Rescued(42)

We finally broke apart, my chest heaving and breathless. Hunter was staring at me intently, a simmering heat in his eyes.

Our lips crashed together again, and a shiver of pleasure ran up my spine. He smelled liked spring and I could already feel the stirring of heat in my core. Hunter’s rough hands slid up the loose sundress I was wearing. When his thumb rubbed light circles on my thigh, my insides clenched.

I pulled his face to me, needily. I wanted to taste him right now. I reached towards his body, smiling into the kiss when my hands finally found what they were looking for. Hunter grinned too when I rubbed my fingers lightly up the smooth skin of his tight abs and up to his hard chest. He breathed deeply, his chest moving up and down.

“Look what I brought.” Hunter reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom.

I slapped him playfully on the chest. “What made you think you were going to get lucky today? Just because you took me to this great spot?”

“Yeah, I figured once I proved to you how good I am at finding just the right spot, there’s no way you’d turn me down.” He gave me a saucy wink before burying his face into the side of my neck and leaving a fiery kiss there.

My face heated, I checked around us to make sure the coast was still clear. I’d never done this with anyone somewhere so public. There didn’t seem to be anybody in sight, but I was still nervous.

“What if someone sees us?” I whispered.

Hunter stopped kissing my neck and looked around, “Well they’re gonna have to watch on the sidelines, I know you’re not interested in threesomes.”

“No! You know what I mean.”

“I’ve been walking around the whole area for the past hour and haven’t seen a soul. I’m pretty sure we’ll be fine.”

I pursed my lips. Maybe I was making too big a deal out of this. He was right. I hadn’t seen anyone out and about either.

“Besides, we’ll probably hear them coming before they see us anyway.”

Chewing on my lip, I ran my fingers down his chest. What the hell? Why not be a little risky today?

He was eyeing me carefully. “So do you want me to find the perfect spot or what?”

I giggled. “Alright, but only if you stop telling those corny jokes.”

He mimed zipping his lips shut and tossing away the key.

Then he started leaving a trail of hot kisses down my body through the light fabric of my dress. I gasped at the sudden shift in his mood and my heart pounded in anticipation. His kisses went lower and lower, each one a promise of what he would do to me with his mouth.

Finally, his tongue brushed the inside of my thigh. A small whimper escaped my mouth. Hunter gently spread my legs apart and pulled my panties down around my ankles.

The breeze lifted my dress a little, making me feel exposed and edgy, but it all disappeared when Hunter kissed me between my thighs, teasing my sex. I squirmed as the pleasure rose in waves, and grabbed a handful of his hair, raising my hips up to meet his hot mouth.

He worked long strokes up and down my swollen lips until I was a shuddering mess, before switching to quick circular flicks on my clit. An orgasm built in my core until I was near the edge of madness. He held me there, hovering between tension and release. The hot softness of his tongue pressed against my wetness until I lost track of time.

Then his touch was suddenly gone.

I moaned his name, and became aware of the quiet outside of the distant crashing of the waves. I opened my eyes to see why he he had stopped. Hunter stared at me with a possessive gaze, unbuckling his belt. He ripped open the condom wrapper with his teeth while one hand stroked his cock. In quick efficient movements he sheathed himself while I admired his rigid length. I bit my lip, anticipating the moment that he would enter me.

Hunter rubbed my clit with his cock, teasing me. I pushed myself towards him.

“You’re so wet,” he whispered, breathless.

I nodded, unable to say anything else, but letting him know with my eyes what I wanted.

Hunter leaned his massive body above me and slid his cock into me, inch by inch. I clutched at his back in helpless pleasure as my sex slicked pussy stretched around his girth.

He moved in and out of me slowly several times. Then he picked up the pace, thrusting himself feverishly into me, as waves of bliss washed over my body. I squeezed his firm hips between my thighs, holding on for the ride, getting closer and closer to release.

I came. My spasms forced me to grind my pussy against him even faster, overloading me with ecstatic sensation.

Hunter grunted, a primal rumbling from low in his chest, as he shuddered and then lay still. The warmth of his semen spilling into the condom inside me turned me on so much, I almost came again.

We held each other, sweaty and breathless. Then he picked off a strand of hair from my face and kissed me. I had never felt so deeply satisfied.