It doesn’t even feel dirty.It’s hot, and it turns me on like crazy, but it just feels honest and normal.
He pulls his hand out from between my legs, and then before I know it, he’s rolling both of us over onto the rock and I’m on my back, facing the sky, Hunter between my legs as he kisses the hollow of my throat.
He sucks one nipple into his mouth and flicks his tongue across it.I groan in appreciation, and he does it again, to the other one.He keeps pinching them as his lips move to my stomach, and he looks up at me.
I try not to giggle, because it tickles, and he pushes my thighs apart, running his fingers along the sensitive inside as I squirm.Then I feel his face there, too, sucking gently on the soft skin.
“Hey,” I say, laughing.“No hickies.”
“How am I supposed to keep track of how many times I’ve eaten you out?”he says, his voice buzzing, his lipsalmostbrushing up against me.
I suck in a breath.
“Day planner?”I say.
He used to give me a hickey on my inner thigh every time he ate me out, and sometimes I would have seven or eight at once.I thought it was hot until I went to a waterpark with my family.
Hunter laughs, and then his tongue swipes hard across my clit.
I make a noise somewhere between a grunt and a moan, clenching my fists at my sides.He licks me hard again, his tongue flat but curling and really, I don’t know what he’s doing exactly butJesushe’s good at it.
He keeps going, moving his tongue fast and hard andexactlythe right way to make me moan my face off, and I’m moments from coming when suddenly his tongue stops.He pauses.I’m holding my breath.
Then he licks me in a slow circle,aroundmy clit, pushing his tongue between my lips and back up.He licks me everywhere but my clit, and I want to scream in frustration.
“Tease,” I gasp.
His tongue makes another slow circle, and I swear I whimper,willingmy body to climax somehow, even if he refuses to touch me right, but then he’s licking me again slow and hard.
“God yes,” I whisper, and then I come like I’m falling over a cliff, moaning, my eyes closed and my back arching.
Hunter doesn’t stop.Even when each lap of his tongue makes my whole body jolt, he doesn’t stop, and I put my hands in his hair, breathless.
“That was it,” I say.
“You mean that wasone,” he says, grinning.
Then he shifts position slightly and his fingers slide inside me, bending atexactlythe right spot.
I think Igrunt, but then Hunter has his mouth back on me and Ithinkhe’s sucking gently on my clit, just barely caressing it with his tongue as he does.His fingers rub the spot inside me, and God, he’srelentless.
In no time at all I’m coming again and I’m whisperingfuck, Hunter, fuckover and over again because my mind’s pretty much gone blank.
Thistime he stops, and it’s a good thing because I don’t know how much more I can handle.He rests his head on my hip and I run my hand through his hair, taking a deep breath, because I feel like the shock of my climax is still rattling through me.
“I think I could eat you out all day,” he says, his thumb stroking my lower belly.He almost sounds sleepy, and I wonder what would happen if we just fell asleep here.
Probably sunburn and bears, but it’s a nice thought.
“Your jaw would get sore,” I say.
“I’d have to work up to it,” he says.“Like a marathon.You don’t just run a marathon, first you run two miles, then five, then twenty.”
I sit up, cross-legged, and he pushes himself up to kiss me.
“Told you I’d taste like pussy,” he says.
“Gross,” I say, and kiss him again, this time with tongue.
