Page 53 of Untamed

“Christ, you were made for sucking my cock,” he groans, pumping harder.

Taking some initiative, I reach up with my hand, taking his balls in my palm and gently squeezing. His eyes and nostrils flare, surprise flickering across his face for a brief moment before pure hunger takes over. “Relax, Sunshine. I want to come so deep down your throat, there is no chance of my cum escaping.” He grunts and I swear his dick turns to steel with his words.

Inhaling a breath through my nose, I loosen as much as I can, given the circumstances.

“Such a good girl, taking direction so well,” he mutters, and excitement zings through my body with my newly established praise kink. Colter slides in and out, pushing himself deeper inside my mouth. I swallow around his length, and something about that small action has his body tensing. “Gonna come. Take it all, Sunshine. Every last drop,” he growls, holding me in place as his cock begins to pulse as he empties inside my mouth.

My eyes widen, panic hitting me at the feeling of being choked, but Colter doesn’t let me go. A look of pure desire covershis face, his eyes sparking with satisfaction as his body relaxes. It feels like hours before he pulls out, though in reality, it’s mere seconds. I cough and splutter, sucking in breath after breath. Spittle, along with cum, dribbles down my chin, and surely I look a mess, but I don’t care. Not when Colter looks so satiated.

Colter’s eyes narrow. He grips my jaw, his thumb stroking the fluids dripping from my mouth. He rubs it into my skin, across my lips before shoving his digit into my mouth. “Suck,” he demands, and I do as he asks, sucking his thumb into my mouth and lapping at the fluids. His green eyes darken. “Fuck, Sunshine. With my cum painted over your face, you’re the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he murmurs softly, pulling his finger from me.

Gripping my hips, he lifts me before laying me down on the blankets. I push up on my elbows, watching in confusion as he hops down off the bed of the truck. I frown, only to gasp when he grabs my ankles and pulls me to the edge of the tailgate.

“Wh-what are you doing?” I stammer out, shivering as cool air hits my wet pussy.

Colter smirks. “You were such a good girl, choking on my cock, you deserve a reward.” Moving his hands to my knees, he pushes them down, spreading me wide open. Embarrassment floods me and I squirm under his intense gaze, the way his attention is laser focused on me as I lie exposed. “Stop,” he barks, and I freeze, my body tensing. “I told you once, never hide from me. Your pussy… your whole being…youare perfect, Mila.”

I nod, my chest rising and falling in anticipation of what comes next. I don’t have to wait long. Colter lowers his head, his tongue darting out and swiping up from my slit to my clit. My eyes roll into the back of my head, a breath of pleasure escaping me.

“Oh, God,” I moan as my stomach tightens with need for him.

“You’re dripping, Sunshine. So fucking wet, you’re soaking my face,” he growls, pushing a finger into me. “And so tight. So damn tight you strangle one finger.” He pumps into me a couple times before adding another digit. He scissors them, stretching me and preparing me to take him. My back arches, wanting, noneedingmore. And then he sucks my clit into his mouth. Pure desire explodes inside me, my thighs trembling and I grip the blankets trying to find purchase.

“Colter.” His name falls from my lips in a breathless cry as an intense orgasm bursts through me.

“Yeah, Sunshine. It’s me eating your cunt. Only me,” he drawls, and my eyes snap open, locking on his as he works me through my climax.

My breath catches in my throat. There’s an intimacy in this moment that I can’t explain—powerful, forceful and something I’m not ready to dissect. Breaking the connection, I slump against the blankets, suddenly feeling exhausted, but Colter doesn’t let up. Climbing back into the bed of the truck, he lifts me into his lap before laying down on his back and positions me on top of him in reverse cowgirl style.

“You wanna be a cowgirl? Then save a horse and ride my fucking cock, Sunshine. Show me what you’ve got,” Gripping my hips, he slams me down on his cock.

Sucking in a breath, I wince as he shoves inside me, still not used to his size.

“I’m sore,” I breathe out and he stills, his body tensing as he sits up.

Pushing my hair to one side, he presses kisses to my neck, murmuring in my ear. “Sorry, baby. I couldn’t wait another second longer to be inside you.”

I smile, nuzzling into his kisses. “It's okay. You feel good, it just takes me a minute to get used to you.”

He kisses a trail down my spine before laying down. I glance over my shoulder, my pulse jumping at the look of contentment on his face. A smile plays on his lips. “When you’re ready, Sunshine. We can go at your pace.”

I nod, looking away from him.

Gripping his thick, muscular thighs, I give myself a moment to adjust to his size before I start rolling my hips. The feel of him inside me, the intensity, almost overwhelms me, but I focus on Colter, riding him slowly.

“Jesus,” I mumble under my breath, as he hits a spot that has me seeing stars.

“Fuck, Sunshine,” he grates out, his breathing heavy as his fingers dig into my hips.

I move faster and a quick glance over my shoulder makes me shudder with pleasure. Colter’s gaze is locked on where we are joined, watching me move with a hungry look in his eyes. I roll my hips, back and forth, up and down, working him faster. The groan that escapes Colter tells me all I need to know. He’s enjoying every second of it. Grasping my hips tighter, to the point I know he’ll leave bruises, he helps me work his dick. I moan. He feels so good inside me. Stretching me, owning me. I never knew what to expect when it came to sex, but I never once thought it could feel this good. Being with Colter has exceeded all expectations and ruined me for any other man.

I want to do this with him every day for the rest of my life.

My body jolts at that thought, but I tamp it down before I get carried away. Colter has made it clear he doesn’t do relationships. And in our situation, I should take it for what it is. Just good sex with an older man.

So why then does the thought of leaving him create a void so deep inside of me, it physically hurts?

“Fuck, yeah. Bounce on my cock, Sunshine,” Colter hisses, breaking me from my thoughts.

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