Third Person POVEleanor is lost in ecstasy, and so is Hunter. He watches her, wondering if this pleasure is enough to make her want to keep him around."You feel amazing," he mutters, his hands gripping her hips."Don't stop," she pants, her fingers clawing at his back.But the cabinet isn't ideal for what he had in mind. Without breaking their connection, Hunter scoops her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carries her to the bed.Eleanor clings to him, their lips crashing together in a heated kiss. He lays her down on the bed, his manhood slipping out momentarily. She whimpers at the loss, but he’s quick to re-enter her, thrusting deep and hard.Her cries of pleasure fills the room, driving him wild. He can feel the tension building within him, but he is determined to make this last."Fuck, Hunter, you're incredible," she moans, her hips bucking against him.He smirks, pushing her further into the mattress with each thrust. Eleanor's breath hitches, her eyes fluttering sh
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