she went up on her elbows and bit her lip in anticipation. Especially when she saw that he was holding not just one condom packet, but a whole strip of them.

Her mouth broke into a wide grin. Both because of how many he’d brought and the fact that he hadn’t just pulled one out of his wallet, like he’d gone to the bar intending to score. She arched an eyebrow. “Somebody’s feeling ambitious.”

“Not at all,” he grinned. “Just inspired.

He was also holding a plush dark blue blanket. Isobel snatched it from him when he got close enough, quickly draping it over her nakedness. She’d been brave, not flinching the whole time he walked back toward her while she was completely exposed. But she felt immediately better having the cover.

Hunter just looked at her with his brows furrowed. “Are you cold?” He flashed a crooked smile. “Because I’m happy to warm you up.” He dropped down beside her and immediately captured her mouth in a deep kiss.

He reached beneath the blanket and lifted her by her waist like she weighed nothing. She yelped as he settled her on his thighs, her legs straddling his waist. His thick cock lay erect and hard between them. She couldn’t take her eyes off it and Hunter flexed it so that it jumped.