Yes it was.
Hunter gently peeled my panties off and threw them at his shirt, apparently obeying his own word about keeping them. He ran his hands down my body, his own body shaking.
"It's been three years..." He whispered, and I only barely caught it. I was shocked. In truth or dare he had said he'd gone three years without sex, but I didn't think he meant that time was now. How could he have teased me so much when he could have just fucked me then? This was certainly a man of patience.
Then he placed his hands on either side of my head and looked at me.
"Ready?"
"Yes," I breathed.
He nodded and transferred all his weight to one arm so he could grab his dick. He rubbed it along my clit and ran it over the inside of my thigh for a minute.
"Fucking do it already!" I cried out, tired of him teasing. But he took his time.
He inserted the tip in, and put it in only about an inch. He kept doing that until I was near tears, begging him to fuck me over and over. Then he slammed it in so far I thought I could feel my soul leave my body. He began doing deep, slow strokes, both of us gasping and moaning uncontrollably. His arms shook by my face and it hit me: this is his first time in three years. And he choose me.
He kept his promise. This was nothing compared to my boyfriend's sex. This was an entirely different experience. I felt so much more comfortable, and his dick was on a whole different level. I was in heaven.
"Fuck, daddy, FUCK!" I screamed.
"Go faster!!"
He obeyed me and began going faster, but didn't stop going deep. I threw my head back and my moans turned to screams as we went. I desperately clutched the blankets around me, trying to find something to ground myself. I lifted my hips to match his thrusts. He picked my legs up over his shoulders, which opened me up to a whole new feeling as he began hitting my g-spot. Then we came. It was like electricity slammed through us both as we cried out in unison. He dropped my legs and collapsed onto me. I wrapped my arms around him and we laid like that for a while.
"Hunter," I whispered. He moaned in response.
"I think I love you." I said. He lifted his face and looked at me. I marveled at the feeling of his throbbing dick still inside me. It felt so perfect.
"I love you, Layla." He murmured in my ear.
