Relief filled me, and I kissed him passionately again, his lips moving with me in unison. His body was hot as fuck, the power of his thrusts almost too much.
I was taken by surprise when he lifted me up, putting me on my feet. My knees were struggling to maintain their balance. Thanks to the table, I could lean on it and find support for what his next move might be.
He turned me and pressed me back down, making me lean over the table with my tits pressed against it. I released unintelligible sounds as I felt his cock press at my wet entrance once again. Testing the depths of my pussy, he pushed once again.
He was barely inside of me. Half of his shaft had obliterated my base, digging it deeper to allow more of his length inside of me. Pleasure washed over me in great waves as he took his time, fucking me shallow and slow, playing with my clit with his free hand as I squirmed and whined beneath him. It was too much. He was too much. I came again, wetness dripping down my thighs as I cried out.
“Fuck, Kylie.” He pulled out, panting. “I can’t go anymore without coming, baby. Let’s stop for tonight.”
“No way.” I turned, completely ready to give him anything he wanted. “I don’t want you to stop.”
“It’s not a risk we can take right now.” He touched the side of my face, but I could see his need. Feel it. Sense it.
I dropped to my knees and pulled him close, sliding his thick shaft into my mouth. The taste of my own release raced across my tongue, turning me on far more than I thought it would.
He moaned and trusted above me until he tensed and lost himself on my tongue. I drank him down and licked at his thick, pulsing head until he stepped back, his eyes glossy, his face filled with ecstasy.
He pulled me up and wrapped his arms around me. “How the hell did all of that happen?”
I laughed. “Sorry for ruining the gun lesson tonight.” I looked at him with seducing eyes, still mesmerized by his great body, handsome face, plus his giant cock.
“You’re still welcomed tomorrow, in case you forgot. I will love to teach you how to use your gun.” He kissed the top of my head and moved back, pulling his pants back around his waist. He groaned to find out that his cock would not fit inside his jeans fully erect. I wasn’t surprised at all.
I nodded as I picked up my clothes to get dressed. “I enjoyed tonight.”
“I want you to stay with me.” He reached out and helped me with my shirt.
“No, not with Vince sick. Soon maybe?”
“Absolutely.” He pulled me close and kissed me one more time. “Soon needs to be like really, really soon.”
We shared a laugh, and I lifted to my toes, kissing him one more time. “Bye, lover.”
“Bye, beautiful. See you tomorrow.” He waved his hand as I turned and walked across the yard toward the house. Every cell in my body was humming, and I was on fire for him. Soon would be real soon.
I needed more of him. Now.
Chapter Eleven
Hunter
Sleeping the night off was the hardest thing to do. My mind had been shrouded with thoughts of our heated encounter. Her gun practice had turned into something more dangerous and adventurous.
I checked the time over the wall clock that hung in the center of my room. Time flew by so slowly, especially when one was conscious of the things around them. All that my eyes could see were pictures of Kylie bent forward in front of me, moaning in extreme pleasure over my huge cock deposited into her tight, little pussy. I felt my lips curve into a sly smile, reminding me of the exciting night we had out in my barn.
I decided to stand up and stretch my legs. My jogging pants were enough to clothe me, so I went out of my room, half naked with no shirt on.
Right before I walked out of the back door, I decided to check on Vince. He had eaten a few bites last night. Kylie was a great cook, making her all the more attractive. My little guy had to be starving though a few bites of soup wasn’t nearly enough.
I stopped in front of his room, turning the knob of his door slowly. Careful not to create any noise, I peeked into the room as quietly as I could. Vince was still sound asleep, looking better than last night.
I walked on tiptoes, trying my hardest not to disrupt his rest. I checked his temperature by putting the back of my hand against his forehead. He was still warm, although not as hot as yesterday. His fever seemed to have subsided, but I could not afford to let him go to school and tire himself again. He had not yet fully recovered, and he needed some time off perhaps. That would be the best resort for now.
Instead of walking out of the house for a jog, I decided to cook Vince something for breakfast. That fever had taken away his appetite, and he needed to recharge his body for him to recuperate fast.
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I went to the kitchen and cooked our breakfast. I tried to force my thoughts away from Kylie’s sexy body and great smile, but it was a difficult task to do.