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My mouth salivated in anticipation. I wrapped my fingers around his base and licked seductively around the crown, pushing my saliva down the shaft, teasing him as I worked my way back up.
Then I leaned down and took him into my mouth as far as I could, watching Hunter’s head fall back in barely contained ecstasy. I worked my way back up, adding my hand to the base, wetting it with my saliva so I could stroke the part that my mouth couldn’t accommodate.
I moved gently yet firmly, the vibrations of his delight rumbling in my throat. His hand pushed me closer to him, and his stare drilled through me.
I swirled my tongue around the tip again while he dragged himself out of my mouth and then plunged back in again, pushing deeper with each forceful thrust. His breaths became labored, and he groaned with unrestrained desire.
“Suck on it,” he demanded in an animalistic growl, pushing himself back inside my mouth.
I gladly obeyed, hollowing my cheeks and falling into a rhythm. Hunter’s hips jerked from time to time in involuntary spasms—silent affirmations I was bringing him closer to the edge.
“Don’t move,” he commanded, his hands grabbing both sides of my head. He held me firmly in place as he bucked his hips, thrusting deeper than ever before. I could only moan as he filled my mouth, pushing so deep into the back of my throat, that I nearly choked while shock waves of thrill pulsed through my body.
My eyes watered from the sensation, but I loved every second of his dominance while my submission allowed him to lose control. I loved that he was using my body for his satisfaction, the way he’d used his tongue to satisfy me on the roof of his car.
“Your mouth feels so good.”
I looked back up at him, watching his curled lips as he snapped his hips forcefully, moving in and out, faster and faster. Hunter Lockwood kept his gaze pinned to mine—a mixture of sexual hunger and something undefinable passing through them. His eyes were piercing, his affection coursing through my veins.
In that moment, I felt like he could see every piece of me, and I knew I was more than enough for him.
My mouth moved up and down his length with purpose, and I knew he was close with the tightening of his thighs.
“If you don’t want me to finish in your mouth, you need to pull away now,” Hunter warned.
But I didn’t pull away. I watched Hunter’s body shudder and quake as he roared my name, and warmth cascaded down my throat.
As soon as the last tremble subsided, Hunter pulled me to my feet and kissed me, his swollen lips hard against mine as he tugged the tank top over my head while guiding me backward. Was he taking me upstairs? It would take forever to get there, and the heat between my legs couldn’t bear such a long wait.
But he didn’t guide me up the grand staircase. Rather, Hunter sat on the fourth step and pulled my mouth to his.
He left a trail of kisses down my neck, to my chest, lingering on my breasts before taking a nipple into his mouth. My body arched as a wave of pleasure shot through me, and I threaded my fingers through his soft hair, watching him suck on the hardened peak. His hand squeezed my other breast firmly as he teased and caressed my aching nipple, sending waves of warmth crashing throughout my body.
He kissed my breasts hungrily, tenderly stroking my fevered skin and fanning the burning flame of desire between us as he slowly inched my shorts down and off.
Standing before him bare, my body trembled with passion. His gaze was intense as he ran his hand from my breast to my stomach before finally making his way to my center. One finger expertly slipping between my moist folds.
I gasped at the touch.
“You’re so wet for me,” Hunter rumbled, and then he slipped his middle finger into my entrance. Slowly at first, only to the knuckle, as he watched my mouth fall open before delving deeper inside me.
With his other hand, he pulled the back of my knee and guided my leg up, until my foot perched on the third step, my center exposed and vulnerable to him. His gaze was transfixed by the sight of his finger sliding in and out, curling to hit that hidden bundle of nerves.
It felt so damn good, I began to quiver.
Hunter moved his finger along the length of me, each stroke a little slower than the last, until far too soon, he pulled his hand away.
He laid his head back on the stairs and drew me closer to him.
At first, I didn’t know what he was doing, because he was positioning my hips too high to align with his shaft.
“Put one knee here,” he demanded, pulling my right knee down on the step a foot from his ear. “And the other here.” He guided my left knee to the step below his head, so my center lined up with his face.
“Now lower yourself to my mouth, Little Leopard.” His voice was thick with desire.
“I…I don’t want to hurt you.”
His eyes snapped to mine, smoldering. “Don’t make me tell you twice,” he warned impatiently, like a starving man with a freshly prepared meal in front of him.
