Page 37 of Untamed

My smirk falls at the second mention of that fucker’s name. Gripping her hips, I grind her into me, letting her feel exactly what she does to me. Her eyes widen, a moan falling from her pouty lips as she rolls her hips into me.

My mouth meets the shell of her ear, “Maybe he is. But let’s not mention his name. Especially when we’re like this,” I growl, jealousy turning my muscles rigid and I can’t stop the irrational thoughts in my head. “Actually, how about his name never passing these pretty lips ever again.”

“Colter,” Mila whines with need, but I don’t think she knows what she wants or what she’s asking for.

I grind up into her, the smell of her arousal like a hit of dopamine straight to my head. She’s a living aphrodisiac and every part of me wants to claim her.

But no matter how much I want her right now, I refuse to fuck her on a dusty old couch. She deserves more than that. I might not be able to offer her much in terms of money, but I can make our first time together a little more romantic than a quick fuck in her father’s loft.

Romance has never been my thing, but for Mila, I will make the exception. It’s the least I can offer. That doesn’t mean I can’t give us what we both want and get us off. It just won’t be in the way she’s imagining.

Lowering my head, I let my tongue trail over her soft skin, my mouth lingering over the erratic pulse beating on her neck, lapping at it before sucking it into my mouth. I’m uncharacteristically gentle, careful not to mark her perfect skin as I pepper her with hungry kisses.

“Soon,” I groan out, pulling back to look at her.

Her blue-gray eyes are hooded, so full of lust, the sight nearly makes me lose it completely. But I have to take my time with her. Mila may have been with boys before, but she’s never been with a man like me.

With one quick move, I flip us, so Mila is laid out on the couch beneath me. She gasps, her little pink fingernails digging into my flannel. Kneeling between her thighs, I reach down,popping the button and pulling down the zipper on her little denim shorts.

I look up at her, my voice a rumble when I ask, “This okay?”

Mila blinks as though snapping herself out of a trance. She licks her lips, nods. “Yes, it’s okay. I want you, Colter.”

My chest tightens, the innocence on her face almost too much to bear. But her consent is clear. She wants this as much as I do. “I’m not going to fuck you, Sunshine.” Her face falls, disappointment clear in her eyes. My lips curl into a slow, devilish smirk. “But Iamgoing to eat your pussy.” Her body jerks at my words, and her reaction sends heat straight to my cock.

Gripping the waistband of her shorts, I ready myself to pull them from her body. I’m stalling, I know I am. But the reality of what I’m about to do hits me with a force so strong, my whole body tightens as I second guess myself.

Her soft hand lands on my forearm, pulling my attention to her. Mila watches me with soft eyes as she whispers encouragingly, “It’s okay.”

I inhale a breath, steadying myself, before leaning in, and pressing a kiss to her jaw, her lips, her temple. Fuck, I feel like a pussy. I wasn’t even this nervous when I lost my virginity, so why, when we’re not even about to fuck, does this moment feel so monumental?

I shake the thought away, to deal with another time, and start to pull her clothes from her body. She lifts her hips, helping me and within seconds, she’s naked from the waist down.

My eyes feast on her as I take her in for the first time. Bare, freshly waxed, pink pussy, which can only be described as perfection. I lick my lips, wanting nothing more than to devour her.

Movement snaps me from my daze. Mila squirms, her cheeks bright red with embarrassment. She tries to close her legs, but with my big body wedged between her thighs it’s impossible.

“Stop,” I command. Mila freezes, her gaze snapping to mine. “You will not hide from me, Sunshine, ever. You hear me?” She nods and I continue. “You have a beautiful cunt. I could stare at you all day.” Her lips part with a breathy gasp and I didn’t think it was possible, but her eyes dilate even more, pupils blown with lust

“I’v-I’ve just never done this before,” she whispers, her voice so quiet I almost miss it.

My brows knit together in confusion, and I tilt my head. “What? You’ve never had anyone eat your pussy before?” She nods and for a moment I’m stunned into silence. My blood heats, a possessive feeling consuming me as I stare down at her. If no one has eaten her cunt, does that mean she’s a… I let the thought trail off before it can form in my head. I don’t want to turn into a complete maniac and do something stupid. Like tie her to my bed and never let her go.

Aware that I haven’t responded, I let a smirk curl my lips, as I unbutton my own jeans. “Well, Sunshine, you’re in for a treat. You’re not ready for my cock, but I am going to eat your pussy. While doing that, I’m going to jerk off, and I won’t stop until we’ve both come. I want your juices soaking my face, dripping down my chin. I want to smell you tomorrow when I’m lifting hay and rounding up cattle.” Her eyes widen with my dirty mouth and I continue. “And when that little asshole glares at me tomorrow, I’m going to lick my lips, to remind myself of your sweet taste, and that he will never have you, no matter how hard he wishes differently.”

“Oh my God,” she whimpers, her hips lifting off the couch as tries to get closer to me.

Flicking the button of my jeans through the hole, my gaze stays locked on Mila as I grab the zipper and pull it down. The sound of metal on metal is the only noise in the room, and an ominous feeling slithers through me. The angel on my shoulder screams at me, telling me to think this through, to put a stop to it and do the right thing.

Unfortunately, the devil is louder. He jumps up and down with excitement, cheering me on and telling me to claim what’s mine.

He wins. Of course he does. Nothing could stop me now.

Gripping my waistband, I pull my jeans and boxer briefs down just enough to release my cock. It bounces free, and Mila’s mouth drops open almost comically. I want to climb up her body, shove my dick inside until I hit the back of her throat and watch as her pouty lips wrap around me.

“Like what you see?” I ask, wrapping my hand around my thick, long cock and giving myself a firm stroke.

Her gaze snaps to mine as she blurts, “You’re so much bigger up close.”

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