She was also aware he wanted to fuck, and told her often how he was going to drive his cock in her ass, and have her begging for more. Each time he stroked her, or said something like it, her arousal was piqued.
Hunter grabbed her, and in a few quick movements, had her on her knees as he slammed his cock deep inside her. She cried out his name, holding onto the sheet as he ran his hands all over her ass, spreading her cheeks.
“I wish you could see how sexy you look. Your pussy looks so good taking my dick. You’re all nice and wet. You love my cock, don’t you, baby?”
“Good, because I love giving it to you.” He pulled out only to slam back inside again. He did this several times, riding her pussy hard. She turned her head so that she could watch him, and he was looking down at where they were joined.
He slapped her ass, making her yelp. She pushed back against him, needing him to go harder, deeper. Sliding a hand between her thighs, she began to stroke her clit.
“I’m going to fuck this pretty ass,” he said, running his fingers over her ass. Every time he stroked her anus she felt the pleasure throughout, going straight to her clit.
She gasped as he slowly began to push a single finger inside her, going past her tight ring of muscles.
At first, it was painful. Not a scary kind of pain, but a little uncomfortable. His cock continued to thrust inside her, stretching her. She didn’t stop touching her clit either, and the pain morphed into pleasure.
His finger went past her muscles, and she began to rock that inside her as well. He was getting her accustomed to his finger before adding a second one.
“Do you like that, babe?” he asked.
“Yes. Please. Don’t stop.” She was so close. Pinching her clit, she bit her lip and then soothed out the pain with a gentle caress. She loved being filled by Hunter. His scent, his strength, all of it aroused her.
She was falling in love with the man that she had believed could only be sex. Pushing those thoughts aside like she did all of her others, she focused on his cock. As her orgasm drew near, Hunter let go, pounding inside her so the sounds of slapping flesh echoed in the air.
When she finally came, she screamed his name as he growled hers. They came together in a tidal wave of release. His cock pulsed as he filled her up, and her clit seemed to hum as her orgasm flooded her. They collapsed together with Hunter on top of her, squashing her.
“Your ass is going to be the death of me,” he said, kissing her neck. He nibbled on her neck, sucking on her pulse. Her body was so sensitive, and that touch seemed to send aftershocks straight to her pussy.
“You better wash your fingers,” she said.
He burst out laughing, and even that turned her on.
She was doomed.
The final shoot was not going well. Elise was happy, and everything was set up, but Hunter didn’t like other men seeing Payton with just her underwear on. Everything was tasteful, and nothing was seen. Her red nipples were covered, and the fine hairs on her pussy, but for him that body belonged to him.
“Instead of shredding cups, and pretending to not care, go up there. Help her out. She can clearly see you’re in distress,” Elise said.
“I’ve never felt this way about a woman before. This is her job, and they look amazing.”
“But you want to gouge out their eyeballs, and make them eat it. I get it, Hunter. You’re just like every other guy that is falling in love.”
“I’m not in love,” he said. His lies were going to get him in trouble.
The photographer shouted cut, and Payton grabbed the wrap, and started walking toward him.
“Don’t be an ass,” Elise said.
“Can I talk to you?” Payton asked, grabbing his arm.
He didn’t even get a say in the matter as she took him toward Elise’s office. This was the final shoot, and they had settled on the privacy of one of the rooms in Image Counts.
She folded her arms, and shrugged. “What the hell is your problem?”
“You wanted to talk to me.”
“Yeah, because you’re acting like a crazy person. I’m not interested in anyone else. I’m not a cheater. I’m with you. All of this, belongs to you.”
“I don’t like other men looking at you.”
“Well know that by the end of the night this is all going to be in your bed.”
He moved toward her, grabbing her ass, which he seemed to be doing a lot of just lately. He couldn’t help it. Whenever it came to Payton he lost all focus of everything else.
“I’m doing my job, Hunter.” She teased the lapel of his jacket. “Why don’t you come and join me?”