I pull back enough for him to recognise his mistake and he offers a desperate laugh, that quickly morphs into a frustrated sound when I take him in my mouth, still covered. I squeeze his length through his boxers before letting my hands find their way inside, grabbing firmly onto his erection that is straining within his boxers. Impatient as ever though Hunter pushes his hips forward and I stop fondling him to remove his boxers, he steps out of one leg. Lucky he remembers now, he will have tripped later.
Once he is standing naked in front of me, his eyes intense as he looks down at me. With a final look at his beautiful face, I turned my attention to his cock in my hand, licking his crown.
"Gigi," he moans, "you're killing me babe. Just fucking blow me," his words tumble out as I open my mouth for him and he pushes himself inside. He is right, he is just about to cum like a horny teen. I can taste his saltiness already. I didn't want to tease him anymore, my own needs are starting to smoulder too much also.
I focus on twisting his length as my hand travels up and down, while I take him in my mouth, kissing, licking, and sucking his cock. His hands are tangled up in my hair again and the groans that fall from him flood me with desire. I can feel him harden even more in my mouth, his hands pulled gently as they clench in my hair, in time with my sucking. I look up at him just as he glances down. He offers me a gorgeous smile before pushing himself even further into my mouth. I am pretty sure I am going to tap out soon, but he is too careful for that. He slows his pistoning hips, keeping his dick out of my throat before his pace falters, he speeds up suddenly and I watch to see him biting his lip, which is outrageously sexy. I met his pace and squeezed him harder, running my hand along his dick faster and with one last thrust, he cums in my mouth.
As soon as he finished moaning my name, he pulls me up with one arm. I barely finish wiping my mouth and his lips are on me.
He turns out of our kiss, kicks off his pants, somehow still wearing his dress shoes before grabbing my hand and together we stumbled into his room. He slams the door shut behind us before kicking off his shoes.
"On the bed, leg's spread wide Gigi, my turn to taste you. Fuck eating and drinking," his voice is still cracked, it comes out broken but I understand clearly.
"Oh, god yes, Hunter," is my last coherent sentence for quite some time.
