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The others had taken me, made me their own. But not like this. Not like the raw, animalistic pounding Hunter was giving me right off the bat.
No, this was primal. It was instinct and need, tempered by long weeks of passion and restraint. I could feel how much he’d wanted to do this — how much Hunter had fantasized about this moment, being buried inside me, hooking his fingers and pulling my head back. Now that he was finally here, he was taking in everything in all at once. Fucking me like it was his last chance — his only chance — although we both knew differently.
After this I was his. I’d surrender to him at will, and each of us knew it.
I moaned around his fingers. Bit down on them as he pistoned his cock in and out of my body. His ass moved like a machine, clenching and releasing, flexing hard to drive every stroke home.
My eyes rolled back as I succumbed to the forbidden aspect of being so thoroughly owned…
“Hunter…” I panted. “Oh… Oh fuck… Oh FUCK…”
Ultimately he released me, but not for long. His hands slid their way down my body, palms gliding down each arm until he had me by the wrists. He jerked my arms backward, bringing me to the very edge. My heart pounded as I thrust my head forward, burying my mouth in the pillow so I could scream.
“MmmmmMMmmMMMMMMMMmmm!”
Tears streaked down my cheeks. It felt magnificent. So fucking good! And I was still standing, too. I imagined how I must look — legs spread, knees slightly bent, panties pulled to one side as my pussy was being so thoroughly, wholly used by my tattooed lover.
I was about to come when Hunter abruptly stopped. He shoved me forward, the two of us falling onto the bed with him still buried inside me. I could feel the weight of him, pressing me downward, Screwing me into the bed as my hair fell about either side of my face.
He slipped out of me and I gasped. I needed him! I turned to look back, only to find him rubbing himself up and down my dripping slit.
“Here,” he whispered into my ear.
I felt a sudden pressure behind me. Something pushing against my asshole, and it wasn’t Hunter’s cock.
“Has anyone taken this before?” he growled, sliding his thumb in.
I gasped at the sudden invasion. It felt strangely good though. Naughty and forbidden.
“No,” I gasped. “Never…”
He slid his thumb in even further. With his cock still buried deep in my pussy, the feeling of being double-penetrated sent all new waves of pleasure swirling through my brain.
“Good. Then I’ll be first.”
He applied downward pressure and I squirmed into his bed. It felt wild! Exotic and exquisite and—
Oh… Oh wow…
Hunter withdrew from me completely, in every way. A drawer opened and closed, and I heard the sound of a bottle being squeezed.
“Relax,” he told me, straddling my legs. “This will go easy if you’re not tensed up.”
Two hands glided over my asscheeks, coated liberally with oil. It felt good. Like a massage. I’d been massaged there before, and I’d always loved it.
His fingers slid between my cheeks. It felt warm and tingly and wild.
“How come—”
“Warming oil,” he explained.
Oh my God…
The butterflies in my stomach came back but I shoved them down. I was about to fucked in the ass, for the very first time. By someone I trusted. Someone I loved…
I heard the unmistakable sound of Hunter lubing himself up. A second later I felt the tip of his cock pressing against me. Pushing its way forward into my tightly puckered hole.
“Relax,” Hunter said again. “Don’t fight it. Instead, focus on opening yourself up to me.”
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