Page 28 of Hunting His Doe


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“So big!” she praises, nibbling her bottom lip. “I can’t wait to taste you.”

The corner of my lip turns into a sly grin.

Anticipation builds.

She leans in to pay my cock homage but darts away at the last moment.

I shift to protest the loss. I nearly fucking whimper.

I grip the seat to stop myself from slapping her ass hard enough to feel the warmth of the sting through my glove. Would she like that? Would she want to be roughed up? Choked even?

She pushes up on her toes and runs her lips and tongue down my body. Her mouth is soft and warm. I breathe in her sweet, floral-scented hair. Lavender.

She looks so innocent, the way her tousled hair falls over her shoulder.

I reach up and wrap a section of it around my gloved finger.

The irony isn’t lost on me. Who is wrapped around who’s finger?

The hardened peaks of her breasts trail down my body until my cock slides between them, smearing precum into her cleavage. She rocks back and forth, coating herself with me. Squeezing her breasts together, she titty fucks my dick. I throw my head back in bliss to the sound of my cock being milked by her perfect tits.

Oh fuck!

When I look back, she shoots me a mischievous grin before descending lower. She grabs the base of my length, kisses the tip, and then – spits.

Bad. Fucking. Girl.

I bite down a groan with the unexpected show as she smirks and takes me in.

All of me.

Slowly.

Inch by fucking inch until I hear her gag.

I let out a grunted moan at the first feel of her mouth. She’s a skilled temptress and knows how to work me. Kneading my balls as she slides her mouth up and down, she curls her tongue around me and hums. A delicious, electric vibration of wet warmth. Her cheeks hollow out with deep sucks and slurps. Tears begin to stream from her eyes as her pace quickens. She’s working hard to please me.

She looks up at me, seeking my approval. She has it.

I melt as I look into her eyes.

She’s perfect.So fucking perfect.

I grab the back of her head to guide her into a rhythm as she moans around my length. I can feel my balls tighten. The pressure at the base of my spine builds.

She grabs my waist and pulls herself in as I buck, and streams of cum fill her mouth. She doesn’t waste a single drop and takes everything I give her, eager to please. When I’m satisfied, I pull her back with her hair, tipping her head up.

Her turquoise eyes look back at me with pride.

Fuck me.

As I’m tucking my satiated cock back into my boxers and zipping up my pants, she gets off of her knees and holds her hand out to me. “You ditched me the other night; the least you can do is lie with me until I fall asleep this time.”

Yep, it’s the least I can do.

She settles in bed as I kick off my boots. I sit next to her, resting against the headboard as she nuzzles into me. Wrapping an arm around her shoulders with my free hand, I comb my fingers through her hair. A soft moan escapes her, and she quickly falls asleep, her legs tangled in mine.

I sit a while, relishing in the feel of the moment, watching her. Breathing in her scent.