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“Yes.”
“Good, because I liked it a lot.”
Hunter rocks his hips into me and I feel his hard length pressing into my stomach. Then, he steps back and pulls his shirt off. The way his hair sticks up haphazardly makes him look far more boyish than all the other times I’ve seen him with it styled.
“Your hair—” I start to giggle.
Hunter pulls off his shorts and boxer briefs, then firmly grips his erection and begins to stroke himself. I’m silenced by the fact that despite some mussed hair, there is absolutely nothing boyish about this man.
We slept together in Vegas, but dim lights and alcohol made it impossible to capture the hard edges of Hunter’s body. I knew he was fit, but seeing his muscular thighs bunch to brace himself and his biceps flex while he strokes his length. Up and down. Up and down. I’m mesmerized by the action. And how rough he is with himself.
“Strip, Sophie,” Hunter instructs, his dark blue eyes fixed on me, and full of heat.
Any attempt that I might have made to make undressing sexy is thwarted by the fact that everything I’m wearing is spandex and requires stretch and awkward angling of my body to escape. I half expect Hunter to be doubled over laughing by the time I finish, but he’s still staring at me intently.
“Turn around and put your hands on the counter.”
I do what he says, because I’m here for whatever Hunter has to offer. But then I start to think I don’t exactly know what that is, everything that he’s into, and I wonder if this could get kinky quick. I’ve only had sex with two other guys besides Hunter, so I’m up for trying new things, but I have my limits. I think. I’m sure I do. They’ve just never been tested.
“Wait,” I turn back around, “do I need a safe word for this?”
Hunter’s brows lift in surprise. “I don’t think so. Do you want one?”
“I was just thinking I don’t know everything you’re into and I don’t want to be caught off guard if it’s something weird.”
“Something weird?” He chuckles and I feel like an inexperienced idiot.
“Forget it.” I move to turn back around, but Hunter pulls me to him. His hard body is now pressed to my soft one, or at least that’s how it feels with my boobs squished into his pecs made of granite and he kisses me. Strong hands cradling my head, firm lips devouring mine. Hunter tastes me, teases me with his tongue, until I’m breathless and weak in the knees.
“There’s no denying all the filthy things I’ve imagined doing to you. With you,” he says when our lips finally part. “If I had my way, I’d pin you down and fuck you hard,” his fingers slide between my thighs to rub circles against my clit. My legs shake as a result of the perfect pressure he is applying to my most sensitive place, “but we’ll go slow and you can tell me what you like.”
“Okay,” I say, completely under the spell that Hunter’s magical fingers are conjuring.
He sucks my earlobe between his lips, finally releasing it so he can whisper in my ear. “Turn around and put your hands on the counter, Sophie.”
When I do that, I can see Hunter’s reflection in the mirror in front of me. A hand trails down my spine, sending a shiver through my body. And this time when Hunter’s palm meets my ass, I’m prepared for the sharp sting which makes it that much more arousing. Also, seeing the desire on Hunter’s face in the mirror as he watches his hand hit my ass makes my clit throb.
“Did you like that, Sophie?” Hunter soothes the sting on my skin with one hand while he uses the other to slide a single finger into me.
“Yes,” I manage while my hips rock back onto his finger. The pleasure of his strokes takes away the angry heat that has started to spread on my cheek.
“I can tell.” Hunter removes his finger, then uses it to spread my wetness. He circles over my clit a few times, then pulls away. “I love the way your tits bounce when I spank you. Almost as much as I like seeing how pink your ass is.”
His palm comes down on the other cheek with a crack against my skin. I have to tuck my bottom lip between my teeth to stifle the moan. This time I can feel my wetness leaking out around him when he presses his finger inside.
Hunter spanks me again on both sides, each time soothing the ache with a caress of his palm and a distracting thrust of his finger inside me. I can only imagine what I look like, back arched, ass pressing back, aching for more of his touch.
He trails kisses up my spine, his hands now gliding along my sides to lift me up and set me on the counter. The cool marble feels amazing against the heat of my ass.
“That’s all?” I ask, confused that he’s done spanking me so soon.
“Trust me, I’d keep going if the sight of you bent over like that wasn’t about to make me come.”
He slides two fingers between my legs at the same time he sucks a nipple into his mouth, and I get what he means about nearly coming undone.
“I’m saving it for your throat.”
“What about my tits?” I moan, rocking my hips again. So close. “I thought you wanted to come on them?”
