Chapter b69/bb: /bHunter bPOV /b

    La surprises the shit out of me bwhen /bthe ignores my words, gets op from the bed, and starts undressing in Siend of my

    Jesus Her body is a work of art as it is exposed to bmy /badoring bgaze /binch by glorias terh

    She removes het boodie first, then the tight fitting T–shirt she has on underneath it. Her jeans follow the rest of her clothes an obe pride the batter mout slides them bdown /bher hips. Hips that were bmade /bto be worshipped on the hour, every hout.

    “Beautiful…” I hedge as I’m staring in awe at her gloriously naked flesh as she stands before me in only iher /iry ck anderwear

    My intention is to make it clear to her that we don’t need to do anything tonight. That, after a long day for both of us. Pl Se content to fall leep with her in my arms.

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    But she blows all my good, gentlemanly intentions out of the water when she steps up to me, her luscious breasts encased in her simple yet brushing against my chest. My breath hitches, and you’d swear I was a teenage boy seeing his first pair of naked breasts, by the way my body reas binstantly/b.

    “Hunter,” she starts as she peers up at me from underneath hershes, “Show me.”

    Fuck! How do I deny such a simple, yet impactful request? I’d have to be body–snatched by aliens, that’s how.

    Cupping the side of her face in my right hand, I soften my tone and lock eyes with her, “Are you sure, Beautiful? We don’t have to do this tonight.”

    Shut up, Hunter. Stop trying to talk iher /iout of this. Why do you always have to be such a fucking boy scout?

    La leans onto her tiptoes, her lips so close to mine that I can feel her words against my blips /bas she says, “I want bto/b, please.”

    And that’s the final nail in the coffin of my restraintb. /bIf she knew what the word ‘please‘ing from her sinful mouth does to me, she’d have everything m the world, and I’d be a pussy whipped love–sick puppy who would never say no to her.

    I grab a pillow from against my headboard, take her hand, and then lead her to the foot of the bed. Once there, I back up until the back of my knees bo against its edge. I sit down and spread my legs before dropping the pillow on the floor between them. If my woman is going to give me her first handjob of blowjob, she will not be ufortable while doing so.

    With my other hand, which is still holding onto hers, I pull her closer to me so she’s also standing between my legs, effectively looking down at me as t stare up into her beautiful amber eyes. The pull between us is as natural as the sun’s setting, with bour /bbodies instinctively leaning binto /bbeach /bother so we can share a deep, sensuous, soul–destroying kiss.

    Her taste reminds me of ripe strawberries dipped in sweetened whipped cream. It’s fast bing my all–time favorite vor.

    My hands have drifted to the backs of her thighs, kneading its plump flesh that bI /bbcan’t /bwait to wrap around my head one day soon. As my hands start moving up to just below the globes of her ass, a soft groan escapes her that has my hardening cock standing to its full attention inside my jeans.

    Her hands, which have been resting on my shoulder until now, slide down my back, her nails scraping as she goes, buntil /bshe gets to the hem of my t–shirt Bunching it in her hands, she starts pulling it up, making her intentions bclear /bthat she wants me just as naked as she is. I have no qualms in indulging her in that regard.

    Quickly breaking our kiss so she can slip the shirt over my head, our mouths find each other’s almost immediately – bas /bif we can’t stomach being bapart /bfor too long. My shirt gets dropped somewhere behind me on the bed as she bkisses /bme like I’m her salvation and damnation all rolled into one. Het tongue bdancing /bwith mine bhas /bbme /bbsquirming /bas I grab onto her ass, pulling her even closer to me, needing as much of her skin against mine as possible.

    My hands slip beneath her panties‘ seams, so they are now underneath thecy material and in full contact with her fleshy checksb. /bI dig my fingers in somewhat with an intensity that tells her that she’s bnot /bgoing anywhere anytime soon.

    We bkiss/b, bwe /bbcaress/b, bwe /bmoan, bwe /bexplore, and we grind bagainst /beach other to the point that think my dick might fall off if I don’t at least get it out bof /bbthe /bconfines of my tight jeans. bLa /bbmust /bbsense /bmy rising need for some kind of relief, because in the next instant, she bbreaks /bour kiss, but doesn’t go far.

    bWhile /bslowly lowering herself onto her knees on the pillow I ced down for herb, /bshe btrails /bsoft, bgentle /bkisses along bmy /bbjaw/b. bThen/b, down my bneck/b, where bshe/b, in a bsurprising /bbmove/bb, /blicks my bAdam’s /bapple, making me groan bat /bthe feel of her tongue tasting me bthere/b. She can definitely do that to me again. Whenever and wherever she wants. bBecause/bb, /bfuck bme/bb, /bbit’s /bsexyb. /b

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    Chapter 69: Hunter POV

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    Leaning back on my mend, 1ce my other into the hall at the back of boy hind, holotyping T you’ve done this beforeb./b”

    With a cheeky glint in het Eye, the speaks against my abs as she goes tower still, ‘I might virg bshe /bget any more perfect?

    Swirling her tongue inside my belly button, making my abs contract, her hands disappear to my jeans warhad, whom the open. The sound of the zipper being dragged down is like music to my ears, because I know relief from the ‘is /iiat /iwithin reach. I’ve never been this worked up before, and I can only attribute it to it being because of her.

    When she grabs the ps of my jeans and starts pulling them open and down, I lift my hips to make it easier for her to ch tugs, wepletely get rid of my pants, and she throws them behind her without a care, making me chuckle dis

    Her gaze is locked onto bthe /bconsiderable bulge that’s tenting my boxer briefs, and for a split second, I think the the ho my size. I’m not thergest of the four bguys /bliving in this house, but I’m not the smallest eitherb. /bBut for someone with a breperi /bpersonal with a man’s ‘packageb‘/bb, /bbI /bwouldn’t me her if she pressed pause right now, and wanted to work up to handling my

    But when she licks her lips while staring at bmy /bcrotchb, /band then brings her hand up to cup it over the material, giving it a tentat my restraint that was already hanging on by a threadb, /bbpletely /bsnaps.

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