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“Take a deep breath, baby girl, and let me inside of you.” Hunter's eyes lock with mine as he speaks. It's easy to listen as I relax, letting my legs spread a bit further, and exhale while he inches himself inside of me.
“Holy fuck. Your pussy's tight, baby girl.” Hunter groans with satisfaction. Thickness fills me as our bodies still.
He gazes into my eyes. I reach up to stroke the side of his face before pushing my fingers into his hair and pulling him down to kiss me. Hunter's delicate with me as he pulls out and pushes back in. Pleasure and pain entwine with every thrust.
My walls tighten and release around him, getting wetter with every roll of his hips inside of me.
“Are you okay, Harper?”
“I'm perfect because I'm with you, Daddy.”
“That's my good little girl. Hold on tight, baby. We're going for a ride.”
The energy shifts like Hunter's getting a second wind. I wrap my arms around his neck, and he picks up speed. The way his cock moves inside of me makes it feel like he's in my stomach. Every sensation and tingle down my body is a memory I can recall every time Hunter crosses my mind.
When he scoops me into his arms, cock still moving in and out, he ends up standing with his hands holding my ass up. He grips me tight, controlling my rhythm and pace. I find it natural to grind against his pelvis, using his neck to keep me steady.
“Oh, fuck. Keep doing that, baby girl.” Hunter moans and kisses me. I continue to ride him while he stands in front of the bed. We spin around until I'm against the wall where I can lean against it for a different angle.
Something takes over. Hunter's encouragement, his enjoyment—it makes me want to please him. I want this to be the best sex he's ever had. I'm certain it only gets better after this, but he's been abstinent for so long and I don't want to be a disappointment.
"Look at me, baby girl."
Our eyes lock, with a grin etching onto his face, before we kiss again to let the passion take over between us. His tongue swirls around my mouth as my body finds itself craving Hunter more with every stroke. A silent song only we can hear serenades each orgasm that comes over me.
I can see why everyone obsesses over having sex. There's bliss in the movements. There's peace in the pleasure. There's safety in Hunter's arms, and when we move away from the wall, he sets me on my feet. Hunter spins me around to put me on my hands and knees. The thrust inside of me from the back pushes a gasp out of me. My nipples harden, and my pussy quivers with another orgasm.
Hunter is masterful as he brings me over the cliff of orgasmic bliss too many times for me to count. When he speeds up, I can feel that this is about to end. Our grunts mingle together, Hunter continuing to dive in and out of me at a pace that makes me come all over his cock.
The sounds of our bodies clashing against each other echo around the room, but it's nothing compared to the windwhirring outside the window. The snowstorm is still barreling down across the county, but there's nothing but peace inside this bedroom with Hunter.
Hunter pulls out a minute to turn me onto my back where he slides back inside of me with a smile. His pumps are long and drawn out as he stretches my hands above my head. He holds both my wrists while sucking on my nipples with a slight nibble while he comes inside of me.
9
HUNTER
Harper's pussy molds perfectly around me until I can't hold back anymore. Our climax releases the sexual tension that's normally so thick I have to leave the room or move away from her. Now that she's mine, I'm never letting her go, and there's nothing or no one that's going to change that.
We lie in each other's arms for what feels like hours as the snow continues to fall. The missing piece to my existence curls into my side like she's an extra rib. Harper, my Harper, I don't know how I've lived so long without her.
"Is sex like that every time?" Harper's question is quiet as she draws light circles across my chest with her finger. She's swirling and twirling it between my chest hairs, and it makes me realize how much I just like her near me.
"I pray it is," I tell her with a smirk.
She swats me on the chest with a giggle. "Naughty priest. Are you allowed to say things like that?"
"Priest never means perfection. Besides, I've been me since I was born. I can't just stop that because I made a change in my lifestyle. And a good pun here and there humanizes me to the congregation."
Harper nods. "You're right. I remember the first time I saw you at St. Alban’s, and you were leaning against the pew talking to the youth group. I've been thinking about you since."
"Have I thanked you for the volunteer work you and your family do for the church?"
"I'm pretty sure you have."
"Well…" I kiss the top of her head. "I'm thanking you again. Without your efforts, I don't think we would have met."
She covers her face as it turns a bright shade of red. "I know, we're all really bad about going to mass. Mom attends every week, but we all try to do our best to help out."
