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The sight and scent of it turned me on even more.

“That’s it,” I praised, hands clapping her perky ass. “Let’s get you riding till you’ve soaked me, yeah?”

My breath fanned over her flesh. She squirmed above me, more than ready. “Y-you’ll signal if I’m suffocating you, right?”

She weighed feather-like to me. There was no chance of suffocation. “Even if you do, there’s no better way for me to go out, Gabriela.”

Fear sliced through the desire in those hazy blue eyes for a brief second.

“Relax, doll, and enjoy the ride.” I cut off whatever she was going to say by slamming her horny cunt onto my awaiting mouth. She whined and I grunted at the taste of her, flicking mytongue to collect her arousal before zeroing in on that pulsing clit.

Gabriela moaned, her hips giving an experimental buck from my chin to my upper lip. “Hunt.”

“Yes, Gabby, let me give you what you need,” I rasped around the most delicious mouthful of pussy. Without delay, I got to work. Lapped the entirety of her slit. Sucked her clit rhythmically. Then thrust my tongue inside of her hole.

Gabriela whimpered like a spoiled princess, glancing down at me in pleasurable shock. Her thighs boxed my head and her fingers clutched my hair at the root, almost to the point of pain, but I loved it.

“Move your hips,” I ordered, voice thick and gravelly. “Make a mess all over me, sweetheart.”

Seeing that I was more than okay with her sitting on my face like a throne and hearing my encouragement, Gabriela sprang into motion. She rocked smoothly like a wave, getting used to the feel of her pussy surfing over me, and moaning as her clit got the right amount of pressure. Before quickly growing emboldened at my appreciative groans and rocking faster, engulfing the lower half of my face in arousal.

Fuck, yes.

My fingers dug into her thighs. Her taste melted on my tongue like sweet sin and her fragrance wrapped around my senses like heaven.

“Hunter,” she choked out, grinding that shiny cunt over me. “F-feels so good.”

Me too, baby, I wanted to say, but my mouth was currently occupied with her using it like a fuck pillow. My cock twitched against my stomach muscles. I could probably come from just this alone. Keeping one hand on her ass to hold her up, I grabbed my length with the other and jerked off.

The hallway rang with the melody of Gabriela’s pleasure-stricken moans as she rode my lips and tongue, the squelching sounds of her arousal as I fucking ate that pussy like it was my dessert, and the occasional smack on her ass to get her to work those hips faster. To show me how badly she wanted it. To prove how slutty she was willing to get for her orgasm.

Gabriela’s breasts bounced, back arched, eyes shut, and mouth parted as she moaned throatily.

“Mm, you’re so sexy, baby.” I groaned. “Fuck, look at you.”

And she did, craning her head to the side, her gaze peeking open enough to see our reflection in the hallway mirror. It was obscenely hot. Me, lying prisoner underneath my girl, fisting my cock, while she knelt over me, body working desperately to seek her release.

“Eyes on me again.” I gave her clit a series of flicks and sank my fingers deep into her ass. “I want you to watch me as you come.”

“Hunter.” She grabbed her tit and pinched her nipple. “I-I’m so close.”

It took less than another minute for her to come in a beautiful explosion, screaming and yanking at my hair as she was swept under the current of a powerful climax. Groaning, I lapped at her arousal like it was liquid gold, relishing her essence and the little porn-worthy noises dropping from her lips as she kept grinding, slowly coming down from her high.

Gabriela eventually slumped backwards, landing on my chest, panting breaths falling from her lips. The satiated glint in her eyes was a telltale sign. She’d had the time of her life. “Oh my God.”

I wiped the back of my hand across my mouth and licked my lips for the remnant of her taste. “Careful, Gabriela. You keep addressing me like that and I’ll develop a god complex.”

A light coat of perspiration glowed on her moonlight skin. She tossed her hair behind her shoulders and chuckled airily—almost sheepishly—in post-coital bliss. “I wouldn’t oppose, pretty boy. I’d say you earned it after that performance.”

I knifed up in a sitting position and she gasped before I grabbed the back of her neck and silenced her with a dirty kiss.

She sucked on my tongue like a man-eater.

I stood up and carried her down the hallway leading to my room.

Tossing her in the middle of my king-sized bed, I rasped, “Let me show you in all the other ways I can be godly, little doll.”

CHAPTER 34