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“Faster,” I whisper.
Hunter obliges. The ecstasy is mind-blowing as Hunter increases his pace, the steady friction of his movement inside me bringing me higher and higher.
“You like it?” he asks.
“Fuck, yes,” I moan, almost a whine. “It’s so fucking good, Hunter. Feels so good. Can’t believe it.”
I can’t form coherent sentences; the fact that my mouth can even form real words is a miracle. My body feels on fire with bliss, my mind scrambled as the feeling grows more intense, more all-consuming with every thrust.
“Fuck, baby,” he groans. “You take me so fucking good. Even better than I always knew you would.”
His thrusts grow more erratic. Even though he’s been in total control this entire time, playing my body like an instrument, for the first time I feel that even he’s spiraling out of control, driven by his own needs.
His breathing is short and sharp, his muscles tensing all over.
“Fuck, Phoebe,” he grunts, “your sweet fucking pussy … holy fuck …”
Even though I’ve let my imagination go wild at times dreaming of what it would feel like with Hunter, nothing compares to the reality. Nothing I imagined was even close. It feels like the rest of the world melts away as he thrusts into me.
I wrap my legs tighter around him, pulling him closer. It feels like our bodies are melting together, the only two things that exist in my world right now becoming one.
Then, I plunge over the edge. Hunter’s cock hits the perfect spot inside me at the perfect angle, and I’m lost in an orgasm so strong, so mind-shattering, that I can’t tell left from right or up from down.
My climax pulses through me, the most intense feeling I’ve ever experienced. Hunter thrusts deep inside me one more time and I can feel the same thing happening to him. My walls clench around his rock-hard length as he fills the condom inside me.
Hunter collapses next to me, his chest heaving with breath.
That was beyond incredible. And it happened with the guy I’ve hated for half my life.
* * *
I can’t sayhow much time passes while I lie flat on my back, staring up at the ceiling, utter satisfaction dancing through me, not even able to form coherent thoughts, let alone words.
I just had sex with my lifelong enemy, and it was the best thing I’ve ever experienced.
Eventually, my chest stops swelling so much with heavy breathing, my heartrate gets closer to normal, and I feel capable of rational thought again.
I glance over at Hunter. A hot feeling pulses in my center as my eyes drink in the way his jagged, ripped muscles glisten with sweat. He’s looking up at the ceiling, too, quiet and still.
He probably wants me to leave.
He got the one thing he wanted. I got the one thing I wanted.
I guess everything between us will go back to normal now?
Why does that thought make my stomach sink, make my chest feel tight?
I prop myself up on my elbows and go to swing myself off the bed to get dressed, but I gasp as Hunter quickly crooks his leg over my waist, keeping me from going anywhere.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he drawls. “I need a full review of my performance.”
The sinking feeling in my stomach disappears, and I can’t help a real, genuine laugh bursting from my lips. Hunterwouldwant every girl he hooks up with to spend fifteen minutes gushing over how fantastic he was.
With a smile tugging at my lips, I simply say, “Adequate.”
Now it’s Hunter’s turn to laugh. His warm body presses against me as his lips brush the shell of my ear. “There’s at least three other guys in this house right now,” he whispers hotly against my face, “and unless they were wearing earplugs, they can attest that there’s no way what just happened in this room could be described asadequate.”
Embarrassed heat warms my cheeks.
