“Did you like that?” he asked confidently.
“You're incredible,” I gasped, short-of-breath. Reaching for a condom from my night-stand, I whispered in his ear, “I need you inside me.”
Hunter's mouth gently opened, with awe, with respect, for what he was about to take.
Hunter tore the foil package open with his teeth. Slipping out of his boxers, his massive cock sprang free, bobbing with heft. My pussy clenched and heaved at the sight of his large manhood. I couldn't wait to feel him inside me.
“You're so big, Hunter.”
He rolled the condom down his length and, his eyes now on mine, mounted me. Gently, he eased his big, hard, throbbing cock into my wetness, one agonizing inch at a time.
“More,” I whispered into his ear. “I want all of you. Fuck me, Hunter.”
Hunter grit his teeth and bore his dick into me, gliding along my wetness, until I had all of him. I wished I could keep him there forever—but it felt oh-so-good when he backed out again.
“Yes,” I moaned, clamping my muscles on his cock to show him my strength—and torture him with it every time he pulled out. “Fuckme, Hunter!”
Hunter let loose a manly roar and pounded himself into me. One powerful thrust after another, the bed rocked and crashed against the wall. His groans, my moans, our screams and shouts filled the room, until beads of sweat trickled down Hunter's rippled and hairy chest.
“Fuck, you're tight!” he yelled, his taut waist crashing into me harder, faster. My creamy juices pooled around the base of his cock as he tunneled deeper and further into me.
With every thrust, his gold chain dangled in my face—a gentle and amusing reminder of his wealth and fame? I clamped my teeth around his necklace and shut my eyes, wanting to feelallof Hunter Rockwell, professional hockey player, as he fucked me.
He was close now. I could feel it in the urgency of his strokes. I could feel it in the rising pressure of his dick, buried inside me. I grabbed two handfuls of his round, tight butt, and forced himdeeperandharderinto my tightness with his every pump.
I whispered naughty nothings in Hunter's ear to pull him over the edge with me,
“Your cock is so big, Hunter.”
“You're so strong and sexy.”
“You're close, aren't you? I can feel you getting harder.”
My words struck at his stamina like blows to the gut. He winced, slowing, trying to stave off his orgasm so he could fuck me longer.
“Don't fight it, baby. Give in. Give me all your cum, Hunter.”
Those were the magic words that broke him. Hunter's core began to tremble, his tight muscles straining, and he began to frantically thrust in and out of me. He let out a visceral rumble, a growing bellow, as his pace grew hurried and urgent, and at last his head rolled back and he roared, “Aaah! I'm cumming!”
His cock pulsed and throbbed inside me with the tremors and quakes of his orgasm. I smiled, madly, grinning from ear-to-ear, as he blew his load into his condom.
***
I nuzzled myself into Hunter's burly chest, slick with his sweat and oil, and rich with his masculine spice. He kept his arm wrapped around me, squeezing me near, and we basked in the afterglow of our bond. I didn't want this moment to end, but I knew it had to, it always did … I was just a little afraid of what would come next between us.
After the fog of passion had cleared, I was overwhelmed with a worry that Madison had set some trap—and I'd fallen right into it. Maybe she could sense that were wassomethingrealdeveloping between me and Hunter? Maybe she'd tricked me into fucking him, to see if he'd stick around. Was this the part where Hunter left, because he got what he wanted?Would Madison be right?
“Wow,” Hunter said at last, still gasping for air. “Wow, Honor. That was so goddamn hot.”
“Yeah.” I softly laughed and smashed my face deeper into his chest. “But I think we ruined our dinner plans”
“It's okay.” He kissed the top of my head. “I'm sure we can still make it.”
I pulled back. “Yeah? Really? You still wanna eat dinner?”
“Are you kidding? Now I'm starved. And I still wanna take you out.” He gave my ass a spank to drive the point home.
I let out a breath of relief. “You do?”
