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I stiffened even more at the sight and knew I wouldn’t be able to tease him much longer before fucking him senseless.
My mouth watered at the thought of tasting him, so I slid farther down his body and took him between my lips. His dick twitched at my touch and his hands entwined in my hair. He whimpered as I flicked my tongue against his slit, and it was a sound that went straight to my balls.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Hunt.” I stroked his shaft as I peered up at him.
“What do you want to do about that?” He tilted his head to watch me, and his half-lidded eyes mixed with his messy brown hair and muscled torso made him the epitome of seduction.
I sucked him more, bringing him so close to the edge before pulling off his hard cock and squeezing his base to prevent him from coming. The moans had turned to frustrated growls, which pleased me just as much.
But soon, I couldn’t deny him anymore.
After finger fucking him and getting him as relaxed as possible, I used some lube and slowly pushed into him.
“Damn.” Hunter gripped the bed sheets and looked up at me with both pleasure and pain in his gaze.
“You okay?”
He nodded, and I kissed his slightly trembling lips as I moved farther inside him.
I tuned into his body, paying attention to his breathing, the tightness of his hold on me, and the soft sounds he made. Breaking our kiss, I looked at him as I went even deeper. He winced, and I nuzzled the side of his head, hating that he was hurting.
However, then the sting of it lessened, and he gripped my back with more purpose. I pulled out of him before driving my hips forward and pumping back into his heat, drawing a moan from both of us.
“I missed the feeling of you inside me,” he said, staring up at me withfuck meeyes. He parted his lips, and I captured his mouth, fusing our tongues as I continued fucking him.
The bed squeaked as I picked up my pace, pounding into him harder. When he dug his nails into my ass cheeks and moved his own hips upward, meeting each of my thrusts, I groaned and hung my head on his shoulder.
“Fuck.” I bit the base of his neck as he shuddered beneath me. “That’s it. Milk my dick, baby.”
Hunter gasped as I bit him, and his nails dug into me deeper, probably drawing blood but I didn’t give a fuck. “Mm. Don’t stop. Rightthere.”
I was in heaven as I fucked him, feeling his ass tighten as his orgasm took over. I reached between us and grabbed his dick, jerking him as cum shot onto his abdomen. And then I let myself go with him, coming so hard I nearly blacked out.
After rolling off him, I pulled him into my arms and pressed my lips to his forehead. My heart raced so fast that I heard the blood rushing in my ears. A damn weird feeling. Or maybe I was just so attuned to it because my body was crashing and I was sensitive to everything.
“We should be apart more often,” Hunter said, wrapping an arm around my waist and cuddling into my chest. “That was one hell of a reunion.”
I laughed and rested my cheek on his soft hair.
An ache tore through my chest, though. If I accepted the offer for three more years, that’d definitely happen: more time apart and postponing our plans…again.
I held him tighter.
“Everything okay, Cor?”
“Yeah,” I half-lied. “Just tired.”
I’d need to talk to him soon, but for now? I was going to put all of that shit out of my mind and make the most of my time with him.
History had a way of repeating itself, and as I lay there holding Hunter, I feared it might be true for us too.
Chapter 29
Hunter
Corbin was hiding something from me. There were moments when I caught him staring out the window or zoning, and when I’d get his attention, he’d look like a deer caught in headlights as he tried to remember what we were talking about.
Being a natural born worrier and pro at overthinking, the possibilities I kept coming up with did nothing to ease my anxiety.
