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However, he was unprepared for her to grab his cock with her bare hand and sink her luscious lips around his head.

“Fuck me,” he murmured to himself, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of her tongue wrapped around the head of his cock.

She squeezed the base of his dick and slid him even deeper inside her warm luscious mouth. His eyes rolled back in his head. No amount of statistical sports data would have helped stop the inevitable, but she ceased the glorious torture in the nick of time before he embarrassed himself like a teenage boy masturbating to his first girlie magazine.

Fuck me, that felt so fucking good.

Gratefully, she took the condom from his fingers and had it rolled on his pulsing cock quickly. She shot her arms around his neck again and kissed him like she wanted him to—well—fuck her hard, fast, and deep against the nearest wall.

He kissed her for a few minutes, but then parted from her. It took every ounce of willpower to release her. “Turn around,” he said in a deep tone he only barely recognized.

She was breathing hard. Her eyes narrowed. “What?”

“Face the wall.”

“Why?”

“So I can drive my cock deeper inside your slick, hot pussy.” Her eyes widened with his simplistic explanation, but she still didn’t move.

He physically turned her to face the wall, and gratefully, she moved and didn’t fight him or refuse. She seemed to brace herself for whatever he was about to do, widening her stance. He shot his fingers through the locks hair at the back of her head. “Put your hands on the wall, and get ready for me, baby.”

Without further protest, she lifted her arms and put her palms against the painted surface. Cock in one hand, guiding it to her pussy, he moved closer and tugged on her hair. “You gonna hate me if I pull on your hair a little bit, as I fuck you?”

“Nope.” Her tone, while still speculative didn’t sound frightened. He didn’t want to scare her. He just wanted to fuck her against the wall.

He wrapped his free hand around her waist, pushed his cock between her pussy lips, and drove a hard thrust to the hilt inside her heat. Grasping his dick like a slick, hot, velvet vise, her pussy was tight and much like sinking his cock into the place where unyielding, pleasurable delight lived.

Fuck, she felt so fucking good. Once enveloped inside, he never wanted to leave.

Hunter withdrew partway and slammed inside once more. The second thrust was better than the first, and the first had been fucking awesome.

He pushed the upper half of her body flat against the wall, dropped one hand between her thighs to find and stroke her clit, and then started fucking her as hard, fast, and deep as he could.

Less than a dozen finger flicks across her clit and she came screaming, her cries bouncing along the wall and into the corner. Her pussy tightened convulsively on his cock five or six times before he too released like a runaway freight train exited his body in a rush of superlative pleasure.

The orgasm of his lifetime pulsed wicked and hard from balls to cock tip with a ferocity he’d never known before. If he’d ever had a better and more powerfully explosive release, it had just been replaced by right now.

A handful of thrusts later, Hunter slowed his hips. He finally stopped, but his cock was still lodged deeply inside her tight pussy. He kissed the back of her neck, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself. “Tell me you’re okay,” he whispered, willing her to please have loved that as much as he had.

“I’m okay,” she whispered against the wall.

“Tell me you liked having wall sex.”

The luscious musical quality of her laughter filled the space around his head. She said, “I loved wall sex. I also loved bed sex. In fact, I truly love having sex with the both of you.”

Hunter bit down on her shoulder with a sudden need to bite and expend extra sexual energy from the astounding and monumental release.

Pulling away he noticed he’d left an indent in her flesh with his teeth.

He was about to apologize for marking her, until she said in an amused and super sexy low voice, “Do that again. Bite me harder.”

Chapter Four

Dylan watched from the bed as Hunter closed his eyes reverently and bit down on the flesh of her shoulder once more after her lust-filled request. The spot he bit this time was halfway between the top of her shoulder and the base of her neck.

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