5. Hunt

CHAPTER 5

HUNT

"Hunt," Molly whispers against my lips, her soft body wrapped around mine. The warm water laps against us as we float, lost in each other. Her hands drift through my hair, driving me crazy. "I want…"

"Tell me, goddess." I nip her bottom lip before plunging my tongue back inside to kiss the taste from her. Jesus, I can't get enough of her. She tastes so fucking sweet, like sin and chocolate. My hands rove down her body, feeling every dip and curve along the way. I grab handfuls of her ass, squeezing both cheeks.

"That," she gasps, her head falling back on a moan.

"You want me to touch you?" I drag my lips down her throat, making sure my stubble rakes her delicate skin before my lips and teeth do. "Or do you want more, sweetheart? Tell me, and it's yours. Whatever you want."

"More," she pleads sweetly, making my fucking cock ache. Her legs twine around my waist, putting her sweet pussy right up against my cock.

I groan, burying my face between her tits in that tiny bikini top as my hands find their way under her bottoms. I grip her bare ass, grinding her against my dick as I lick the chlorinated water from her skin. She pulls my hair, moaning my name.

"Stop me if I go too far, Molly," I rasp, my fucking heart in my throat. "If you don't, I won't stop. I'll take everything."

"Do it. Take it." She pulls my hair again, trying to guide me toward her breast as she rocks her hips against me. "Please, Hunt."

Ah, fuck.

I palm her ass before slipping my hand around her perfect body. She trembles in my arms, soft and sweet, practically begging for me to take her to heaven. Who the fuck am I to tell a goddess no? My fingers brush her mound, feeling her slick juices against them. Fucking hell. She's soaked.

"Hunt!" Her voice echoes around us as I part her slit with one finger, exploring and teasing. She cries out again when I find her hard little clit. I watch her face as I run my finger in circles, driving us both mad.

"You like that, goddess?"

"Yes! God, yes. I didn't know it'd feel so good."

I freeze, staring into her wide, dilated eyes. "You're a virgin, aren't you, Molly?"

"Yes," she whimpers.

"Has anyone ever touched you before me?"

"No."

"Ah, fuck, sweetheart. You really shouldn't have told me that." I crash my mouth down on hers, stealing her breath as I grind my thumb against her clit, slowly pushing one thick finger into her. She's so goddam tight around it. Fucking hell. I want that to be my cock. No. I need it to be my cock.

I fuck her with my finger, stretching and filling her, pumping and twisting until she's digging her fingernails into my scalp and sobbing my name. She comes with the sweetest little cry of ecstasy, clamped down on my finger as if her body aches to take it deeper.

Before she's even finished, I'm striding toward the steps and wading out. Water sluices from our bodies as I carry her toward one of the massive loungers and spread her out.

Her little bikini is no match for my impatient hands. The strings unravel in seconds, leaving her bare to me. She's so fucking beautiful, wet and glistening, flushed with arousal and trembling with desire.

I crawl over her, licking a path up her leg. She spreads them wide without a single protest, her eyes locked with mine.

"Hunt, please."

"I'm going to eat you, and then I'm going to fuck you, goddess," I growl, sinking my teeth into her inner thigh just hard enough to make her cry out for me. "Stop me now if you don't want it."

"Don't stop. Please don't stop," she pleads.

The first lick is pure fucking heaven. I taste the water from the pool, but I taste her, too. Sweet. Tangy. Perfection. I lift her legs over my shoulders and fucking devour her, licking and sucking, eating her like a man starved for her taste.

She shouts my name, pulling my hair again. Her heels dig into my upper back as she pushes herself closer to my mouth.

"That's it, sweetheart," I groan against her pussy. "Ride my tongue."

She comes with a startled cry, gushing into my mouth. I lick up every fucking drop, not stopping until she's coming all over my face again. She claws at my shoulders, trying to wriggle away from me.

I chuckle, bearing her down beneath me. "Where you going, goddess?"

