❝ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ᴡʜᴏ ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
ʟᴏɴɢ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛs ᴏʀ
ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪᴢᴇs ɪᴛ ❞
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“Sit,” He says, rather calmly considering our intimate position.
“Sit?” I squeak, my legs trembling on either side of his face.
“Yes. Sit.” His words are followed by a rough stroke of his tongue between my slick folds. I bite my lip to suppress a moan. My hips lower, giving him more access. He sucks on my clit in a torturously slow manner, turning my mind hazy.
“I didn't say fucking hover. Sit on my damn face, Gabriella.” His words come out muffled as he attaches his mouth to my clit. Devouring me as if he were on death row, and I was his last meal. He grabs my hips, and lowers me down to his mouth, laying his head against my black satin pillow. I don't know how he's able to breathe since I'm literally sitting on his face.
My questioning quiets down when his tongue enters me, swirling around at a maddening pace. My hands find the headboard, holding on for support like my life depends on it.
“Hunter,” I croak, my mind too much of a hazy mess to mutter anything else. He groans into me, and moves his mouth to my clit, sucking gently.
“Do that again,” He says. My head falls back and my mouth falls open in a silent moan as he circles his thumb along my entrance.
“Say my name again.” He rasps, pushing his thumb inside me.
“Hunter,” I let out in a moan. He groans again, this time, more strained. More gravelly. More breathy. It sends a shiver down my spine.
Without warning, he starts moving faster. In and out. In and out. And at an ungodly pace, too. My legs tremble, and a shiver wracks my entire body, as he not only fucks me with his finger, but sucks on my clit like it's his favourite flavor of icecream. He licks and sucks, and I'm a squirming, writhing mess above him.
My orgasm comes fast. Smashing into me head first, and settling like a hot coal at the pit of my stomach. His muffled groan fills the air as I come undone all over his face.
♡♡♡
Hunter's soft snores reach my ears as my eyes flutter open. His hands are snaked around my waist, and his head, nestled in the crook of my neck. I'm not sure how it happened, but our legs are tangled together as well.
After he ate me out moments earlier, we'd watched a movie, and I'd fallen asleep in his arms. I guess he'd fallen asleep as well. The movie still plays on the TV in the center of my room, the volume on its lowest setting.
When I shift the slightest bit, I feel his arms tighten around me, and an unintelligible sound leaves his lips. I feel my eyes soften as I look down at him. His lips, a light shade of pink, are parted as soft snores fall from them. Every so often, his dark brows will scrunch together as if he were having a bad dream.
I brush a dark curl from his temple when it falls from the tension in his brow. My touch only makes his arms tighten further around me.
It hits me then, a familiar feeling I've only ever felt for one person. A near unbearable sense of compassion. The type that makes your chest pain, and your eyes water.
I never thought I'd feel this for anyone but Kaz. But, here I am, lying in the arms of someone I never thought I'd fall for. I love him.
I'm in love with Hunter.
My heart stings at the realisation. I love him, and I've only ever been lying to his face.
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