Body Rush (Masters of Pleasure 1)

Hunter shook his head. “No. I’m not letting you go just yet. We still have plenty of time.”

He pressed his body against her side, letting her feel the hard length of his cock. “My lord, don’t you ever get tired?”

He chuckled. “I’ve had an hour to recover, baby. More than enough time.”

“I don’t know if I can take more.” He cupped her pussy. As if he’d flipped a switch, her clit swelled and throbbed. “Okay, so maybe I can.”

He leaned down and kissed her. “I promised you wouldn’t have to show your cute ass on the camcorder.”

Her temperature spiked at the mention of the video she’d allowed him to take of her. “Yes, and I appreciate that.”

“But the camera is off, baby, and I’ve been dying to play with that particular part of your anatomy.”

“What are you asking?”

“Will you get up on all fours for me, sweetness?”

“So you can do what?”

“Pet. Spank. Fuck.”

“Hunter.” His name was a breathless plea on her lips.

“I’ve been very good, Jeanette,” he coaxed. “Give me my pretty treat.”

Her blood raced, her body wild with anticipation. Dare she? Taking a deep breath, Jeanette obeyed his sensual command. “Like this?” she asked, as she got up on all fours next to Hunter.

“Perfect,” he growled. Moving behind her, now on his knees, Hunter stroked the seam between her buttocks. “You’re so perfect. This ass has had me practically salivating. Did you know that?”

“N-no.” Her voice shook with both trepidation and excitment. She’d never been comfortable with the size of her backside. She’d always felt so out of proportion. One boyfriend had even prompted her to go on a diet, stating she’d be prettier if she’d only lose a few pounds.

“I’ve never obsessed over one particular body part before you.” He smoothed both hands over her hips and growled, “I hate that other men are thinking the same dirty thoughts as me when they watch you walk. It makes me want to fuck you here, to mark you as mine.”

She turned her head to look at him. “Men don’t look at me like that, Hunter.”

He kissed her nose and smiled. “Yes, they do,” he whispered as his palm massaged little circles over her flesh. “And I’ve wanted to pound them for staring, but I didn’t have the right then.”

Without realizing, Jeanette had parted her legs, giving him better access to places no man had ever touched. “And now?”

“And now things are different, sweetness,” he simply stated.

His finger drifted back and forth over her puckered opening. A moan erupted from deep within Jeanette. Though she’d never had a man in such a forbidden way, the thought of Hunter there didn’t scare her. In fact, her pussy creamed just thinking about Hunter’s cock pushing inside her, claiming her as he’d said.

He leaned over her and kissed the base of her spine. “Would you like me to fill this little ass, baby?”

“Hunter, please…I don’t know.”

“Yes, you do,” he urged as his finger penetrated her. A mere inch, but it was enough to cause her to clench in fear.

“Easy, little love, let me in.”

Jeanette forced herself to relax. When she did Hunter buried his finger deep inside her anus. She shuddered and pushed against him. The single digit moved in and out, fucking her with slow, careful precision.

As Jeanette started to think she could take no more of his teasing, one of Hunter’s big, warm hands connected with her upraised bottom. The erotic sting tore a scream from her lips.

He quickly soothed the area he’d swatted with a kiss. “Do I stop?”

Jeanette couldn’t think past the pleasurable haze covering her mind. When Hunter pulled his finger all the way out she whimpered. “Please,” she managed around the pounding in her head.