"It's too much! Too much!" she gasps, her blue eyes dazed.

I grin, kissing the fuck out of her as I drag my swim shorts down. She's lucky I put them on at all. I considered going without them but figured she'd be more comfortable if I wore them, at least for a little while. "It's not nearly enough, Molly. Not until you're doing the same thing all over my bare cock."

"Oh, God," she groans.

I drag her bottom lip through my teeth as I drag my cock through her dripping folds. "You said I kiss like a god. Let's see if I can fuck you like one, hmm? Think I can get you pregnant the first time, sweetheart? Or do you think I'll have to come in this perfect little pussy a few times before you're nice and bred for me?"

"Hunt!" Her eyes fly to mine.

"I'll do it a few times," I murmur, rocking my hips against her. Fucking hell, her hot little cunt feels incredible against my dick. "Just to make sure you're dripping my cum every time you move and carrying my baby before you leave my bed in the morning."

"Oh my God," she moans, her nails embedded in my shoulders. But she isn't telling me no. She isn't trying to stop me, either. In fact, every time I talk, she spreads her legs wider, and her eyes grow darker. She wants me to breed her. She wants me to leave her dripping my cum.

"Hold tight, goddess. Bite down." I bury my face in her tits, attacking her sensitive skin with my teeth as I line up with her little hole. I move from nipple to nipple, sucking and biting. "You're all mine now."

I push forward, taking my sweet fucking time burying my cock inside her inch by inch. Her nails rake down my back. Her teeth sink into my shoulder. She sobs against me, biting and clawing as her hymen tears against my cock. She isn't in pain, though. She's in fucking ecstasy. I feel her fluttering around me, sucking me in deeper, already on the verge of shattering for me.

"Fuck, goddess," I groan, the heat of her pussy wrapped around my cock driving me fucking wild. "You feel so fucking good. I should have known you'd be perfect." I brush my lips against her ear. "You were worth the wait."

A startled gasp flies from her lips. "Hunt, are you–?"

"Not anymore." I nip her ear. "Neither are you."

I snap my hips forward, burying myself to the hilt. She sobs my name. I groan hers. And then I begin to fuck her in earnest, pulling almost all the way out before I thrust forward again, driving myself deep into her tight, welcoming heat. I have to fight for every inch. But Christ, it's worth it. Every thrust, every gasp, every shudder is heaven.

We kiss and rock and groan, moving as one as we fuck and touch, lost in each other. I gasp her name, and she moans mine. I bite her lip, and she sucks on mine. She pulls my hair. I tangle my hands in hers. We're in complete sync, fucking like our lives depend on it.

"That's it, Molly," I growl when she locks her legs together around my waist, rocking against me, practically riding me from beneath. "Take what's yours, sweetheart. Fuck me."

"I'm going… Oh, God, Hunt. I'm going to come!"

"Good girl." I attack her mouth with another searing kiss. "Make a mess of my cock before I breed you, goddess. Let me feel it."

She trembles, her inner muscles fluttering around my shaft before she throws her head back, my name breaking from her lips in a loud cry. Her juices soak me as her muscles clamp down around me, and she shatters in my arms.

I roar, pounding into her as I follow her over the edge. I bury myself deep in her perfect cunt and still as my balls pulse and cock throbs. I come hard, my face pressed to her chest, my lips wrapped around one hard nipple.

My heart pounds like a sledgehammer, trying to beat its way free of my ribcage. She moans beneath me, shaking in my arms.

"Fuck, Molly," I gasp. "Fuck."

"Hunt," she moans, clinging to me.

I roll us so I don't crush her, pulling her up against my chest, my hard cock still deep inside her. I don't think I'm finished with her yet. Not by a long shot. I already want her again.

Jesus. What's she doing to me?

Making you fall in love, you idiot. You're falling in love.

I am. Except… I've fallen thousands of times. Every fucking day on the field, I fell. Even with pads on, the shit always hurt. This doesn't. It doesn't hurt at all.