Semua Bab The Forbidden Fruit: My Alpha Step-Uncle: Bab 21 - Bab 30

AmberIt's like a crash course for sex. Which makes me anxious. My time as Hunter Black’s lover would be over in five dates. Five. Dates. And we’ve already done two of them. In just two days! The amusement park was the first—which ended in loads of sex in the wardrobe. Then, this—a car date. It must be a date. Why else would he hold my hand while we walked to the car? And then there was his jealousy talk. And then, the kissing. It's like we were a real couple. Also, a date with Hunter always seems to end with sex—and here we are. In his car. By the roadside. Under my family’s pine tree. Now I understand that dreaded feeling gnawing my intestines each time the pleasure subsides. Two dates in less than two days. At this rate, everything will be over before my next orgasm. Is Hunter doing it on purpose? I couldn’t analyse it further because my flesh was ringing with the heat of pleasure gushing in from my stroked labia. It’s crazy how a man of such beastly build and phy

AmberQuietly, that hand clasping mine drew me in. Then, he clutched my arm between his biceps and his body, so I snuggled against him as we moved through the hallways. “If you’re worried about Eva,” Hunter stared ahead, “I saw her left in her boyfriend’s car.” I heaved a sigh of relief, and he chuckled with amusement. But when I looked up to smile at him like a girlfriend would, when she’s happy to be with alone him, his jaw tightened. “But I can’t say the same about Ethan.”We were at the third floor—where the science labs are—and he pushed open the boys’ lavatory door. “Hunter!” I pulled back, leashing him from taking another step. “What are you doing? I can’t go in there!” But his arm caught my waist, and then he half-carried, half-dragged me in. I wanted to cry out for help. But, who would help me? And… take me away from him? How do I even explain why I am with him? Most importantly, if one person knew, then the entire campus would know. Including Eva. I clamped my mou

AmberI don’t understand the question. Just do whatever the fuck you want! Fuck me! Use me! Make me come a million times! As long as you’re with me, I don’t really care what you do to me!So desperate to be closer to him, I pushed my hooked ankles on his back, and his cock drove in further. A stream of pleasure gripped us both. And I bit my lower lip to muffle another burst of moan while he sucked my earlobe to silence his low, strained groan. “You little tiger,” he pinned my knees harder on the door to retreat an inch…then slammed in a mile. And as I bit harder to stifle another outburst while his mouth wrapped around my earlobe to silence his own sounds of pleasure as our bodies trembled in bliss. “Don’t bite yourself, tiger,” he snarled into my ear, his hot breath making my nipples hard and stimulated as they grazed against his strong chest, “bite my shoulder.” As soon as the words left his lips, he drew back and rammed in a more powerful one. And I sank my teeth into his sh

AmberSuddenly, that warm fuzzy feeling I felt when I was eight returned, and I pushed myself deeper into his body. “My favourite subject,” I began softly, “is—.” “Science.” “Literature.”We said at the same time, then his chest vibrated with a new chuckle. “Fuck, really? Damn, I really missed out a lot, haven't I?” But I didn’t want him to think so. “I’ve always loved stories—you know that.” I rested my cheek on his shoulder and he started brushing his fingers down the length of my hair. “Yes, you do. Your eyes lit up the brightest when it was storytelling.” I laughed. “That’s because you played the characters so well!” His chest rumbled with his silky laugh, which was contagious—I couldn't stop smiling. I wish time would freeze at this moment. As I told him the stories I’ve read so far without him—‘The Arabian Nights’ and all the other classics I’ve poured a myriad of emotions into—, Hunter listened to every word.I mean, I'd like to think that he was. His heart was beat

Amber“I barely touched you,” he breathed calmly, “and you’re already this wet.” I was too frustrated to hold back. “That’s because you slapped me there! Countless times! You made me this way! And you’re the one making out with other women—why am I being punished?”His voice frowned deeper. “Let’s stop this then.” “NO!” My pent up anger had just turned me into someone I don’t even recognise. “WE CAN’T STOP!!” “Then answer me truthfully, Amber,” he exhaled with the patience of a pastor, “who’s the whore?” “ME!” The mad scurrying hurled my voice like a broken hose. “I’m the whore!” “Are you ready for the recap now?” The fear of being spanked in the butt made me want to say no. But the promise of a shattering bliss still hung close, dangling like a carrot almost within my reach—and all I needed to do is—. “Yes….” I swallowed the trepidation. SMACK! “Louder,” he ordered. “YES!” I grunted through the sweet seizure. SMACK! “One—.” I pushed through the sharp jab of ecstasy, moani