Page 73 of Chasing the Wild
“I—Uhh—” Apparently, he tongue-fucked all my brain cells out of me, because all I can do is stare at his groin.
He’s in total command.
I feel painfully naive.
What I do notice, other than the way his corded muscles in his forearm flex as he unzips his fly, is a foil packet peeking out from one of his hands that he must have gone to find.
Of course, the sluttiest part of me kicks up a silent protest, demanding to feel this man bare. I’m on birth control. I’m all clear. I will happily drop to my knees and politely whimper my request to feel his cock pulse and unload inside me. But knowing that he’s already had one run-in with an unwanted pregnancy in life, who could blame him for always using a condom.
Colt prowls towards me from across the room. “I won’t ever say no to fucking you while still wearing clothes, angel, but right now, I’m greedy enough to want to see every perfect inch of you.”
Oh, right. Getting naked…for him.
“Ok,” I breathe out. Insanely turned on and more than a little shaky, I retreat a step as he closes in.
Reaching behind me, I unhook my bra, letting it drop to the floor. Another step and I’m backed up against the wall. This feels even more sensual, the fact he’s demanding that I undressfor him, while drinking in the sight of me. Colt has slowed everything right down, and it’s only ramping up how needy I am to have him.
He sucks in a ragged breath as my nipples tighten even more under the weight of his gaze.
“And those soaking wet panties.”
Each frantic thud of my heart is in the back of my throat. Biting down on my lower lip, I hook my thumbs under the lace and lower them to the floor. While the man in front of me palmshimself through the front of his briefs. His pants hang loose around his hips, revealing that trail of dark hair below his navel and muscled v disappearing below the waistband.
With every agonizing second, he devours the sight of me. It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. Until now, I’ve only ever had sex with the lights off, fumbling around in a bed, covered up by sheets. No man has ever taken the time to watch my body like this.
I can’t decide if I want to be swallowed up by the floor, or lay myself spread out for him and let him drink his fill all day long.
“Christ.” There’s a deep rumble that comes out of his chest. “How the fuck am I supposed to get anything done around here for the next two weeks?” Colt is right in front of me now. Reaching to grasp my chin between thumb and forefinger, his molten gaze brands me just like the proximity of his body does against my nakedness.
He drags his thumb over my bottom lip, then presses down. God, I crumble beneath the possessiveness of that tiny action. Forget being naked while he’s still half-dressed. All this man needs to do is grip my chin and tug on my lip, and I’m ready to kiss his boots and plead for his cock.
Colt must read my mind, because the lines around his eyes crease a little, and there’s a renewed heat behind his hazel stare. I can’t help but shiver the longer he crowds me like this and doesn’t give me what I want so badly.
“Cold, baby?” His voice is raspy.
I shake my head. “God, no.”
Amber flecks spark and glow brighter around the inner ring of his eyes. It’s an honest answer, too. There’s so much heat pouring off his bare chest, I feel like it’s about a hundred degrees in here. My pussy is screaming for him, and my blood is racing in time with the force of the storm outside.
A low rumble fills the space between us. “I’m going to try and take it slow with you, sweetheart… if I do something to hurt you, promise me you’ll tell me.” Colt’s hands move down to where his erection strains against the front of his briefs, and my greedy eyes track every second.
The moment he pushes down the waistband and his cock springs free, I let out a soft whimper.
Jesus. Fuck.
I knew Colt had a big dick, but this… he’s thick and long and the smooth length is veined. I’m salivating at the size of him, while my pussy is already clenching in anticipation of whether or not this man is going to split me in half.
“Holy shit.” The whisper falls out of me.
He makes quick work of ripping the foil and rolling the condom over his massive cock. All the while, I’m squirming and staring and going out of my head with the anticipation of having him inside me.
I don’t want to go slow anymore. I want this man to pound into me and have me screaming this mountain down.
“Hold on tight, angel.” Colt reaches behind my thighs, hooking me around his waist and my arms around his neck. My back is shoved up against the wall, and I’m pretty sure if it wasn’t below freezing outside, this is exactly how things would have ended up in the barn.
Then he’s nudging at my core. With his jeans slung low on his hips, fisting the fat head with one hand, he guides himself against my entrance. It’s impossible to take my eyes off the spot where our bodies are about to join together in the most carnal way.
He presses forward, notching the tip just inside, and I gasp at the stretch. I’m soaking wet and so fucking turned on after having his tongue in my pussy, that he slides forward easily. Stilling and holding there, with just the head breaching me.
