Yet with every stroke his hands, every soft yet hungry leer, I was able to breathe a little easier. When he slowly eased one hand between my legs, I stiffened, but not nearly as much as I’d thought I would. Or should. That’s when I realized there was a small part of me that hungered for him to touch me.
To defile me.
With the first swipe of his finger around my clit, I closed my eyes, dizzy to the point I gripped his shoulders. He took his time, building the tingles that were already leaving me feeling breathless.
I let out a tiny moan that I tried to bite back as he pinched my tender tissue. Not in a way to hurt, but instead to entice. There was a slight rush of excitement as the desire continued to build. Every touch seared my skin in an unimaginable way. I was shocked at how many tingles were coursing through my body.
As if I wanted this.
As if he was someone that I cared about.
The thought was insane, but as he cupped my mound, his fingers digging into my wet folds, I threw my head back. The sensations rolling through me were wild, my thoughts turning from lurid to unbridled.
Suddenly, it didn’t matter the circumstances or that we were being watched.
He rubbed his hand down the length of my pussy, creating a denser throb in my core. I could sense that he was watching me, shifting his fingers until I moaned, sliding a single one inside when I jutted my hips forward.
The craziness of the moment created a nervous laugh.
“Try and breathe, Star. Just enjoy the ride.”
The ride.
As soon as I felt his hot breath cascading across my skin, I tensed, digging my fingers into his shoulders to ground me. His grip on my thighs was firm, holding me in place as he pulled me even closer.
I held my breath, daring to lower my head so I could see what he was doing. His face was right there, drinking in my essence.
The realization that he was about to feast on me brought several moans, their escape louder than I’d intended. But at this moment I just didn’t care. With the first swipe of his tongue, I bucked, pressing my pussy against his face. He was gentle at first, licking my pussy as if fearful I’d collapse or try to escape his hold.
That wasn’t possible. He was far too strong and in truth, I didn’t want to move, the pleasure that intense.
Hunter pulled me closer, sucking on my clit before dragging his tongue to my swollen folds. When he thrust his tongue inside, stars were there to create a golden halo around my head. The moment was crazy in that I wanted him to continue feasting. The sense that this was wrong lingered in the forefront of my mind, but the sensations were dazzling.
His actions increased in tempo, the man and his tongue hungry to taste me. I licked my lips, trying to focus because I wanted nothing more than to watch what he was doing. He was masterful with his tongue, easily bringing me close to an orgasm before backing off.
The powerful man was trying to make this last.
I wasn’t certain that was possible, especially when he slipped two, then three fingers inside, curling the tips until I gasped. The sound echoed in the room. Now we were giving the intrusive members a little show. Where would it go from here?
He didn’t seem to care, taking his time licking me thoroughly while assaulting me with his fingers and every stroke felt better than the one before.
Once again, he brought me close and now I was panting, incapable of controlling my actions. He was that skillful, his mouth, tongue, and fingers extraordinary.
When I knew I couldn’t take it any longer, I found myself grinding against him. “I’m going to… come.”
“Not yet. Not until I allow it.” His voice was gruffer than before, husky from the haze of lust he was feeling. I sensed it in the look in his eyes.
I gyrated my hips, taking gasping breaths, biting the scream that threatened to give away my pleasure.
Another minute passed and my entire body was shaking.
After pressing kisses against my stomach, he finally issued another command. “Come for me, Star. Let yourself go.”
There was no holding back any longer. His voice alone allowed me to release, the climax powerful. My nerves were still frayed, on the very edge of utter terror, but the intense orgasm drove me into sheer rapture.
“Oh. Oh…” How I loathed making a single sound of satisfaction, but I had no control over my body.
As I started to come down from the delicious haze, he licked the insides of my thighs before lifting his head. Very gently he lowered my feet to the floor, taking the time to wipe his mouth before grabbing his glass.
