Protect & Serve(167)
“Fuck, Hunter,” I gasped.
“That was the general idea…”
His lips descended upon my neck, and I let out a sigh of contentment. I hooked my ankles together into the crook of his back, my hand clasping the opposite wrist around the back of his neck.
Once I was nice and secure, with his hands still supporting my ass up against the wall, he began to thrust into me again and again…
It was a carnal circus, a physical paradise.
I loved how our bodies responded to one another’s skin, adjusting and tightening, squeezing and pushing.
“I don’t know that I can hold out too long,” Hunter murmured into my ear.
“It’s okay, I already came,” I whispered.
“I want you to come again.”
My eyes flickered open, and I gazed into his fierce, carnal stare. His lids were only half-open themselves, but I could see the deep need within that lustful pair of pupils…
I nodded. “Just… keep doing what you’re…”
He adjusted me against his hips, changing the angle slightly. I slid just an inch down the wall, but the way he was penetrating me now rubbed just right against my inner folds…
I gasped out my satisfaction, struggling for syllables. “Oh god, that’s even better…”
His grunted chuckle was lost against my lips as his kiss came down hard. My fingers dug into his back; my body remained pinned against his and open for him, ready for him, parted for his singular use.
Whatever he wanted…
Whatever he needed…
Hunter’s thick, rock-hard erection was driving me closer to another staggering precipice. I knew it wouldn’t be much longer…
His motions grew more frantic with each passing second. He was crushing me with wild abandon now, filling and fulfilling me… and it turned me on so hard to know that it was me doing this, me bringing this beautiful man to the brink of ecstasy…
I rocked my hips to meet him – eager to roll my pelvis against his own, and desperate to bring him to the edge beside me.
“Oh fuck, Sarah! Fuck – just – FUCK!”
He stiffened up completely, his cock thrusting in as deep into my wet chasm as it could possibly tread. Luckily, I was already descending into an orgasm, and his last push threw me over the edge…
As our bodies seized up together, I felt a successive wave of multiple orgasms strike down every last ounce of cognizant thought that I could muster.
My mind went blank with pleasure.
Emptied of thought, emptied of self, I was merely a strained, tightened ball of pleasure, wrapped around the body of this amazing man. The sensations I felt assaulted me from deep inside as I felt his hot seed pump into my body.
As I felt my tightened muscles uncoiling, releasing their grip on his flesh, I rode out the last few orgasms while he panted in exhaustion. It must have been six, maybe seven in a row…
Hunter gradually slid me to my feet on the floor. Gasping, groaning, and clutching his head with a single hand, I could see how his chest heaved.
He was completely spent.
“Did we… did we just come together?” He groaned, one eye closed as he watched me. “I think we did…”
Fighting my clumsy legs, I strolled over to him and placed my palms against his hard chest. He was slick with a thin layer of sweat, and I wanted to lick every salty drop of it off of him.
“Do you see why I can’t give you up? Even if you try, you can’t make me pass on this… I need you too much… And you need me.”
Hunter nodded, pulling me into a deep embrace. I could feel his racing heart beneath his skin and bones, pumping against my cheek, and it only reminded me of how fast my own was beating…
We wound up together on the sofa. It was always so easy to curl up with him. My body fit the contours of his so easily, and his skin was like a furnace – putting out enough warmth to soothe me with something as simple as a cuddle.
My head had stopped pounding, and I was looking at the world with renewed eyes… renewed vision.
That meant him as well… and these silly ideas of leaving me behind.
“Hunter,” I told him, guiding his face to regard my own. “If you’re going to do this – if you’re going to join this world… I’m coming too.”
“Sarah…”
“No, don’t. Don’t tell me that I’m naïve, or that I don’t know what I’m getting myself into.” I nestled a little closer to him. “Look into my eyes… I know what I’m doing.”
He turned slightly, our eyes separated by a couple of inches and nothing else. He regarded me calmly, and then resigned himself.
Hunter knew that I was right.
“Okay,” he finally answered.