EroticReverie

Daphne 

It’s late and I’m laying in bed with Hunter in his apartment , curled up at his side smiling to myself in the dark as his fingertips brush my hair gently.  This is how a guy was supposed to make me feel.  Not make me question for years how he felt, and then bring me a precipice and throw me off the side to fuck a model. A man shouldn’t make me feel like I was an afterthought. I understood that maybe Roman had just been scared. But he didn’t need to hurt me the way he did. That was his choice. Hunter had made me feel coveted the second he opened his mouth to talk to me that night that he found me in the apartment lobby , reading in sweatpants. Hunter had selflessly let me figure things out on my own. He didn’t press me to choose him. He understood the fickleness of a heart. He understood why I needed to let myself try things with Roman. 

“What are you thinking about gorgeous?” Hunter asks as he lifts his head bringing his mouth to the crow of my head and kisses it. 

“Just about you.” I say quietly as my finger draws a lazy circle around his nipple. 

“Good things or bad things?” He asks and I lift my head and look at him and I realize he’s not teasing. He’s serious. 

“There’s not a single bad thing about you…other than the fact you own a bitch of a cat.” I say and he smiles.

“Youre so cruel to Mittens” he says and I laugh lightly and slip up, my breasts brushing his chest as I lean over him and kiss him.

“I think I’m..” I pause. Stopping my words. I kiss him again and his hand comes to my face. He lets me continue to kiss him. Our mouths moving slowly, softy. 

“Finish that thought” he says , his hand stroking my face as his nose nudges mine. 

It was too soon for this. I’d only just made my mind up. Only just decided that it was Hunter that I wanted to spend my time with. Hunter that I wanted to laugh with, cuddle with and give my body to. But it was his fault. Hunters fault for making me feel this way. 

“I think I’m going to fall in love with you” I say and I wait for him to tense. To retract from me or give me a wide eyed deer in the headlights look. I wait for the “playboy” my brother and Roman accused him of being to tell me that’s not what this is. But he doesn’t. Of course he doesn’t. 

“What if I’m already there?” He asks and I’m the one that tense. 

“What?” I ask softly and he smiles slightly. 

“Pretty sure I started loving you when I found you that night in the lobby” he says and he strokes my hair and slips his hands into it and I kiss him again softy. 

“You love me?” I ask , my voice shaking slightly. 

“Yes.” He says and kisses me. “I do.”

“Like…care about me love me or-“

He gives a little laugh and then shifts and moves over me, his knees shifting my legs apart as he gets between them. 

“I’m IN love with you Daphne” he says and I inhale sharply. 

“Really?” I ask and my voice cracks and my eyes sting with tears. Jesus Daphne. Get it together. 

“You gave me no choice” he says. 

“I knew you belonged with me the second I saw you” he says and his dick presses against me, both of us reaching down at the same time to guide his cock to my center. He smiles and then kisses me as his hand moves away and instead reaches up and behind my head, cradling it as he gently slips inside of me. 

“The second I was inside you, I knew you were mine” he says and I let out a breath as my body arches softly into him and I lift my legs and wrap them around him as both of his hands hold my head as he kisses me the softest and sweetest I’ve ever been kissed. It was crazy how much someone being this sweet could make your heart hurt. Make the pleasure hurt. Like it was all too much to take. 

“You can say it when you want to Daphne, you’re not going to scare me off, not a chance of that happening” he says and kisses my nose and then brushes his lips against my mouth. 

“I’m not afraid to love you, but I understand if you’re holding back…if you’re not ready” he says and I want to cry. Because Hunter was more than I could ever ask for. Everything he did and said made me fall for him bit by bit. 

His dick feels so good, the way he slowly fucks me, drawing in and out of my body as he kisses me again and again. Our kisses more innocent than what the lower halves of our bodies are doing.

I wanted to say it back. He deserved it. But I was too scared to say it. Too scared if I did that something might change or I don’t even know , I couldn’t say what I was scared of. Just that I was.

“I love you Daphne” he says to me. “You don’t need to say it back, so stop worrying about it”

“It’s not gonna change anything about how I feel” he says and I moan as he kisses me harder now. His mouth pressed to mine and then his mouth kisses my cheek , my forehead , each of his thrusts filling me with each kisses he places over my face. 

“I’m crazy about you” he says. 

