My cock aches at the combination of sensations.
A streak of morbid curiosity rolls through me.
And I look away again, this time glancing down at his arm instead of holding his gaze.
This time, when I feel the sting of his hand on my cheek, I’m anticipating it. And it definitely wasn’t a fluke.
My cock throbs at the rush of sensation.
I fucking love when he smacks me like that.
The heat his palm creates as it hits my cheek. The way I actuallymadehim do it, by disobeying him.
I moan softly as he strokes his thumb over that heat on my cheek, and I can see the hint of a smile on his lips.
“You really do enjoy that, don’t you?”
I pull off of his cock for a moment, using my fist to keep a grip on it.
“Maybe I should punish you back,” I tell him. “I told you to be quick out here. Do I have to beg? Come in my mouth, Hunter.”
He lets out a breath of air, and I can feel his cock throbin my fist.
“Mouthy. So goddamn mouthy.”
“Give me your cum,” I demand.
His eyes flare. “You really are perfect.”
“I wanted you while you were gone this morning. Came to the thought of you last night because you refused to get in bed with me. I want youconstantly, Hunter. Maybe I’m not perfect, but we’re perfecttogether.”
He cuts me off by pushing his cock past my lips again.
His eyes have gone cold, and it had to be from something I said.
Because I’m saying way too fucking much.
I may as well have just professed my undying devotion to him, because for Hunter, even the smallest amount of adoration makes him raise his spine like a defensive tiger.
“Look at me when I come,” he says.
I watch him the whole time.
The fire in his eyes that’s been building all day.
I don’t care anymore if Hunterisgoing to drop me like a broken toy when he’s done.
Any moment that I’m with him, I’m going to give him what he deserves.
Trust, after a lifetime of not being trusted.
In every kiss.
Kindness, even though he tries so hard to pretend he doesn’t want it.
In every. Fucking. Touch.
And affection that he’ll toss right back at me, even if I can feel it inside him, too. I can feel that he cares, even if he won’t say it.
