Page 69 of My Treasured Obsession

Keeping my eyes riveted on Hunter, I touched myself, rubbing my clit and moaning as lust built in my core and zinged through my veins like liquid fire. “Oh, God.”

“My name, baby. Otherwise, I won’t give you what you want.” Hunter circled one veiny hand around my throat in a primitive, domineering way. “And we both know you need me to eat your sweet cunt like it’s my goddamn job.”

“Hunter.” I moaned as his other hand got busy tweaking my nipples, alternating between pinching and slapping the rosy peaks. I liked a little bit of pain with sex. Hunter knew it too, based on the way he licked his lips in hunger, watching pleasure wash over me.

Eyeing my pussy as I rubbed circles around my throbbing bud, he growled, “Do you only touch your clit, Gabriela?”

I shook my head, pinching my clit lightly. “S-sometimes I like to ride my hand.” I whimpered. “Or use dildos.”

Hunter’s nostrils flared, the hand collaring my neck tightening. “Yeah?”

I bet he’d like seeing me use my toys.

“Y-yeah.” I bit my lip to tame my sounds, my orgasm surmounting.

“Put a finger in your pussy.” His deep tenor dripped with arrogance and control that just did it for me. “Fuck yourself.”

“I want you to fuck me withyourfingers.”

Hunter grabbed the underside of my tit in a rough squeeze and tutted. “Don’t demand like a brat.Asklike a good girl, Gabriela.”

I closed my eyes and whispered, “Please.”

“You want me to finger your cunt, little doll?”

“Tongue it too,” I added shamelessly, pausing my fingers on my clit long enough to say, “I also got tested recently and I’m negative. Please, Hunter. I’ll do anything to feel your mouth on me.”

“Fuck,” Hunter cursed, his tongue peeking out to lick his bottom lip like he’d been dreaming of tasting me…and I’d just handed him the golden ticket to the lotto. “How can I deny you when you beg so sweetly?” He grabbed my hands and made me cup the back of my knees, demanding, “Hold yourself open for me. Good girl. Just like that, Gabby.”

Every cell in my body shook with anticipation as I observed Hunter lower himself between me, his face lining with my pussy and his big palms skating over my inner thighs, making sure I remained spread for him like a feast.

His warm breath fanned over my swollen flesh and I released a breathy noise, unable to take any more waiting. It was so hotthe way his face darkened with lust, the way his jaw clenched, the way his stormy eyes collided with mine.

“If I do something you don’t like, tell me. I’ll stop,” he said. “And if I do something you like, tell me so Idon’tstop. Understood?”

I swallowed. “Yes.”

Hunter’s tongue flicked out and the flat of it glided slowly between my slit, tasting my cum like I was the finest meal at a five-star establishment before settling on my clit with a low, satisfied growl.

I jerked with a whine and my entire body arched under the stroke of his tongue, my heels coming to rest on his broad shoulders.

Hunter chuckled lazily at my reaction and scooped handfuls of my ass, dragging me closer to him and canting my hips for his ministrations. I rose on my elbows, the angle giving me the perfect view as he got straight to work. He began with slow flicks against my clit, gauging my reaction. I moaned in encouragement. Emboldened, Hunter increased his pace, licking me like a ravenous man, making my core clench and my toes curl.

“Hunter.” I whimpered on a particular swipe of his tongue. “M-more.”

“You like that, sweetheart?”

A breathy moan and my feet digging into his shoulders were my reply. I loved having my pussy eaten and Hunter was doing a great job at making me lose my mind. My orgasm crested again.

But suddenly, he stopped.

I nearly wailed from frustration.

Why, why, why…I wanted to come so bad and I wanted to comenow.

Hunter raised his head and met my half-assed glare. “Then tell me,” he grated, lips and chin glistening with me. “Say the words.” He kissed my clit. “Am I pleasing you?”

Oh, this one might have a praise kink. Just like me. “You’re doing amazing, baby.”