Page 23 of Bounty Hunter's Obsession

Halo puts herself between my legs and scoots back so she can take my cock into her mouth. She lets her saliva build as she moves her face up and down along the shaft, trying to swallow every inch.

“Fuck yes. Daddy loves it just like that.” I grab the sides of her face and move her up and down, rocking my hips into her. She keeps her mouth open, sucking every few thrusts until I can’t take it anymore. I need to be back inside of her.

I pull Halo’s face to me, so I can kiss her. The flavors and sensations of what we make together are a balance that makes me crave her more. My tongue pushes in and out of her mouth as I use one hand to move her body over me and the other to hold her in place.

I guide my erection back inside of her and sit her down before pulling away from our kiss. Her reddening lips and the way her breasts sit low with their nipples begging for my attention make my brain delight in trying to figure out what I want next.

What does she want?

I begin to play with her clit as Halo finds the confidence to move back and forth with me inside of her. Back and forth, up and down. She finds a rhythm of her own, getting lost and not caring what’s going on with me.

She closes her eyes and grips the sheets beside me as she lets her body chase its own orgasm. A few moments later, she’s bouncing vigorously, the sound of our bodies reaching the climax together filling the room. I want to bring her to that last orgasm, but I want her to do this for herself first.

“Yeah, ride Daddy’s dick, baby girl.” The sound of my words makes her move faster, rolling her hips like we’ve always been meant for each other.

We keep this up for a minute or two before I have to switch positions one last time. With me directly on top of her, gazing into her eyes. The connection between us locks and I let loose, spreading her legs by pushing down on the inside of her thighs.

“Look how good you’re taking this dick, baby girl.” I watch her eyes move down the trunk of my body for her to see me stroking her pussy. Her mouth opens. She licks her lips and shifts her gaze back to me. I tell her, “Squeeze those titties for me.”

She does what I tell her, grabbing, kneading, and squeezing her tits together that makes me roll my eyes trying to stop myself from fucking them. Another time.

These last few minutes fly by as I find my climax building. She clenches around me, and I lean down to suck on her fingers as they pinch her nipples. My mouth moves between them, sucking, gently biting, and coaxing her into another orgasm where I pick up my pace to reach my own.

“You want me to come in this tight little pussy?” I ask her, grunting as I’m fading into a space that tells me I’m not going to last much longer.

“Yes, Daddy. Come inside my pussy. It’s all yours.”

“Dirty little girl,” I growl as I dive in and out of her until I reach the sweet release of pulsating pumps. My liquid climax empties inside of her, and I stay there until it stops pulsing. “Fuck.”

She huffs out as I gently move out of her to lie on the bed.

“Is it always like that, Daddy?” she asks.

“No, sometimes it’s quick, sometimes it’s slow, but it’s always going to be good.”

She giggles and moves in close to me where I find myself dozing off. Comfortable with the woman of my dreams drifting to sleep in my arms. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.

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HALO

Soreness.

I’m not expecting this amount of soreness after sex. I imagine this is what it feels like after riding horses, and Hayden is certainly hung like one. It’s like I can still feel him inside of me.

The way he takes control, the dirty words that come from his mouth, I feel like I want him all the time. I guess this is why sex can cripple some and manipulate others. With Hayden, however, I feel like it’s just another layer of perfection I feel when I’m with him.

The minute I wake up, I’m ready to go again, but Hayden’s fast asleep beside me. He deserves some rest. So I push myself gently away from him and head into the bathroom to wash the stickiness of our session from between my thighs.

The way he touches me, I want to do so many things with him and sex is in the top five of that list. Hell, it’s the entire top five. I wonder if I tell him about some of the things I heard the dancers talking about, he’d be willing to do them with me.

The shower is a soothing time for me, letting my thoughts and ideas drift to what we’re going to become. I know deep in my soul that Hayden’s never letting me go. Maybe I’m being naive, but I don’t care. The way that man makes me feel is like nothing I’ve felt before.

I know he wants me. He wants to take care of me. He wants to protect me. There’s a nagging feeling that I have to put out of my mind that this stuff with Tony isn’t quite over, but with everything that’s happened, what else can Tony do to me?

I decide that while Hayden sleeps, the least I can do is make him something to eat. He’s done so much for me and refuses to let me take care of him in some way. I guess this is going to be one of the things we have to navigate in our relationship.

Shit. This is a relationship. We’re going to do this forever?

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