Hunter kisses my belly, right below my belly button. A heated wave burns through my core, getting me damper, even more ready for him. I whimper as his tongue licks where his kiss was.
“Please,” I whimper. I need this. I need Hunter to give it to me.
“Will you let me see you, baby? Will you let me taste you?” Hunter asks, staring up at me. I fraking love that he’s asking my permission, but God, God, God.
Fuck, I’m going to come from the sound of his questions, of what he’s asking me.
When I don’t answer, he says, “I’ll make you feel good, I promise.”
I swallow hard. “No one’s ever done that to me before. I’m a little scared.”
Hunter places kisses along my lower belly, just above the elastic band of my underwear, spanning from hip to hip. I pant as the fire inside me builds higher and higher, and I pulse and throb inside.
“Christ, this night just keeps getting better and better.”
I snicker, even with all my nerves. “Stop beating your chest there, Tarzan.”
He licks my hip bone and I gasp. Didn’t know that would feel amazing. His teeth flash in the light as he nips me there, for being bad and snarky.
“Lie down, but keep your ass to the edge of the bed.”
Oh, shit. I do as I’m told, like a good little girl. I squeeze my eyes shut as he pulls down my underwear, threading one ankle then the other and I’m completely naked in front of him. I’m starting to revise the whole him wearing clothes thing and me being buck naked.
I hear Hunter settle on his knees, his face right between my legs. I squirm, and cover my face with my hands, feeling my blush hit my face, neck and chest. Shit.
Light kisses up the inside of my thigh, causing me to tense.
“You need to relax for me.” I nod, even though I’m sure he can’t see me. “And you might want to hold onto something.”
Bloody, bloody, bloody hell.
I fist the sheets, and stare at the ceiling, waiting...waiting...waiting...
A sweep of warm tongue over my sex, the slightest of touches across my clit and my back bows off the bed as I bite my lip. A whimper escapes me.
He licks me slow, building me higher and higher until I’m almost there, only to kiss the insides of my thighs, nibble on the softness there until I come down. With each new stroke of his tongue I get closer and closer to that beautiful edge until he teases me with a fall and pulls me back all too soon.
“Please, please, please,” I beg, wadding more of his sheets into my hands. “Hunter, please...”
Then, “Please what?”
Motherducker he’s going to make me say it. My hips move in a rhythm against the air, seeking any kind of relief while he tortures me with waiting.
“Hunter...”
“Yeah, baby?”
I whimper, and lift my head. My stomach drops out at the look in his eyes, dark and hungry as he stares at me, waiting for my answer.
“Make me come.”
He grins, puts his hands on the insides of my thighs, spreading me wider for him. I fall back and close my eyes at the renewed bliss of his tongue and mouth on me. He dips his tongue inside me, then moves up and ohmygod starts to suckle and tongue my clit, sending billions of fireworks forking up my body, everywhere, over, and under.
I moan, whimper as he adds his fingers inside me, stretching me, rubbing me in places I didn’t know would feel so good. I climb faster, and higher, running towards the edge of that blissful cliff, my hips grinding against his mouth in a frenzy until, until... until-
I detonate into flames as they lick up my spine, explode in my toes and fingers in heated waves from my sex in one hard crash. I’m unaware of saying Hunter’s name, over and over again like a prayer.
When I come down, I struggle to catch my breath. I thought my spinning bike kicked my ass when it came to endurance, but one duel with Hunter’s tongue and I’m out for the count.
Hunter’s hands are everywhere, his mouth kissing every inch of skin, his tongue tasting the hollow dip between hip and abdomen, trailing up to my ribs, tracing each one with his mouth. I could stay like this forever.
He crawls up my body to get on the bed, arranging my numb limbs into a position where I’m tucked close to him, as he settles us under the covers. I’m exhausted, and all I want to do is sleep.
I want to tell him I’m sorry, but I can’t take care of him right now. I’m sated, and my eyes start to droop before I can tell him something, anything. I’m tucked closer into his warmth, smelling his cologne him as his chin rests on the top of my head, and one hand goes to my ribs.
My first orgasm by another person and I fall asleep.
Typical.
Frak. I dozed off.
I’m in Hunter’s room, alright. And I’m naked! Oh, I’m naked because he- yeah, thatwas fraking awesome. But where did he go? Was I bad at it or something?