MOUTH FULL OF YOU

VERA'S P.O.V

Hunter's hands grabbed the sides of my face. He bent to meet me, taking my lips into his. His kiss was soft. It lingered on my lips even after he pulled back. He dipped in again, consuming them once more, this time, our tongues battled for control. His was more dominant as it pushed through my throat.

His hands dropped to my neck, encircling it. I ignored the sting of pain I felt. Enjoying the taste of his hot, wet mouth. He tried to pull away, but I didn't let him. I bite down hard on his bottom lip, dragging it out.

It was about time I fought for myself and punish him for everything he'd done, he deserved to feel the same pain I felt.

Hunter growled against my lips. He sucked hard on my tongue, mumbling the words "Fucking perfect," against me.

I'm not hurting him, only pleasuring him more. He pulled back, and I let him go, not biting him down like before.

"Open," he said, his hand still gripped my neck.

My mouth opened and Hunter salivated, spitting into my mouth. His drool dropped inside me, and I swallowed, loving the taste of his saliva. He went in for my lips again, his mouth moving hard, smiling against me.

At last, he pulled away, and our passionate kiss came to an end. Hunter's fingers grazed my lips. His fingers were still sticky and slightly wet from when he had fingered me.

"Open," he ordered, and I did as I was told, opening my mouth.

He pushed his fingers in my mouth, watching me taste myself. He replaced his fingers with his thumb, and I sucked it dry.

"Wider," he said, pushing his thumb deep down my throat.

I sucked some more and he nodded in approval, taking it out.

"Spit on my hand," he said, bringing his hands towards my face.

I spat into it, and he smeared it across his hand like it was lotion. Hunter straightened his form, towering over me.

His cock pointed directly at my face. He ran his hand over it, rubbing my saliva all over.

"Open your mouth," he whispered.

I stared at his cock in front of me, then looked at him and I knew I couldn't take him. He was too big, it would hurt, it wouldn't even fit and it would choke me.

"It won't fit," I said, weakly voicing out my thoughts.

"It has before," Hunter said simply.

"I'll be gentle...I promise," he whispered gently.

His second version came out for a second time—gentle like usual.

My lips parted, and Hunter rubbed the tip of his cock against them, pressing gently.

I opened my mouth more as he slowly guided his cock into it. I pushed back the loose hair that kept falling onto my face. He dragged his hand through my hair, pulling it in a fist, so it no longer got in our way.

My hands held his thighs as I positioned my mouth to the head of his cock. My tongue darted out, gliding up and down. I avoided his tip, which throbbed and glinted. Purposely, teasing him, just like he had done to me.

A smug look formed on my lips as I stole a glance at him. I was pleased to see the tortured expression on his face.

Hunter hadn't cum a second time, and it was taking a lot of self -control for him not to. But he was close, I could feel it in my mouth, like he was about to burst any moment from now.

My tongue glided over again, till it reached his balls. I sucked on them softly, Hunter flinched, letting out a low moan.

"Fuck. Stupid bitch," he said, as his hands grabbed the back of my head, impatiently.

He couldn't take my teasing any longer, so he slammed his cock further down my throat, gripping my head tightly. He didn't stop until his tip felt restraint.

My eyes watered as I gagged violently, struggling to breathe. He paused, allowing me to adjust to the full length of his cock. My mouth expanded as I tried to take him, my jaw almost snapping out of place.

"You good?" He asked.

I nodded once, taking in air from my nostrils.

He guided my head again, thrusting into my mouth, bringing himself towards my mouth over and over.

"Good girl," he praised, a smile formed on his lips.

He was pleased to see me do other things with my mouth other than cry, bitch, and complain. I sucked hard, my mouth consuming his cock entirely. Hunter watched me gagging on his cock through heavy eyes, his hands still moved my head in and out of him.

Hunter's thrusts got sloppy as he continued to fuck my mouth, rolling his hips to meet me. His cock was fucking swollen, and his moans got louder by the second.

Hunter's grip tightened as his body trembled yet again, reaching climax. He spilt down my throat, releasing everything he desperately tried holding back.

He pulled out, letting go of my head. My mouth was filled with his cum, leaking from the corner of my lips. I swallowed, trying to savour every drop of him as he watched me, clearly mesmerised.

I panted hard, struggling to catch my breath, when Hunter grabbed me, causing us to fall freely onto the bed, with me on top of him. He grabbed my waist, pulling me close, and now I'm straddling his lap once more.

"We're still going to fuck for real," he reminded me. "It's what you want," he said, eyeing me as he spoke.

I was exhausted, and I doubted I could handle whichever way he wanted to fuck me next. But he was right, it was what I wanted. I did want him to fuck me. It would be the cherry on top of the entire night, and of course, Hunter knew this.

My squirting cunt only confirmed I wanted to be fucked. His hips rolled, and I groaned, loving the feel of him.

Hunter said something, gibberish, or maybe something important. But I couldn't hear, I was too busy pleasuring myself, enjoying him so much.

Without warning, he flung me across the bed, landing at the far end.

*Yes. Treat me like shit even more.*