Page 33 of Untamed


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He trailed his fingers upward, smiling as she lifted herself to give him room.

“Two pieces of clothing is all that was between me and this all night,” he said, and flicked his tongue over her bottom lip. He stroked her, and made the briefest contact with her clit, grinning as she moaned and tried to follow his touch.

“I want you out of these.” He tugged on the bottom of her shorts, and she lifted herself up to let him skim them down her hips and legs.

She kicked them off, and he tugged her back down onto his lap, thrusting up against her.

Lesley shuddered above him. “Fuck, you feel good,” she breathed against his neck and ground down against him again. He grabbed her hips and pressed her closer, holding her firmly against him.

“Ride me,” he groaned. “Show me what you like.”

“I want to feel all of you,” she whispered. She planted her hands in the middle of his chest and threw her head back, rocking against him.

“You will.” Antony dragged her hoodie up her body. On a back thrust, she raised her arms and let him pull it the rest of the way off her. Like the shorts, she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Besides the tattoos covering her arms, she had a winding comet tattoo that ran down her right side, curling around her ribcage under her breast and around her hip.

His vision blurred for a second with the sight of her, and then he ran his hands up her belly to her breasts, lightly tracing the streaks and swirls. She ground down hard against him and he moaned.

“Tell me what you like, Lesley. What you want.”

“I need—fuck,” she gasped. “I need you to touch me.”

“Where?”

“Everywhere.” She opened her eyes and looked at him.

“Mmmm. That’s not an answer,” he said. He brushed his thumbs over her nipples and watched them stiffen.

“There. Do that again.”

Antony trailed his fingertips, one by one, over her nipples. Lesley leaned back, gripping his knees with her hands, as she moved her hips in a slow grind against his cock. His shorts were soaked through, and he could feel the wetness against his skin.

He grasped her nipples between his fingers and thumbs and pinched them, tugging slightly, gritting his teeth as she groaned and shook against him. Her breath was coming in gasps as she rolled her hips against him.

Antony wanted, no, needed, her to come. Needed to see her face and feel her. He sat up a little and pulled her hips forward, changing the angle. He leaned forward. “So wet for me, Lesley. So hot you’re soaking me through my shorts.” He ran his tongue down the side of her neck and she gasped. “I want to see your face when you come, see you get off on me.” He sucked her nipple into his mouth, hard, and pinched the other with his fingertips.

Lesley’s legs shook, and her movements were erratic. Antony moaned against her flesh and thrust up against her to give her more pressure. It took every bit of his ragged control to not give in to the pressure that had built up in him and come with her.

Her breath hitched, and she froze in place for half a second. “Fuck! Ant!”

He released her nipples and leaned back to watch her. “That’s right. Let go.”

Lesley gasped and let out a long moan as her hips jerked against his. Her skin was rosy and glowing from the fire and a light sheen of sweat. Her eyes were closed, mouth open and slack, and she moved her hands up to hold on to his neck as she rode out her orgasm on top of him.

“So goddamned hot,” he ground out, as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her toward him. Her pulse was fast against his lips as he ran them up her neck before setting his teeth to her skin and biting softly.

She moaned against him and shuddered before going still. She drew in a shaky breath and laughed. “Well, that’s not how I expected that to go,” she said.

Antony smiled against her neck. “And how did you expect things to go?”

Lesley leaned back. “I planned on a little more give and less take on my part.”

He dragged her down and kissed her, gently biting her lower lip before running his tongue over it. “Oh, you gave me plenty,” he said.

She wiggled against him, making him hiss. “Oh, really?”

Antony leaned back and smiled. “Yes, really.” He rolled his hips against her, making her shudder with an aftershock. “This is what you do to me. I want nothing more than to strip down and spend the rest of the day buried in you, making you come around me over and over. But I wasn’t prepared to spend the night.” He licked his lips and grinned at her. “I am, however, prepared to have you repeat that performance as many times as you want.”

Lesley leaned forward and smiled. “Well, I prepared for you to spend the night.”

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