Page 201 of My Treasured Obsession

“My needy girl.” He groaned and rolled his bottom lip into his mouth, pushing another inch inside of me. “You’re doing amazing.”

His fingers resumed polishing my clit and I moaned, toes curling. Gingerly, my hand rose to cup his bristly cheek. He screwed his eyes shut, undone by my touch yet still keeping himself in check. “A-all the way in, Hunt.”

My sentence severed the last thread holding him back.

Hunter snapped.

With a final thrust, he seated himselfall the wayinside of me.

We both groaned simultaneously, shaking and panting.

Hunter felt even longer, bigger, and thicker than ever.

His dick practically throbbed inside of me in tandem with my clit. “Play with yourself, Gabby,” he growled. “I want to watch as I fuck your tight little hole.”

My toy was lubed up and ready to go. When I brought it over my pussy, I moaned and tensed around Hunter’s cock.

“Mmfuck.” He bit his bottom lip and withdrew his shaft. Before thrusting back in, slow and steady. I whimpered and met him thrust for thrust. “There she is.”Thrust. “My naughty little doll.”Thrust. “Giving her favourite football player a wet pussy and virgin ass to wreck.”Thrust. “Fuck. Just like that. Squeeze around my dick. Make me fill you with my cum. God, you’re perfect. Doesn’t this feel so good, baby?”

Hewas perfect. So. Damn. Perfect.

Extremely sensitive and unable to speak, I managed a nod. Thriving under his commands. Moaning as I played with my clit. And gasping from the pleasure of having my ass pillaged by Hunter’s thick cock.

One of the things I loved about Hunter was even when he was losing control, I was still his first priority. He was never rougher with me than what I could tolerate and never putting his own release before mine. “Harder,bello. I want it.”

“You want it harder?” he snarled. “I’ll give it to you harder.”

It wasn’t a threat, but a promise, and he delivered.

Hunter’s punching hips met my ass as he drove his cock faster inside of me. And I could do nothing but lie there and fuckingtake,take, andtake it. The room rang with a chorus of my screaming moans, the crackling of fire, and the obscene sounds of our bodies slapping together roughly. Our lovemaking felt otherworldly. I was a liquified mess underneath him. I touched, tasted, smelled, saw, and heard only Hunter Saint Warren.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I chanted mindlessly as another orgasm crested.

We made out sloppily before his mouth poised at my ear and his dark voice hushed dirty talk that set me aflame. “That’s a good girl, letting me enjoy my reward after such a tough season.” He wrapped his hands around my ankles, uncrossed them from behind his back, and brought my legs down by my sides, until my knees practically touched my shoulders, and my feet dangled in the air. I screamed at the new angle. His menacing and lustful gaze told me he enjoyed seeing my body folded vulnerably as he bore down harder. “Keep your legs spread wide for me. I plan on using your holes all night long, little doll.”

My gaze was awash with disbelief and pleasure. It felt good. So. Breathtakingly. Good. “Hunter!”

Smirking roguishly, he held the back of my legs and screwed his cock even deeper into my ass. “You’re the hottest groupie slut, Gabriela,” he crooned in a sweet, husky voice. “Your ass is gripping me so tight.”Thrust. “And your pussy is making a creamy mess.”Thrust. “Fuck yourself with two fingers.” Thrust. “Show me how good you squirt when I ride you deep.”

Fuck, he was an alpha through and through. I did as he demanded. Two fingers in my pussy to rub my G-spot, one toy over my swollen clit, and a rock-hard dick tunneling in and out of my snug channel. All inching me closer to my precipice.

Our pace was wondrous. I could feel himeverywhere. “Oh my God.”

“Yours,” he vowed.

“Yes.” My god of the sky. My sweet ruin. My fierce protector. “Mine.”

Sweat rivulets ran down our bodies. Handprints blossomed over my ass from his spanks. Nails raked across Hunter’s back as he loved me harder, drinking my moans with his sensual kisses. He played with my bouncing tits. Licking, sucking, tugging at my nipples. And when he collared my throat again and stared down at me with unadulterated gratification, it was evident he was seconds from coming.

“Don’t stop. Don’t stop.” I moaned choppily. “I’m almost there!”

He panted, his black hair sticking to his temples from the exertion. “I’m right there with you.”

“Come with me, pretty boy.”

“Fuck, Gabriela!”

And mere seconds later, we came together. Hunter buried his face in my neck, groaning raggedly as he emptied inside of me, and I screamed loudly, my release splashing between us.