“I want to spend everyday making you aware of how much I want you…how I’m pretty sure it would wreck me if I had to live without you” he says and I moan his name. My hands grabbing at his back as he thrusts a little faster. 

“Fuck, yeah, I’m so in love with you” he shakes his head and kisses me , our mouths parting now and our tongue finding one another’s as he makes love to me. And I feel it. The difference in sex when there’s actual love involved. How his body never seems close enough, how I wish there was some way for us to just fuse into one being. How I felt like nothing could touch us. 

“Youre so fucking beautiful Daphne” he says against my moaning mouth and I lift my ass from the bed. My hips meeting his as I let my head go back and his mouth drags along my neck. Kissing and sucking the skin that belongs to him. Nipping me with his teeth as he growls quietly. 

“God, we feel so fucking good together” he says and I moan and whimper. Nodding my head. 

“Youre so fucking perfect” he groans against my neck. 

“Hunter” I moan as he groans into my ear. 

Our bodies move together and he doesn’t speak and he focuses solely on the way he’s fucking me. His deliver every inch of himself into me with every thrust. Both of us moaning when he’s buried deep. When he’s all the way inside of me, filling me so good I want to cry. 

He keeps his pace , not going as hard or as fast as he normally does and it’s so fucking good.  It’s amazing either way, but like this I can feel him. Not just his body or what it’s doing to mine. But I can feel him , his soul, his heart and makes mine open up, letting him in, letting him claim what I was keeping guarded. 

“Hunter” I cry softly and he kisses my cheek and then my mouth and then is taking us, rolling us over so I’m ontop and I lift up and look down at him and he smiles up at me. 

“Jesus, you’re so pretty” he says as he takes me in. My dusty rose pink hair falling around me as I ride him slowly. 

“You make me feel so fucking good” I whimper. 

“You make everything better” I moan so he knows I don’t just mean his cock.

“I don’t know why I can’t say it” I whine and he grabs my hips. 

“Shhh, I told you it’s fine , don’t think about that, just be here, with me, like this” he says and I moan , riding him a bit faster, letting myself fall down on his cock as I wince and let out a tiny squeak as he goes deeper inside of me. 

“God, Daphne” he groans and his hands are sliding up and down my sides , his everywhere, moving all over my body and my face. 

“Jesus Daph” he exhales and grunts and grabs my hips, and starts to thrust. I cry out , placing my hands on his chest as my breasts bounce hard on my chest as we go faster , moving into our natural wild territory where we can’t help but to be greedy for one another. Needing more and more. 

“Oh god” I cry as my head goes back and he lifts up , bracing himself with one hand behind him on the bed and the other wrapping around my waist and pulling me tighter against him as his mouth goes to my breasts. 

His mouth is frantic and hot on my skin , his tongue lashing at my nipple, his teeth biting at my flesh and his mouth sucking my hardened nipples one at time as they bounce for him. His mouth groaning each time they slip from his lips and he dives back for them. Claiming them again. 

“Daph, baby, you’re gonna make me cum” he groans. 

“Yes” I breathe. 

“Cum with me, I want you to cum with me baby”

“Hunter” I moan his name and he groans. Holding back as I chase my orgasm. Bucking my hips getting my clit the contact against him that I need. 

“Fuck Daphne, fuck” he groans loudly and I let out a cry. 

“You’re killing me baby” he groans. 

“I can’t hold it Daph” he says as I moan. 

“I’m almost there” I gasp. 

“Not yet, don’t cum yet” I beg him and he groans. 

“Baby fuck, you need to cum right now Daphne” he says. 

“I’m gonna” I cry. “I’m gonna cum”

“Oh shit, oh shit”‘I cry my head going back as I feel myself cum. The explosive pleasure shaking me to my core as I scream out his name. He flips us as he puts me on my back. 

“Look at me” he groans and the second my eyes are on his , his jaw is slack as he cums a deep groan coming from his chest as his heavy lidded eyes look down at my own. 

“I love you too”‘I cry and he groans even louder. His hips jerking hard and he leans down taking my mouth to his as kisses me passionately as I wrap my legs around him not wanting him to pull out of me when he’s done. Not ever wanting him to leave my body. Needing him more than I’ve ever needed anyone. And I realize that maybe I loved Roman. I know I did. And maybe I always will. But I was in love with Hunter. Falling deeper with each touch and each word. I wanted to feel like this forever. 

And I prayed to a god I didn’t even believe in for it to always feel like this.