She takes me as deep as she can, gripping the base with just the right pressure. My balls are already drawing up, so I pull on her hair, making her lean back and release me with an audiblepop,my cock glistening from her saliva, which is also dripping from her chin.
Fuck.
“Sorry, Shortcake, but if I let you do that any longer, I’m gonna come so hard down your throat, it will take at least an hour until I can go again, and I need to fuck you first. I need your tight pussy.”
I’m still dreaming about how she gripped me, how I barely fit.
So damn good.
She nods eagerly. “Fine, let’s keep the coming down my throat part for later. Birthday boy calls the shots.”
I laugh and grip her under the arms to pull her to stand, then lean in to kiss her hard. “Birthday boy wants you on the desk, thighs spread for me.”
She grins and steps back, laying her hands behind her flat on the desk and pushing herself up to sit on the edge. Unable to stay away any longer, needing to kiss her again, I step between her legs, bringing my cock to her slit. I grind into her, coating my length in her wetness while I press my lips to hers, groaning into her mouth.
“Lay back,” I command against her lips, putting a hand on her chest and gently pushing her to lay down on the wood. I need to see all of her, and I pull the other cup of her bra down, exposing her perfect breasts. They are too tempting, and I lean down to suck a nipple into my mouth.
“Hunter,” she whimpers out, and it’s the most erotic sound to my ears.
I fuckingneedto be inside her.
Now.
“I need you,” she echoes my thoughts in a plea.
Her hands come up in my hair, clutching the strands at my scalp, pulling me even closer.
“What do you need, Shortcake?” I breathe into her skin between nips, wanting her to say it, needing to hear it. I need to know one hundred percent that this is what she wants andthat we’re good again.
She lets her hand wander down my back, sliding around between us until she’s holding my cock in her hand. “I want you to stop playing and fuck me already, Hunter,” she commands, but it’s breathy and dripping with desire.
A groan rumbles through me, and without another word, I find her lips in a slow, soft kiss while I press into her, moaning into her mouth while her breath hitches, not stopping until I’m fully seated inside.
Finally, back home.
I let her adjust to me, leaning back a little, watching as she catches her breath. We’re already panting, the air thick with arousal and need. When I can’t take it any longer, I start to move, sliding in and out with a slow, sensual pace.
“Tell me how you want it,” I demand, nipping at her bottom lip while her hands are on my neck, her nails scraping softly against my skin.
“Deeper,” she begs, wrapping her ankles around my waist and pulling me even further inside her.
“Fuck,” I moan, hooking one of her thighs in the crook of my arm, sinking deeper and deeper with every thrust, making her gasp and tremble under me, “You feel so good. You take me so fucking well. Fucking…perfect.”
Her head rolls back as she lifts her hips to meet my every thrust, and I let my hand glide from her hips to her pussy, circling her clit with my thumb, just like she showed me she does when she fingers herself. The pressure building in me is almost too much, and I know I’m on the edge, but I need her to come first.
I don’t want this to end.
My thumb circles her clit until she’s writhing beneath me. I watch as her body tenses, and she bites her lip, pressing her eyes shut, her breath coming in short pants. She moans beautifully, and I see her pulse racing just as fast as mine when she bares me her throat.
Having her come undone beneath me, knowing I’m the one making her feel this kind of pleasure, allowing her to forget all her worries, has a prickling sensation running down my spine.
I shudder when her pussy spasms around my shaft.Holy shit.
Her body is trembling now, my release drawing close, so I lean down and gently bite her nipple. At the same time, I pinch her clit, and she falls over the edge with a loud moan, shuddering, her pussy gripping me hard.
Riding out her orgasm, my pace increases, each thrust pushing deeper. I groan out, trying hard not to slam into her, wanting to love her with each touch. Sinking deep, I grind into her, my orgasm hitting me without warning. I can’t move, my hips jolting with my release causing Sloan’s breath to stutter as my pelvis rubs against her sensitive clit.
My fingertips press into her hips with possessive force as I pull her to me one last time, wanting to be as deep as possible, spilling every last drop of my release inside her.
