I'll Protect You

Chapter 41.

"I want to fuck you so bad," Hunter groans, pulling me closer to his bare chest.

"Hunter..." I moan, tilting my head to the side as his lips assault my neck.

Ever since the day Hunter admitted he loved me, we've been non-stop happy. The people in the house even give us weird looks at times when Hunter laughs at something I say.

"Is that what you want?" He asks, his breath hitting my neck making a round of goosebumps appear on my skin.

I must admit, ten days with no sex of any sort has been hard. Yes, the monthly visitor has come and gone and I'm just that much more h0rny. Who could resist a sexy Mafia boss?

"You know I do," I release a broken moan. My insides turning as Hunter strips off the shirt of his I'm wearing. My braless chest is revealed to his hungry eyes, and they trail down my body, stopping at my panties.

"These are very sexy," Hunter bites his lip, plucking the thin lace material making me bite back another moan. "But I'd rather have them off."

In one fluid motion, my favorite lace panties are ripped from my body. I look up at Hunter with astonishment clear on my face.

"Those were my favorite-"

"I'll get you a new pair," he smirks and presses his lips to mine, tugging at my bottom lip gently. I'm already wet for him and nothing's happened.

I help Hunter slide out of his boxers, his knee separating my thighs further.

"You're soaking," Hunter mumbles, his finger running down my moist slīt. "Always so ready for me, huh, baby?"

"Always," I arch my back as his finger slides into me. I need more. I need him. Inside of me. "Hunter...no foreplay."

He chuckles. "As you wish, pumpkin. But it's not exactly foreplay."

Hunter slides on the condom at an exceptional speed before I feel his tip press against my tight entrance.

"Mm..." I bite my lip, my finger nails digging into his biceps.

"You ready?" He asks. He'll never not ask.

"Yes..." I gasp, my fingernails for ever incresting into his skin as he slides into me.

This seems slightly painful for it being my fourth time. I'm usually well stretched...oh.

"I understand what you mean now..." I gasp, trying to get used to his size all over again.

"I hate to say it," he groans. "But I'm always right."

"Shut up and move," I tease, my back arching as he fully thrusts into me. The pain has completely gone and all the pleasure is coming through. "Hunter..."

"Fuck, baby," he strains, his hips meeting mine in every penetration. "The skipping of the foreplay is..."

"Hunter..." I whimper brokenly as he meets that one spot inside of my body. It has me quivering beneath him, my head falling back.

"Found it..." He grunts, hitting that same spot.

"Hunter!" I scream, the pleasure being way to much this early in the morning.

"Fucking Christ," he curses, making sure to roll his hips against mine and keep hitting my treasured spot. "I'm going to come."

I nod. "Oh god, yes..." I moan out.

The pleasure blurs my vision as I finally allow myself to let go and release around Hunter's huge length.

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