I laid on my back, unable to sit anymore. The lust was too intense, too good. The only thing I felt was pleasure. I couldn’t think straight, and all I held tight to was the promise that he was going to fuck me so good, and soon.
He licked a finger and pushed it inside of my tight opening. He used his finger to intensify the sweet sensation I felt. The tip of his finger was hitting my G-spot, triggering my first orgasm for the night.
I felt the familiar avalanche of unexplainable pleasure build up in my core. The sensation between my legs was too powerful. In the course of his stimulation, the gush of liquid escaped my entrance, wetting his handsome face.
He drank all of it before standing and wiping at his face. “So beautiful. You taste like heaven, Kylie.”
Seeing that I was ready to feel him once more, he took his clothes off to reveal his huge, thick manhood. There it was again, the biggest fucking cock I had ever seen. He didn’t even have to be skilled as big as he was, but he knew what he was doing to top it off.
He gripped his cock, massaging his robust shaft with his hand. The gargantuan rod was twitching in response to watching me vibrate from orgasm. Heat raced up my spine when I felt the head of his cock tingled my wet opening, getting ready to penetrate my tight pussy.
Hunter pushed forward, thrusting his pelvis forward. His ten-inch cock struggled to dig in, but he was determined. He pushed in once again, getting half of his big, fat cock inside of me. Taking the advantage to dominate me more, he pushed in farther.
My legs were shaking, my toes barely touching the bed. He bent toward me; his body pressed above mine. He kissed my lips as a distraction while he thrust more, getting his cock acquainted with the inside of convulsing channel.
His cock was digging inside of me, pushing its thick, huge shaft in and out of my heat. I could feel how big he was as he buried himself into me. He pumped his hips and groaned as I joined him in a chorus of lust.
The strength of his movements was incredible. He was consistently fast, moving in unison with my heartbeat. I could barely breathe, taken aback by the intensity of his thrusts. I moaned in between his lips, breathing the same air he did.
He held my hand, entwining his fingers with mine. It made my heart beat louder. I could feel the same since our chest were pressed on each other. Our hearts and breaths were racing, finding their sync through the peak of this delusional love making.
There was something different tonight. The way he moved, he was expressing something. His kisses were furious and hungry but begging at the same time. His heart was chasing mine, but he was telling me something. His touch was hot, but he was more affectionate. Sex with him had become an addiction. Something I had been dying to have, especially now that he seemed to be echoing my emotions.
“Condom,” he whispered roughly.
“Yeah,” I mumbled and moaned as he moved back and pulled a packet from his pants pocket on the floor. He stretched the condom over his thick cock and smiled at me.
“You’re so fucking hot, Kylie. Come here, girl.” He grabbed me and wasted no time pushing back into my wetness.
I felt the gush of fluids accumulating in between my legs again. I couldn’t comprehend the strong sensation that ran in my veins. The only thing I could do was close my eyes and hold him closer to me. The power of my sweet release was too much that I lost track of everything else.
Then I felt it. The sweet juices flowed out of me, releasing the extreme desire and passion I shared with Hunter. I opened my eyes to see him with eyes closed, moaning in return. His hot, sticky load filled up the condom. Hunter unloaded his orgasm inside of me as he cried out.
He was panting heavily as he pulled out and dropped down on the bed next to me. “Fucking amazing. God, woman. I’m falling in love with you. You have no clue what you do to me.”
He laid next to me, trying to catch his breath, and appeared in awe of the amazing fuck we had. I looked at him with a smile on my face, satisfied with our shared orgasmic experience.
Hunter faced me, his fingers running along my cheeks. He did not reciprocate the smile I yielded. Instead, his expression was serious.
“Kylie, please stay. I won’t let you go until I find out who’s stalking your house.” His green eyes were expressive and bold. The conviction in his voice was endearing. Being around this tough, bad boy was the best thing that had come from the jacked up few weeks I’d had.
“Okay. I’ll stay.” I kept the rest of my thoughts to myself and laid my head on his strong chest. He wrapped his arm around me, securing me. It was the best feeling in the world.
Without any worries in mind, I fell asleep peacefully in Hunter’s arms.
Chapter Nineteen
Two Days Later
Hunter
“Your mini-me seemed to be his old self again.” Garren returned to my desk, delivering a gun that a customer was coming in to check out. I worked on the papers, issuing the permit and license for the new gun owner.
Vince was reading one of the books Mrs. Tomms gave him days ago. He looked better, finally returning to his cheerful and talkative nature. His cheeks were rosy again.
“He’s doing much better. I think getting him on insulin has made a huge difference. I never thought I’d say anything like it, but I’m grateful the little guy got the flu. We wouldn’t have known he had diabetes otherwise.”
Garren watched as I signed some of the papers that needed my authorization. “That’s great. Are you still checking his blood sugar regularly?”