Page 172 of Boys Who Hunt

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Page 172 of Boys Who Hunt

Her eyes glimmer in the light, but she won’t say a single word.

But I don’t need her words to know exactly what she’s thinking right now.

I can feel her body zinging with pleasure, her pussy still dripping wet.

She wants this just as much as I do.

If only she could admit it.

“Say it. Say you want this hard cock up your ass,” I growl, tilting her head back even farther.

She looks me in the eyes as she murmurs, “I want it.”

“Louder,” I growl.

“But they’ll—”

“Let the fucking world hear it.” I thrust in deep.

“I want your cock,” she cries out, her ass contracting from the sheer amount of pounding I’m doing.

“Good. You take my thickness so well. It’d be a shame not to admit that.” I grab her face and keep her centered. “Look at yourself. Look at how well you take me.”

I plow in deep and bring my hand between her legs, flicking her clit until her juices roll down her thighs, and I swipe my fingers along.

“Look at how wet you are for me.”

I bring my fingers to her lips, coating them.

“Doesn’t it feel good?”

I dip my fingers into her mouth and spread her juices all over her tongue.

“Yes,” she moans. “Please …”

“Please what?”

“Please … make me come.”

A devilish smile forms on my face as I fuck her mouth just as hard as I fuck her ass.

“Good girl.”

Right when she gags, I pull out and spread her saliva all over her slit before circling it just the way she likes it. And within seconds, she falls apart, toes curling, nails digging into the wood, her eyes nearly rolling into the back of her head.

Still, I don’t stop fucking her ass through all of it, and I wipe her juices all over her ass for more lube. I pull out, spit, and thrust back in again, coaxing out more ragged moans.

“You’ll come from my cock in your ass alone, won’t you?”

She moans. “Oh God, I can’t.”

“Yes you can, little slut. I’ll fuck you from one orgasm into the next. I won’t fucking stop until you give me what I want.”

“What more could you want?”

“Isn’t it fucking obvious? I wantyou,” I groan. “Give me your fucking heart like you’ve given it to him.”

Her eyes flicker in the mirror, but she doesn’t say a word as I thrust in and out of her. She shakes her head again and again.




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