“Hunter…”
“And your breasts,” I go on, bringing our hands to cup them at the same time, slowly, carefully letting our combined touch be just one more thing to excite her. “Fuck me, sweetness, those breasts of yours are magnificent. Feel how soft they are? How they curve out from your body, looking so ripe and ready for the picking?” I bring our hands up so our fingers skate over her hardened nipple. With just the gentle touch, they contract further until they look painfully hard.
“Jesus, Hunter.”
“I’m in love with your breasts, Katie. They’ve ruined me for any other woman. They’re so receptive. The merest touch and they’re begging for more. The sweet pink color of your nipples. The way they crave that tiniest bit of pain…”
As I tell her that, I use her fingers to grasp the large nipples. We roll them between her fingers, then I pull them. I drag my eyes from the reflection of her breasts in the mirror to find her face as her ass pushes against me. Her head leans into my shoulder. Her eyes are heavy as she watches the movement of our hands, her breathing turning erratic. Katie’s face is still shadowed in pink, but now I think it has to do more with being excited than embarrassed, exactly as it should be.
“Oh, fuck…” she whispers, her voice dripping in need.
I smile. “Keep playing with your tits, sweetness. Don’t stop,” I whisper against the back of her neck.
“I won’t.”
“I love your back too, Katie. I love the delicateness of it. I love the way it’s shaped, the milky-white color that makes me want to see my name inked on it. I love everything about it,” I tell her, letting my hands move along the backs of her shoulders and slowly down until I reach her hips.
“Please, Hunter,” she whispers. I drop down to my knees and place a kiss at the top of her ass. “Keep playing with those beautiful nipples, sweetness.”
“I am… but I need more, Hunter.”
I ignore her plea, letting my tongue drag across the cheek of her ass. “This ass, Katie. I love it. I have wet dreams about this ass, the way it plumps out in your clothes, making my cock beg.” My hand reaches into the honeyed opening of her ass and finds the plug I inserted. I pull it out a little before sliding it back in.
“More,” she whispers.
Oh, I’ll be giving her more—a lot more.
I continue to fuck her with the plug, twisting it, pulling it almost out, and then ramming it back into her. Her ass pushes out, wanting more. I look in the mirror and find her eyes closed. She’s playing with those juicy, hard nipples and I can’t wait any longer. I have to have her.
I take the plug out, tossing it on the bed across the room. Her moan of protest is my reward. My hands bury into the cheeks of her ass. I grip them tightly, pulling them apart. I thrust my face into her ass, letting my tongue slide down that dark valley. I move my tongue over her opening, licking the outline, then slowly pushing in just around the rim and barely inside.
“I fucking love this ass, Katie. It’s mine.”
“Yes. It is… It’s yours, Hunter. Please, baby. Don’t make me wait any longer.”
I stand up then. Her cry of disappointment is even louder this time. “Shh, sweetness. I just want to show you what else I love,” I tell her, bringing her hands slowly down her body.
“Jesus, Hunter,” she complains, her ass pushing back and grinding against my raging hard cock. The damn thing has pre-cum running down the shaft. My balls are so fucking tight, I know this won’t last long.
“This sweet, bare *,” I groan into her neck, moving her fingers to her *. It’s covered in desire. So damned wet, it’s like a fucking waterfall. I guide her fingers past her lips and inside. I push her finger and mine, feeling the way her walls tremor against our entry. She’s fucking primed. “This fucking * is unlike anything I’ve ever known, Katie. So sweet and addicting. It’s like pure heroin to my cock. One hit, and I’m ruined for anyone else, Katie. You’re all I want. Your body is all I want.”
“Hunter, I need to come, please. Please let me come,” she cries as I push our fingers back inside of her.
“In a minute, baby, I’ll give you exactly what you need,” I tell her, guiding her hand to her clit. It’s almost pounding as hard as my dick. “Rub that clit for me, sweetness. Get it nice and needy for me, but don’t come yet. Don’t even think about it.”
“Hunter!” she cries, but she does exactly as I tell her.
I turn her to the side, moving her free hand to hold onto the desk that’s there beside the mirror. I pull on her hips until she’s bent over at just the right angle. “Look in the mirror, Katie. Watch what I’m doing. See how hard my cock is for you. Realize how much you mean to me,” I growl, my voice hoarse.