MARKED BY THE HUNTER

10: THE INTIMATE WORK

My eyes widened at what I saw. A beautiful, fair woman with smooth skin. Her hair was long, black and curly.

The woman's body was facing the door so I could see her bouncing boobs. While a man was f*****g her from behind.

"Ahhh.." her moans continued. More softly and loud.

The woman's body was bent and her arm was around the man's neck. She was moaning as she felt more pleasure, with every movement of her body, it was not pain but intense pleasure that only a woman could know.

As they continued their intimate work. I became engrossed in the man because I couldn't make out to see his face, that part of the room was dark so I couldn't see his appearance. Instead, all I could see was the woman and her naked body.

This is my first time to see what really s*x is.. it soaks up my emotion, and brings personal happiness, a happiness that a body can do.

Until I didn't realize that my hand had risen, and inserted it inside my dress. I was rubbing my boobs and this is when the heat of my body began.

My burning feelings seemed to explode with happiness, wanting to reach something.. so I patiently stroked my boobs under my shirt, while I was standing outside the door.

The two people continued having s*x inside the room and kissed. Their kisses become more stickier than sticky rice.

My gaze turned around the hallway, from left to the right, there was no one.

So my gaze turned back to the room inside. As I was watching them, I wanted to get inside the room and join them, but I stopped myself.

"Ahh.." moaning continues.

Later on they change their position. The woman sat on the long table. And the man inserted his long d**k inside on her.

"Ahhh.." the woman moaned again. This time is louder. As I was standing outside the door, pleasure comes to me like an electric. My left fingers, started to crawl going inside of me below.

While the couple inside of the room continues to f****d. I can felt my fingers is now reaching inside of me, as if that man was f*****g me also. And even if that was an imagination only, I like it. I like to reach the peak of my climax.

The man pulled the woman's body to adjust it to the right position where he could move more easily with a strong thrust.

"Ahhh.. Shhiiit!!" I heard the man who was currently f*****g the woman, also moan. Like Bryle, he has those huge arms that can easily carry anything. Especially a woman's body.

The man rubbed the woman's two big boobs while continuing to f*cked her.

While I was here outside the door, I pressed my two fingers in and out, to my wet pearl below. The slowest and weak body of mine, is willing to become undersides with a man's strong thrust.

If that happens, I am the most crazy creature who released a loudest moan.

I almost stripped my own body, wanting it because of the pleasure I felt. Now, I no longer noticed that the belt made of fiber around my waist was slowly loosening and my upper clothes were almost spilling out.

In this body, I wish Bryle would come and f*ck me so hard. But no, he's just in my imagination.

The next thing that happens is the longest time of waiting, the climax of the two couples. They had s*x in an hour but still the man had not yet aroused his pleasure. Or else one of them should give up. But no. Their s*x continued.

"Ahhh.." the man moans.

But panic rushed through me.

Without thinking, I hurriedly fixed my clothes, my hands trembling as I tried to compose myself. My heart pounded loudly in my chest as I ran toward Room 23, desperate to put distance between myself and whatever tension was building from the other door of this room.

Bryle Fox came back so fast.

Before I could even catch my breath, he had already arrived and stepped into the room. There was something different about him this time. I couldn’t quite explain it, but it made me pause. The way he moved… it was almost unnatural, like the wind itself, silent, swift, and impossible to predict.

But what frustrated me the most was what I failed to notice. In my panic, I hadn’t realized that my clothes were still slightly open, leaving my boobs exposed in a way that made heat rush to my face.

"Are you okay?" Bryle asked when he saw me lying on the bed.

I feel the heat and redness of my cheeks.

"Yes. Of course. I just feel something hot. I need some fresh air." I told him.

Then I noticed that my legs were lying on the bed as if I let him see my pretty nails below.

"I feel hungrier now.." he said.

But what I understand is he wanted me to eat. Probably because I seduce him now. The reason is that I slightly hang up my legs in the pillow. My boobs are almost exposed as if I wanted him to touch it, to smack it, even if he bit his lips on my n*****s. I don't mind.

Gosh! I am so weak! What do I think about?

Embarrassment mixed with anxiety, and I could feel my composure slipping as everything unfolded so quickly.