Protect & Serve(180)

I couldn’t bear to take it anymore, and I pushed downward on his head, wordlessly telling him where I needed him to go.

Hunter followed my hint, peppering his kisses down my abdomen again until he reached my core. Instead of going straight for it, he guided them towards my inner thigh, leaving what I knew would be a sizeable mark on the soft flesh.

The feeling of his lips sucking on my skin was driving me wilder than before, and I couldn’t help but hold onto his hair and slide my head back into the pillows.

There was a light chuckle against my flesh, and he kissed his way to the other thigh, following suit there as well.

I swallowed and lost myself in the relief, allowing him to continue leaving evidence of his presence against my inner thighs. My chest was definitely heaving now, and I let my eyes roll backwards into my head with pleasure.

But when he pushed his lips into the single layer of fabric separating him from my sex…

My hips bucked; my fingers threaded back into his hair, holding him to my body my limbs tightened. Hunter knew exactly how to tease me properly, and he merely rocked his face from side to side in small, minute motions, as if digging his lips further into my wet pussy without having to touch it.

I whipped my face up from the pillows, gazing down upon him with a half-lidded gaze, and he merely smiled deviously as he only did it harder.

“God, Hunter…” I murmured, my breath catching in my lungs.

At that overtly satisfied declaration, Hunter’s thumbs hooked into the edges of my panties, whipping them down my thighs and off my ankles.

Without a single thread of clothing on either of us, his mouth descended upon my sex, his tongue marrying to my inner folds as I lustfully gushed with pleasure.

“F-Fuck!”

My fingers, previously threaded delicately through his hair, frantically clutched into his follicles. I groaned and arched my back as my hips pressed upward into his mouth, matching the power of his simple motions.

Hunter didn’t let up. While I rode his tongue, his face rode my hips; he matched my movements. My lover locked my thighs over his shoulders, his hands clasping into the thighs and keeping me trapped in position around his face.

He proved that he was just as skilled at pleasing me with his mouth as he was when we were teenagers. If anything… he was possibly better at tongue-fucking me.

Lifting his focus upward, he began to suck on my engorged clit, his tongue lapping underneath to tease my outer lips. Meanwhile, he slipped a hand free, lubing up his middle finger between my lips before plunging it into my wet, aching chasm.

I felt myself parting around that single digit as it plunged into my depths, rolling over my rigid inner folds. He curled it backwards, pressing against my inner bundle of nerves and stroking me from the insides.

My hips shifted as I rolled beneath his tongue, and he soon pulled the slickened finger free again. My aching, gasping lips parted around it, sucking it clean and lubing it up with the index digit.

Coated with my saliva, both fingers tentatively pushed into my drenched pussy. They burrowed inwards, stroking my most sensitive pleasure zones as I writhed in pleasure. It took everything that I had to not release a tremendous succession of loud, embarrassing moans…

It wasn’t long before I felt the rising, building, mounting pressure of a coming orgasm. I knew that I couldn’t hold onto composure much longer, and I bit my bottom lip before begging him to not stop…

Hunter picked up the momentum, lifting up and leaning forward as his fingers powered into my hot, wet pussy, again and again at breakneck speed… I clutched onto his arms and squirmed under his power, feeling the swelling pressure climb in intensity until I was just at the cusp of a tremendous climax…

And with a gasping, lengthy moan, my body stiffened up – clenching onto his as I bucked my hips, descending into carnal ecstasy around his rough, powerful fingers.

“Oh fuck me…” I groaned rhetorically, dropping down to the bedding in complete bliss.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” Hunter murmured wickedly as he positioned himself against me, climbing onto my sweat-soaked body.

I felt the engorged tip of his cock press into my slickened slit, threatening to infiltrate my folds. He hesitated briefly, as if waiting for me to command him to locate a condom… but I didn’t care about that.

All I needed was him inside me… and I told him just that very thing.

My body shuddered with pleasure as I felt his commanding rod push deep into my pussy. With successive, slow thrusts, my body adjusted to his thickness and length. Clearly eager to take everything that he had to offer, my folds stretched willingly around the powerful erection.

“Oh god,” Hunter groaned. “I forgot how goddamned tight you are…”