Hunter growls and grabs my ass, his fingers digging in as he pulls me against him, so I wrap my hand around the shaft, through his pants, and squeeze.
He breaks the kiss, gasping.
“Don’t make me come in my pants,” he says, breathing into my ear.
I laugh and squeeze again, moving my hand down the length of his thick shaft.He groans.
“C’mon, Clem,” he says, his mouth against my neck as he pushes his length into my fist.“Getting my only pair of comfy pants dirty is justcruel.”
I kiss him again, slowly.
“That much of a hair trigger?”I ask.
“Not usually,” he murmurs.“Just right now.”
I squeeze his cock again, because I like the way he fills my hand, and I’m breathless with anticipation for what’s about to happen.
Hunter groans again, then straightens his back and slides his hand into my leggings, the material giving way easily as his fingers find my clit instantly.I exhale hard and my eyes close.I turn my head to one side as he rubs me in slow circles, and I can feel his eyes searching my face.
“I find it?”he murmurs.
I just nod breathlessly.The first several times we did this, there was a lot more fumbling, but like I said: he’s a quick study.
“It’s like riding a bicycle,” he says, his slick fingers still moving on me.
I swallow, then take a breath.
“I’m not a bicycle,” I murmur.
I give his cock another squeeze, then grab the waistband of his pants and pull them down his thighs until his cock springs free.
I spend a moment just looking at it, because I’m going to be honest: it’s fuckingmagnificent.I’ve been with other men in the past eight years, and some of them were pretty good lovers, but Hunter’sstillgot the nicest cock I’ve ever encountered.
Honestly, it’s kind of a bummer when the first dick you ever see ends up being the best.Well, it was a bummer until now.I wrap my hand around it, stroking him slowly from root to tip.
“I’m gonna give you a good, hard ride anyway,” Hunter growls, and slides his fingers down and into my entrance, the heel of his hand still against my clit.
“Shit,” I whisper as he crooks his fingers inside me, his hand still rubbing my clit.My hips buck on their own, and the glass behind me rattles in the pane.I don’t even have time to be surprised that he said he’d ride me, just insanely turned on.
He keeps going, and I grip his cock harder in my fist.He’s practically leaking precum, the head slick with it, and I rub my fingers over him as he growls softly.
I’m already getting close, my core tensing as his fingers keep moving insistently, my breath coming in gasps as his cock pulses in my fist, so rock-hard I think he also might be about to come.
“Jesus, Hunter,” I whisper.He crooks his fingers again and I bite my lip so hard I think I nearly draw blood.I arch my back, my hips moving practically on their own, like I can make him do this harder or faster.
He’s just watching me, a look of total concentration on his face.My eyelids flutter open and I look at him.
He grins, and I feel like everything is going a little blurry around the edges.
“Ididmiss watching you lose control like this,” he murmurs.
I just whimper, because I think I’m about to come, and I feel totally helpless against it.His fingers move again, and I can feel myself on the brink, ready to fall over it.
“Ohfu?—”
Hunter pulls his hand away, letting his fingers drag quickly over my clit.My body jolts but I don’t come, and then I’m just sitting there, mouth open, staring at him.He’sgrinning.
“What the fuck?”I ask, trying to catch my breath.“Go back, I didn’t finish.”
