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Tension radiated from my middle while tendrils of bliss slid through my system, sending me headlong into the most euphoric feeling ever. I was high as a kite and falling at the same time. The exhilarating sensation shook me to the very fibers of my being. I couldn’t think or speak. I could only feel. My thighs quivered. My hips bucked. I rode Hunter’s face with abandon, knowing later I’d be embarrassed by my display.

Hunter remained between my legs for several long moments, licking up the cum trickling from my pussy. “Such a good girl.”

My eyes fluttered shut, and I struggled to pull air into my lungs. Hunter gently released me, allowing my legs to hang less than an inch from the floor. Then he gathered me into his arms, and I wanted to protest, but I didn’t have the energy. The mix of a bit too much to drink tonight, and a mind-blowing orgasm were pulling me under and down.

“Easy, Baby girl, I got you.” Hunter placed me in bed and the cold sheets jostled me out of my exhaustion. In the next second, Hunter’s big, warm, and naked body spooned me, lulling me into a fitful sleep. However, before the darkness consumed me, I could have sworn Hunter said, “Sleep well, Posey. Tomorrow morning, that pussy is mine.”

Chapter 13

Hunter

The pleasant weight of Posey’s body snuggled into my side, roused me from my sleep. Last night... Fuck, she gave me tons to think about. Drinking, perhaps, hadn’t been the best idea, considering the fact the second she told me she was a virgin, I wanted to drag her out ofFlameand take her home.

Images of her sprawled out below me, while I fucked her tight little pussy to spasming orgasm, twisted my gut. It was all I could do to keep from ripping open my pants last night and sinking deep inside of her, marking my territory.

Because Posey was mine.

Would always be mine.

If I knew it wouldn’t have terrified her, I’d have slipped a ring on her finger and knocked her up, the way she believed I’d done to Hope. However, there was something in her tone last night that had a niggle of shame washing over me. Posey didn’t grow up like us. From the sounds of it, she didn’t really have a place to call home, either. If I was going to bind her to me, I had to do it on her terms, not mine.

Mine would scare her off.

Still as she wiggled her fine ass against my hard dick, at the right angle to slip deep inside her, the decision to do the right thing, over acting like a possessed man, looking to score and claim, pushed to the forefront of my mind. Yet, I also was a horny man who was being teased by the wet heat of bare cunt. Her wetness slicked up the base of my shaft, forcing me to swallow down a moan. If she was awake, I couldn’t tell, although I wondered if maybe she was dreaming of me.

This was pure torture.

“Hunter... Hunter, please...” her breathy whisper, addled by sleep, shot through me like a bottle rocket, decimating my control.

“Please what, Baby girl?” I wrapped my arm around her, tucking her more snuggly to me before parting my thighs so my cock brushed across the heat of her pussy. A groan slipped past my lips. “Do you ache for me? Want to ride Daddy’s dick?”

“Yes,” she whimpered, rocking her hips. “Please.”

She rendered my control useless the second the tip of my cock notched inside of her. My eyes rolled up. My heart pounded in my chest. I’d never went raw, yet, little by little, I sank into her. Her soft sobs accompanied the tight fist of her pussy, gripping my cock. The painful euphoria of being denied last night swirled with the anticipation of fucking her this morning. I pressed my forehead to her neck, hoping for a bit of control, even as mine shredded under the onslaught of her snug entrance. Even the way she gripped my piercing, causing the thick ring to fondle my glans like I’d imagined her tongue would do once she went down on me, had my ass clenching.

Then I felt it, the tingle at the base of my spine along with the heat in my gut as she sobbed my name and pulsed around me. The second her cum drenched the tip of my dick, I was throbbing. I pulled out, hating myself for doing so while I orgasmed, missing her pussy.

Barely.

“Ohmigod,” Posey’s sleep drenched voice, drew my attention from my jerking cock covering the tops of her thighs and the sheets with my cum. “Did we just... You know?”

I chuckled, then groaned as another spasm shot through me. “You were having a wet dream. Think you did all night, Baby girl. Got your hot little cunt all cozied up to my cock, then rode me until I slipped just the tip inside of you.”

She groaned. Pink spread along the curve of her ear, then down her neck. “I’m so sorry. That’s embarrassing.”

“Hot as fuck is what it was. Got woken up the best way possible. I’m still hard and ready for you, Posey.” To prove the truthfulness of my words, I angled myself, so I was right back where my dick wanted to be, her pussy. “You’re the only person I’ve ever lost control with. Just thinking about shoving my cock inside you right now, fucking you until neither one of us can move and knowing my cum is the first inside you has me fucked up.”

“Do it,” she said. “Please, Hunter. Stop talking and fuck me. If I have to think about the moment for too much longer, I’m going to chicken out like always.”

“Easy, Baby girl.” I slipped out of bed. “Remember, we’re doing this my way. I won’t do anything either of us isn’t ready for.” Thankfully, Mack’s bathroom was a few steps away. I grabbed a washcloth and wet it, then came back to the room, stopping at my jeans to grab the strand of condoms I’d brought with me. “Let’s get one thing straight between us. I won’t hurt you just to fuck you, Posey.”

I took my time cleaning her up from the mess I made, slightly less embarrassed than I was a second ago. Been a long ass time since I’d prematured like I did. Almost felt like a teenager there for a second.

“Why are you being so nice about it? Don’t guys want the experience of piercing the veil or deflowering or whatever you want to call it?” Her flippant tone was defensive. I could hear the fear or maybe nervousness in the warble of her words. If she expected me just to shove my dick inside her hole, she had another think coming.

First, I’m not small by any means, and second, the thick piercing at the tip of my cock would prevent me from just thrusting my cock into her cunt or even her ass. I might enjoy the razor-sharp torture of keeping us both on edge, but I wasn’t a sadist. The idea of hurting her made me sick to my stomach.

“You read a lot, don’t you?” She nodded, and I sighed. “Ireland does too. Most of the wives as well. Fucking books put too much pressure on men. I’m not a caveman, not totally at least. I want you so fucking bad. I’m spilling precum just looking at your beautiful body. So, we’re gonna do this at my speed.” I threw the washcloth into the bathroom, then laid back on the bed. “Now, ride my face so I can have another taste of you.”

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