11. Hunter #2
Her ass is a perfect peach, begging to be spanked.
I stay seated by sheer force of will. “Take off your bra,” I tell her.
She undoes the clasp but doesn’t take it off right away.
Her eyes are locked on mine as she slowly, very, very slowly removes her bra, revealing those perfect tits with the small pink nipples that I’ve already had the pleasure of sucking.
She’s so fucking beautiful.
“Your thong. Remove it,” I order.
She pulls on the straps, raising them high on her hips. A small smile plays on her lips. Oh, she’s teasing me and she fucking loves it. I love it too.
“Take it off, I said.”
She shakes her head, her smile turning wicked.
“Make me,” she says. I get up and stalk toward her.
She backs up a few steps. “You’re supposed to be following my orders, princess.
” I grab her around the waist, my other hand reaching between her legs.
I pinch her pussy, the first test of her liking it rough.
She screams and pushes at my chest.
“You didn’t like that?” I ask. “I told you you would be punished for disobeying me.”
She’s breathing hard, cheeks flushed and eyes wild. She licks her lips and I wait for her response, breath held.
“I liked it,” she says, and my heart leaps. Fuck yes.
“Yeah?” I raise an eyebrow. “Take off your thong and get on my bed. Now.”
She pulls her thong off and sprints away from me, hopping onto the bed and kicking off her shoes. She sits on the middle of my bed, her legs pulled under her. Her golden hair has shifted to cover her tits. She looks like a wanton princess. I can’t take my eyes off her.
I approach her slowly.
“You ready for this?” I ask, because if she really wants to leave, I’ll break the contract. I’m not going to force her into anything.
She nods.
“You sure?”
She nods again, licking her lips. “Tie me up.”
Jesus. I don’t need to be told twice. I grab her delicate wrist and pull it through the opening of the knot, tightening the rope just enough to hold her but not cause pain. I do the same with her other wrist.
She’s spread before me like a feast, except she’s clenching her thighs together, hiding what I really want from me.
“Spread your legs,” I order. She hesitates, a blush creeping up her neck. She tugs at her bindings.
“Spread them, Stevie.”
She opens her knees slightly, then closes them again.
I raise an eyebrow. “Disobeying me?”
She shakes her head quickly but doesn’t open for me. I put one leg on the bed and lean towards her, placing my hand between her knees. “Open.”
“I’m n-nervous,” she stammers.
I climb onto the bed and grab her knees in both hands and pry them open. “You’re going to pay for that disobedience.” Her pussy is pink and wet and beautiful. I slap it and she jerks, crying out. I rub it with my palm to soothe it, then notice the tears in her eyes. “Next time do as I say. Got it?”
She nods. I rub her clit gently with my thumb and her breathing quickens. A single tear slides down her cheek.
“Remember the safe word?” I prompt.
“Yes.”
“Feel free to use it.”
She shakes her head as another tear slides down. Damn. She’s not backing down. I’m so turned on. I grab the hem of my shirt and pull it off, throwing it aside. Stevie’s eyes widen. It’s the first time she’s seen me without a shirt on, I realize.
I smirk. “Like what you see?”
“You’re so hot,” she breathes.
“Look who’s talking.”
Her gaze slides down my pecs to my six-pack and stops at the line of hair leading to my cock. I place my hands on my belt, and she licks her lips.
“I’m hard as fuck for you,” I tell her. “If you want to stop, tell me now, because I need to be inside your pussy. Now.”
“I want it. I’m ready.” She tugs at her bindings again, her fingers curling around the rope. She looks at once scared and excited.
I lean down and lick her pussy, making her gasp and moan. “Don’t fucking close your legs.”
“I won’t.”
I unbuckle my belt and pull my pants and boxers down. My cock springs free, precum beading at the tip. I take off all my clothes and prowl onto the bed, settling between her legs. She’s staring at my cock, eyes hungry.
“You’re big,” she says.
“You can take it.”
“What if I can’t?”
“You can.” I press my tip against her opening, rubbing up and down her slit. “You can take it, baby.”
She moans and writhes. “Hunter. Wait.”
I keep rubbing my cock against her. Pressing my thumb down on her clit, I nudge her opening, pushing inside a small amount.
She’s tight as fuck.
“Hunter,” she whines.
“Relax your body.” I lean in closer and take her tits in my hands, rubbing her nipples. “Relax and it won’t hurt as much.”
I kiss her mouth, rubbing her nipples and pressing my cock against her pussy. I kiss her until she relaxes and spreads her legs further, rocking her hips into me without even realizing it. “That’s it, baby. That’s a good girl.”
I press kisses down her neck and push inside about an inch. She gasps and clenches her thighs around me. I push in deeper, taking a nipple in my mouth and sucking, pinching her other nipple between my fingers. She moans and I push in further.
“It hurts,” she says, gasping.
I look at her. “It’s supposed to hurt. It’ll get better.”
She nods, biting down on her lower lip. “I trust you.”
Fuck, why’d she have to go and say that?
I pull out and thrust back in, letting her get accustomed to the intrusion.
I love stretching her out. Her virgin pussy feels like heaven.
I thrust in a little deeper and come up against her barrier.
Thrusting my tongue into her mouth, I kiss her until she’s pliant and melting in my arms, then push my cock the rest of the way inside her. All the way.
Her body seizes, mouth falling open in a silent scream.
“Shh, baby, it’s alright, that was the worst part. It’s about to get a whole lot better.”
She pants and writhes under me, pulling at the ropes. “Hunter.”
“Yes, baby,” I take her nipple in my mouth and suck, thrusting my cock in and out of her tight cunt in a slow rhythm. “I’m right here. I got you.”
A couple of minutes later, she’s relaxed again, and I quicken my pace. My hands are on her tits, pinching her nipples. Her loud moans are driving me fucking crazy.
I should slow down, but I don’t want to. I fuck her hard, pinching and tugging at her nipples the entire time, a part of me waiting for her to say the safe word and make me stop. But she doesn’t.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, princess,” I lick her lips, sucking the bottom one into my mouth. “This body was made for me. This tight cunt was waiting for me. Fuck, baby, I’m never gonna stop fucking you.”
“I never want you to stop,” she whimpers.
I reach down between us and rub her clit. “I want you to come now,” I tell her.
She looks at me uncomprehendingly. Her eyes are wide, chest heaving. I change my pace, matching my thrusting to the rhythm of my fingers rubbing her clit.
Her eyes roll back. “Hunter, oh my god.”
“Come for me, princess.”
She closes her eyes, body bucking under mine, thighs trembling. I go faster, watching her face. She bites down on her lip and I know she’s about to burst.
She cries out and arches her back the moment it happens, her pussy tightening and clenching on my cock. Fuck!
I pound into her hard and fast, desperate for my own release. Her tits bounce as I fuck her, the bed slamming into the wall. “Hunter,” she moans, and it sends me over the edge. I blow, and it’s like a fucking gunshot the way my cum bursts out of me, jet after jet shooting into her womb.
I stay inside her for a long time, my body draped over hers, her tits pressed into my chest. Finally, I push myself off of her and reach out and untie her wrists. Grabbing her hand, I tug her up. “Let’s go.”
“Where?” she asks, sounding dazed.
“I want to fuck you in the shower.”
“But we just finished.”
I laugh. “I’m not done with you yet, princess. Not by a long shot.”