Page 69 of Hacking His Code

“I know,” he says gently.

“I’m sorry for—”

“You’ll do fine.”

His head glistens with precum, which I lap with my tongue slowly, savoring my first taste of him. He sucks in a breath, and I get a rush from knowing that I’m in control.

I inhale deeply, hoping I can take enough of his thick cock into my mouth to give him some amount of pleasure.

Stop being so dramatic. He’s a man that is about to have his dick sucked. He has no reason to complain.

Still, I want to make this as memorable as I can for him.

I stretch my tongue out, licking the tip before sliding the head past my lips. He gives a husky groan, and I feel his hips flexing with anticipation.

I take him in another inch, then another, making my way down his shaft and using my hand where I cannot reach.

“Look at me,” Hunter demands, and I force my eyes upwards to his.

The intensity of his gaze emboldens me, making me want to perform for him. I work faster, taking him as far back into my throat as I can manage and doing a damn good job of it if Hunter’s reaction is any indication.

He taps my shoulder. “Ari.”

I settle into a faster pace, my mouth and hand working in rhythm.

“Ari,” he says urgently.

His body begins to quiver, his legs shaking.

“Ari, I’m going to come.” He gently presses against my shoulder, but my desire to taste him is so great that I ignore his warnings.

Three pumps later, he explodes inside me, a hot gush of fluid rushing down my throat.

I don’t relent until he pulls me off, though his member is still hard. He tips my chin up, a look of reverence in his eyes.

“Remove your pants and panties and sit your ass on the chair,” he commands.

I obey, and as I seat myself, Hunter is already on his knees, lacing his arms around my legs, forcing me open for him.

He stares with lust-filled eyes for almost a minute before he finally brings his mouth to my core. Gone are the careful, well-planned licks from last night, exchanged for a tornado-style assault that brings me to the brink of orgasm almost immediately, and when he slides a finger into my aching cunt, a euphoric burst of pleasure blooms within me, and I’m sent spiraling out of control.

Hunter Davies is pure magic, able to do things to me I didn’t think possible.

After my body calms, he lays his head down on my thighs like they are pillows.

I run my fingers through his hair, cherishing what time I have with him. It’s not that I think he’s going to send me on my way, but I’m not naive enough to believe this will last. We are from two different worlds. Heck, he may as well have come from Mars. We’re so different.

“Arinessa,” Hunter whispers from my lap.

“Yeah.”

Before he can say another word, my phone rings. Annoyed, I pick it up to see that it’s the hospital calling.

“I have to take this.”

I hit answer and hold the phone up to my ear.

Arinessa:Hello?