Page 41 of Untamed

“None of that,” I tell her, pulling my finger away until she looks back down at me. “I want you to watch as I devour this sweet little pussy of yours, River. Watch me while I make you come.”

“God, you’ve got a mouth on you. You know that?”

As an answer, I lick right up her seam and suck hard on her clit. Her hips jerk off the bed, and she lets out a sharp cry from the pleasure. Wrapping my arms around her hips, I hold her greedy pussy to my mouth, devouring her like she’s my final meal.

“I think you like my mouth, firefly.”

She moans again when I dip my tongue inside of her, tasting her arousal. Fuck, she tastes good. I could drown in her, eating her out until she has so many orgasms she can’t walk. I don’t even need to get off. This is enough.

One of her hands shoots back to my hair, tugging it hard enough to make my eyes water. But it just urges me on, and I lock eyes with her while snaking a hand back between her thighs to slip a single finger inside of her. Those sexy lips part as she rotates her hips, searching for more.

“Do you like this, River?” I ask, teasing her with soft strokes of my tongue as my finger slips in and out of her.

She nods and bites her bottom lip, her eyebrows pulled together as she watches me.

“What about this?” I add another finger, and then another, stretching her as I suck her clit into my mouth and tease it with the tip of my tongue.

“Oh, god,” she groans. “Fuck, Hayes. I’m gonna come.”

I don’t answer, just keep doing what I’m doing. My fingers move sloppily inside of her, making obscene noises echo through the bedroom. Her stomach is heaving with each gasping breath, and before long, her pussy strangles my fingers, pulsing hard around them as her orgasm racks through her.

I watch it all, from the way her eyes roll back to the way her other hand curls into the sheets. Her body is damp with sweat, and I can see her nipples poking out against the lace, begging to be sucked and bitten.

“Hayes.” She takes a deep breath as I pull back from her thighs and begin to strip off the rest of my clothes. “That was…phenomenal. My god.”

River props herself up on her elbows, giving me a gorgeous view of her flushed face and wild hair. She watches me as I shove my jeans down my legs and then do the same with my boxer briefs. My cock stands out, hard and so fucking ready, from my body. And I love the way she stares as I stroke myself.

“I think it’s my turn,” she says, her voice raspy with lust.

She licks her lips and slides down the bed, onto her knees. Fuck, the sheer sight of her on her knees for me is enough to do me in. It’ll be a miracle if I don’t blow within the first five seconds.

And then her hands are wrapping around my base while she leans in to lick the sticky precum from my tip. My toes fucking curl. It should be illegal to feel this good. She hums when I collect all of her inky hair into my fist and begin to guide her up and down my shaft.

Those full lips of hers struggle to take me, and when I hit the back of her throat, it takes her a second to let me slip past. I make some incoherent noises as I lift up onto my tiptoes, all of the muscles in my body tightening and singing with pleasure. I pull her off with a pop, and she wipes the corners of her mouth while she stares up at me, a knowing little grin on her face.

“What’s wrong, Hayes?” she asks, her nails running up and down my thighs. “Been a while?”

“Oh, River,” I say, laughing as I pull her up off her knees. “You are so gonna pay for that.”

“Oh no.” She pouts, sticking out the full bottom lip before turning around to face the bed. As she crawls on top of it, giving me an amazing view of her plump ass, she looks back at me. “Are you going to spank me, Hayes?”

She wiggles her hips, and I almost come at the sight. Fuck, where has this River been my whole life?

I crawl onto the bed next to her and pick her up, laying her over my lap. My cock is standing stiff between my stomach and her waist as she hangs over my thighs. She’s propped herself up on her forearms, looking back at me with lust in her deep blue eyes. The amount of trust I see there fills my stomach with warmth.

“You like to be spanked, River, baby?” I ask her as I rub my palm over the curve of her ass.

She nods.

“Use your words, please.”

“Yes.” Pink splotches appear on her cheeks, and she struggles to meet my gaze.

“You like it a little rough, firefly?”

“God, Hayes.” She takes a deep breath. “Don’t make me say it.”

“Because I do,” I tell her, slipping a finger between her thighs. My cock twitches when I feel just how soaked she is.

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