Page 70 of Hot Shot
I grab the condom and rip the packaging open with my teeth before rolling it down my hard length. I climb onto the bed and hover over her, my cock nudging at her entrance.
“Is this what you want?”
“Yes, Hunter. Please. I need you inside of me. Now.”
Her demand makes my dick harder. I slowly push myself into her, inch by inch. She sucks in a breath, and I pause, remembering her telling me earlier it had been a while.
“More. Give me all of you.”
I do as she asks, filling her to the hilt. She hisses out a breath. “Are you okay, sweets?”
“More than okay.” She flashes a smile at me. “I’ve never been this full, and it feels so good.” The last word comes out with a moan.
“You feel so good too.” I want to move but I also want to give her time to get used to me.
“I need you to move. Please. Hunter.”
Her wish is my command. I pull all the way out, before slamming back in. Her hands grip my shoulders.
It’s been a while for me, and I won’t last long, especially not with the way her pussy is gripping my dick. Glancing down to where our bodies are connected, I almost lose it.
“Look at how well we fit, sweets,” I rasp. I glance up to see her staring down at where my dick is buried in her pussy.
“That’s so hot, Hunter. I’m so close. But I need more.”
I piston my hips and circle her clit with my finger.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” Madison yells.
I hope that no one’s outside because I know they’d hear her. Her pussy clenches around my dick and pulls me closer to the edge of my orgasm. A few more thrusts and I’m spilling into the condom on a roar.
Guess the neighbors heard me too. With a groan, I collapse on top of her, our sweaty bodies sticking together.
On an inhale, I roll over, pulling her into my arms. That was by far the best sex of my life.
I spend the next thirty-six hours thoroughly worshiping her body, and when I leave on Saturday morning, I’m exhausted. But it was worth it.
We barely left the bed, except to eat and help Judy and Curtis decorate for Christmas on Friday afternoon.
This has been the best Thanksgiving break I’ve ever had, and it’s all thanks to Madison, who’s invited me into her life and her family.
Chapter twenty-seven
Madison
“DoIreallyhaveto wear a blindfold?”
“Yes, sweets. It’s a surprise.” Hunter holds the blindfold in front of me. “I promise it won’t be for long.”
“Fine, but I’m picking the music.” I allow him to lean over the seat and tie the blindfold over my eyes.
When Hunter told me that he had a day date planned for us, I didn’t think it would be this much of a surprise, but here I am on a Friday morning sitting blindfolded in his truck as he drives us who knows where.
I know we’re not going far because he’s got a game tomorrow afternoon but also there are quite a few places that aren’t that far of a drive. So I have no idea where we’re going.
“Whatever you want, sweets. Hand me your phone and tell me which playlist.”
Once the music, my favorite playlist of Morgan Wallen songs, is on, I settle into the seat as Hunter puts his truck into gear and starts driving.
