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“I taught you well, kitten.” His mouth was pressed to the skin on my chest, and I could feel his smile. “Now, let me see how good you can take my cock.”
With one hand, he grabbed my hip, pinning me in place while he opened his fly with the other and fit himself into my body. He didn’t bother to check if I was wet, we both knew I couldn’t be any more ready. He pushed inside, going as deep as it was possible, and I sighed at the sensation. The need to put my hands on his chest and sink my nails in his firm muscles was wrecking, but I grabbed the pillow and hanged on for dear life.
“Do you like that, kitten?”
Thrust.
“Yes.”
Thrust.
“Do youneedthat?”
Thrust.
“God! Oh, God, yes. Hunter, please go faster.”
“Tell me what you want and I will give it to you. I feel generous tonight.”
“I want you.Hard. Be wild with me. I know you need it and I do too.”
“Explain it to me in detail, Amelia. I love it when you’re filthy.”
His gravel voice whispered so close to my ear it was making it hard for me to breathe. Or think. Or talk. I felt my cheeks turning pink from the heat.
“I am not…filthy.”
“No? Aren’t you the woman that lets me fuck her in every position every night? You don’t enjoy when I put you in cuffs and turn your ass cherry red?” He stopped for a second to bite my lower lip. “Wasn’t it you, kitten, the one I fucked in front of Henry? You came like crazy when he watched you. Remember how I took you, how I shot my load inside you right under his eyes?”
He pushed his dick inside after every sentence, torturing me by slowly rolling his hips when he wanted to emphasize a word.
“It was me. It was me, Hunter. I loved every moment.”
“Yeah, you did. I made you filthy to the bone, kitten. Now be a good girl and tell me how you wanna be fucked.”
He was a dominant again. I knew I wouldn’t get to come until I didn’t comply with his requests. It was that simple—if I was his good girl, I always got the prize.
“I told you already. I want it hard. I want you to unleash yourself and fuck me. I need the punishment and the roughness.”
He slid in and out of me very slowly.
“Filthier.”
“Push my knees up so I can feel you deep inside me.”
“Filthier.”
Good God, this was borderline torment. My sex was clenching around him ferociously, asking—begging—for more, but the jackass was refusing to give an inch. Literally.
“Damn it, Hunter, I want you to fuck me so hard it would be hard to walk tomorrow. Push your cock so deep in my pussy, I’d feel the tip touching my throat.”
“My good kitten.” His smile was brightening. “I will do just that, but hold on to that pillow. Remember, you’re not allowed to touch me. If you move your hands, Amelia, I will stop and go jerk off in the shower. And you won’t get to come.”
“No! I won’t move my hands, I promise.” But it was so damn hard. I wanted to feel him, trace his tight muscles while he was banging me stupid, but tonight I just had to sit tight.
Hunter hooked my legs over his arms and looked at me one more time, his eyes carrying promises of orgasms beyond human reach. He gave me a moment to admire his hardcore abs and broad shoulders before delivering exactly what I’d asked for. His movements were rough and brisk and with each thrust he pressed on my tiny bundle of nerves. It felt so good, I didn’t know how to handle it. It was like my skin was a few inches too tight. How could anyone take so much pleasure? How would any man be able to give it? Because Hunter was more of a god than man, that’s why. A god of sex and vices and he was living up to his name. And in this moment, he was all mine.
His powerful, well-defined thighs were slapping on the back of my legs, driving his cock to depths I didn’t know my body had. The sensations were too much, too many, cutting my vocal cords. I wanted to scream and let him know how good it was, but all I was able to let out were fainted moans that didn’t match the loud buzzing in my blood.
