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Shattered King(96)

By:Sherilee Gray


Say what? “Did you just shush me?”

“Babe, shut up.”

I snapped my mouth shut and stared at him. Then I narrowed my eyes, about to let him have it, when his hands went to my waist. His fingers curled in, skimming over the silky fabric, up to the sides of my breasts, thumbs brushing the undersides, then back down to rest on my hips.

I forgot what I was going to say.

“She’s getting a raise.”

I blinked. “Who?”

“Ruby.”

“Oh.” Oh! It was starting to become kind of obvious. Still, I asked, “Does that mean you like it?”

“Yeah, I like it.” His gaze moved over me again, all the way down, then back up, lingering on my chest before his eyes locked on mine.

A wicked grin lifted the corners of his lips. “We’re going out, we’re celebrating . . . then were coming home and I’m going to strip you bare and fuck you in nothing but those sexy fucking shoes.”

I gave a little shiver of delight. “That sounds . . . I like that idea.”

“I thought you might. Now let’s go before I change my mind and do you right here, right now.”

I snorted. “Do me?”

His grin got wider and he gave my ass a light slap. “Are you mocking me, woman?”

“Maybe.”

“You’ll pay for that later as well.”

I frowned. “Hang on, what else am I paying for?”

“This raging hard-on I can’t do anything about for fucking hours.”

I grinned wider. Hunter growled.

I was out and out laughing when he grabbed my hand and led me from the apartment.





CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE


Hunter

Fuck.

Balls drawn up tight, I was close to blowing.

I looked down at Lulu’s ass, watching my cock slide out of her tight, wet pussy and clenched my teeth to hold it back. I wanted this to last. Nothing felt as good as when I was inside her. Nothing. That sexy-as-fuck dress was in a heap on the floor, along with the underwear that nearly had me blowing my load before I’d even touched her. But the shoes that had kept me hard all damn night were still on her feet.

She was flat on her belly, back arched, ass high. I was straddling her, keeping her legs together, while she clutched the wooden slats of my headboard. Her head was turned to the side, mouth open, eyes sometimes screwed shut, sometimes looking back at me as I pounded into her. The woman was perfection. Head to toe. Inside and out. No one got to me like she could. I couldn’t even imagine being with someone else, of fucking anyone but Lulu. Didn’t want anyone but her.

She moaned, fingers spasming, grip tightening when I shoved in deep. She tried to push back, to take more.

“Fuck, my girl’s so hot for it.” I squeezed her round ass. “Don’t move.”

She whimpered. “Please, Hunter.”

Her plea hit me low in the gut, making my cock throb and my balls ache. I was done playing around. Coming down on top of her, I slid one arm under her, across her chest, holding her immobile, the other down between her legs so I could play with her swollen, slick little clit.

“You with me, Lulu?”

“Y-yes.”

“Who’s fucking you?”

“You are.”

“And who am I?”

“My man.”

Her words were a hit to the chest, in a really fucking good way. “That’s right, I’m your man.” I thrust into her hard and she gasped. “You feel what you do to me? My girl makes me so fucking hard. You make me lose my goddamn mind, until all I can think about is getting inside, fucking you until you scream.”

I slowed down, gliding in and out of her, nipping her earlobe. “You’re mine, Lulu. You’re not just inked on my skin, you’re under it, you’re twisted so deep inside me there’s no escaping it. I need to know you get that. Do you, baby?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

I kissed her shoulder. “I want my name on you, where people can see it. Anyone looks at you, they know you belong to me.”

She moaned, her pussy starting to flutter around my cock. “I’m gonna come,” she said between panted breaths.

I stopped fucking around and tightened my hold on her, pressing down, sliding my finger over her clit. She moaned when I squeezed her tit with my other hand, the needy sound snapping my control, and I powered my hips into her, fast and hard. All she could do was take it, take what her man gave her.

Her inner walls clamped down on my cock and she screamed, the spasming grip so tight, I had no choice but to let go. Sparks of light flashed behind my lids as I blew up, pumping her full, lost to her, hips going to town against her ass. I was powerless to it, could only hold her down and fuck us both through it.