Free Now, Please by Willow Summers

foul.
    Kind of.
    I backed out as he stood. As I moved back to my room, he met my eyes. I didn’t bother saying a word, just walked through the door. A flash of regret crossed his face. He knew what I was doing, and why.
    I didn’t let it affect me. I needed his body against mine. I needed him inside me. If I had to go to bed alone, I’d do nothing but think of him. I didn’t care how deeply I was in—I was beyond being able to deny myself.
    I lay down on my bed and flared out my hair, settling into a sexy pose as he entered. All he wore were silk boxers, having removed the rest of his clothes before stepping into my space. He approached the bed like an animal sensing prey. His eyes burned as they devoured my body.
    He moved onto the bed until his side was pressed up against me. His hand ran over my stomach, feeling the material, before moving up, over the swell of my breast.
    “You’re so beautiful.” His lips trailed along my jaw. He reached between my thighs, nudging them wider before moving the material away from my bare sex.
    His breath grew heavy as his fingers trailed up my wet slit before circling the top lazily. One finger dipped into my body.
    My breath hitched and my body arched. I spread my legs wider. Another finger joined the first as he lightly sucked on the fevered skin of my neck. His fingers plunged, making me grab for him.
    His mouth moved down my chest. He pulled lace to the side, revealing my breast before sucking in a constricted nipple. I gave a strangled moan as his fingers moved more rapidly. Pleasure unfurled and moved through my body. I arched again, running my fingers through his hair.
    He lifted my nightie and then kissed down my stomach, circling my navel with his tongue. His big body moved between my legs, sinking until I felt his hot mouth on my core. I cried out, arching up.
    His fingers worked faster as his tongue swirled, firing shocks of intense desire through me. Pleasure wound through my body, tightened me up. I shivered and gyrated my hips up wildly. My muscles flexed. My breathing turned ragged. “Oh… Oh G… Oh— ”
    An orgasm rocked through me. I convulsed in ecstasy, squeezing my eyes shut as my body shuddered within the waves of pleasure.
    “Good gracious,” I said in a breathy voice as all my muscles began to relax.
    Hunter moved up quickly, not giving me long to revel. He pushed his briefs down and then off. His fingers wrapped around the base of his cock and moved his tip from the bottom to the top of my wetness. He positioned at my opening before laying his body fully on mine. He licked and bit up my neck as he pushed forward.
    “Ooooh.” I sighed as he filled me. My eyes fluttered as I stretched around him, so deliciously full.
    Pleasure started battering me almost immediately. I scratched up his back and squeezed his middle with my thighs. His thick length moved within me. My hips swung up to him, taking him deep. With panting breath, I pushed his face up until his lips hovered just above mine. I could feel the heat of his breath and the roll of his body.
    My hands trailed down his broad back to his butt. I gripped harder, pulling him into me as my hips pushed up to meet him.
    “Yes, Olivia,” he growled, pounding into me. He hit off me with a wet smack, the sounds of sex filling the room.
    “Mmmm, harder ,”I said, closing my eyes.
    His body rocked into me with more force. So deep. So filling.
    I hugged him close as he labored. “Yes, Hunter,” I said, rocking up.
    “Livy…” His voice coated me with longing. With both passion and pleasure, but also with a feeling deeper than I’d heard in his voice before. More substantial.
    I opened my eyes to see him looking down on me, his eyes liquid brown in the dim light. His gaze settled on my lips as fear covered his face, but still he bent toward me, barely glancing his lips off mine. “Livy…” His emotion showed in his eyes, in his deep, passionate thrusts, making it impossible for me to speak.
    I rose,