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“Turn over. It’s time to do the front,” he huskily whispers, and I sense he’s losing control. He might be torturing me, but he’s also forcing himself to hold back. Knowing this makes me hotter.
I don’t hesitate to turn. I look at Hunter’s face while he gazes in admiration at my breasts, his fingers clenching as he tries to regain control. I smile as I lick my lips. I arch my back, hoping to temp him to come closer. I might not remember making love before, but I can clearly see how much he wants me now.
Hunter moves up to my head, reaches down, and begins rubbing my shoulders and neck, the tips of his fingers grazing my breasts, making me burn. I reach for him... and touch his thick shaft, causing a groan to escape him.
“This is wonderful, Hunter,” I say as I squeeze him harder. I love how he feels in my fingers, and love his hands on me even more. I turn and gaze at his thickness so close to my face as he continues massaging my neck. I can’t resist any longer. I pull him toward me and part my lips, taking his head in my mouth. He shakes beneath my touch, and my entire body is about to explode.
Hunter gazes down at me as he thrusts his hips forward, sinking deeper within my mouth, just far enough for me to envelope part of him. I run my tongue over the head, licking his pleasure from the tip. I feel better than I’ve felt before, and I think Hunter’s feeling the same. I lick and suck while his fingers squeeze my shoulders and knead my chest. I lean my head back and take him deeper in my mouth, his tip grazing my throat, making him moan.
Hunter pulls out of my mouth and moves down my side, massaging my stomach. He pours more oil over me, then moves his strong fingers over my chest and begins massaging my breasts, paying particular attention to my sensitive nipples. I reach down and stroke his thickness again while he kneads my breasts. I moan as he pinches my peaked nipples, loving every second.
Hunter takes my nipple into his mouth and sucks and I cry out as I lift my hips, begging him to end this torture and take me. There is no more hesitation on my part. I’ve never felt like this before; the hunger coursing through me is too much to handle.
Hunter continues kneading my breasts while sucking my nipples, his teeth grazing the hard peaks. I can barely breathe as I squeeze his thickness. He again pulls away from me, moving down my stomach before running his hand over my core. He spreads my legs wider as his hand slips between my thighs and rubs over my heat.
His finger slips between my folds as he begins massaging my clit, then sliding lower. He does this again and again as I cry out, rising closer and closer to an orgasm. He slips two fingers inside me before leaning down and running his tongue over my clit. My back arches off the bed as he sucks me while pumping his fingers in and out of my heat.
When I don’t think I can take another single second of the torture, he pulls back and lifts my legs high in the air, placing my calves on his shoulders as he hungrily gazes down at me. I nod at him, whimpering in my need for us to be one. He moves forward, the head of his massive thickness resting against me.
“Are you ready for me?” he asks, his voice unrecognizable in his desire.
“Yes, please, yes,” I cry.
He doesn’t hesitate any longer as he pushes forward, his girth sliding into me. He goes slow and sure until he’s buried deep inside. He stops and lets me adjust to him. So big, so beautiful. When I lift my hips, encouraging him to move, to pleasure us both, he doesn’t hesitate any longer. He begins to pump, slowly then speeding up faster and faster. With each stroke, the pressure in me builds until I can’t hold back any longer. I scream as my body tightens and the best orgasm of my life washes through me.
Hunter slows his thrusts and I enjoy the fullness of the orgasm. Just as the last tremors die away, he starts thrusting again as he reaches down and strokes my clit. Pressure immediately starts building again and I ride the wave with him once more. He thrusts in and out of me as another orgasm rushes through me. He’s sweating as he speeds up, pumping harder and faster, giving me pleasure after pleasure until I don’t think I can take another second.
“Hold on,” he groans, squeezing my legs tight as he pushes hard. I scream as he slams inside of me, his heat filling me as a final orgasm washes through my entire body. He pumps deep inside while I squeeze every drop from him as both of our bodies shake in pure pleasure.
It takes a long time before we come down from the heavens. He pulls away from me and I whimper, not wanting our connection broken. He goes into the bathroom and comes back with a warm washcloth. He gently cleans me before crawling in bed beside me, pulling the covers over us, holding me in his arms.
I snuggle against him, more at peace than I’ve ever felt before.
“I love you, Jasmine. I don’t need you to say it back, but I can no longer hold the words in. I’m here for you, and I’ll stay here, bringing you back home to me. It doesn’t matter how long it takes,” he says.
With my face tucked against his chest, I feel safe and warm. I want to say the words back, but I’m not sure I mean them yet. I want to know with certainty that our love is real. I’m riding high on endorphins, and I want the love to be about more than pleasure. I kiss his chest as I close my eyes.
He rubs his fingers across my back and I go to sleep, safe and pleasured. I can stay like this for the rest of my life.
ChapterTwelve
Hunter
The sun is setting on the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the patio as I put a few final touches on the table. I’m quite proud of the work I’ve done. I enjoy having limitless time to romance this woman I love so much. I step back and look at the scene.
I’ve set up dinner on the balcony, even hiring a private waiter so I can sit with Jasmine and give her all of my attention. I’ve set a table, candles gently flickering, their soft light dancing in the light breeze blowing in from the ocean below.
The air carries a subtle hint of jasmine from the flowers surrounding us. She has a beautiful name and the flowers don’t hold a candle to her, but it’s become my favorite scent in the world since knowing this woman. Tonight is one more beautiful evening in the journey of my story with Jasmine.
Tonight we celebrate another day together, another moment of getting to know each other. I’ve learned through this journey to appreciate every single moment we have, to appreciate the big and the small moments in our lives. I’ll never take for granted our time together again. I love her, and I’m incredibly grateful to have her in my life.
Jasmine walks out and her eyes light up. “Hunter,” she gasps as she spins around, looking at everything. “This is amazing. I wasn’t sure why you sent me on an ice cream run, but I’m very pleased,” she says as she easily moves to me and wraps her arms around my neck.
“I know you can’t resist ice cream,” I tell her with a laugh before I bend and gently kiss her lips.
“No, I can’t. There are some things even amnesia can’t tamper,” she says.
Jasmine’s eyes are filled with excitement. “One of the things I love about you the most is how enthusiastic you are with everything. You’ve taught me to always look for the rainbow even in the worst of storms,” I tell her.
