Page 50 of Wildest Love


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Silence blankets us, but I don’t take my eyes off of her.

She shuffles and her lips part and I wait for her to speak but she says nothing. Seconds tick past as I take a step forward.

“I’m still going out with Conrad on Friday, I’m uptight and I could really do with releasing some… tension…” she trails off and anger consumes me whole. I turn into a green-eyed monster filled with jealousy and I couldn’t stop myself even if I wanted to.

“I swear to God, Aspen,” I groan, stepping towards her.

“What?” she smiles at me, and I can see the menacing look on her pretty fucking face.

“Like fuck are you going out with Conrad.”

“I can do what I want, and I am going Riggs,” her voice floats over me and I feel my skin prickle.

Pressing myself against her tight, curvaceous little body, I tuck my hands under her arms and lift her onto the work surface which causes a gasp to leave her, her eyes and wild.

“No one else will be relieving your tension,” my lips dust up the column of her throat, my large hands clinging and wrapping around her waist as I keep her pinned to the countertop. “I will be the only one satisfying your pussy, do you understand me?” Rage boils deep inside of me and I know this is wrong, but I can’t stop myself. I was the bullet, she was the gun. One swift slip of the finger and I am barrelling towards her, burying and lodging myself deep inside of her.

I nip at her jaw, her gasps echoing round the room.

“Tell me, Aspen, tell me that it’s only me,” my large, callous hands lift her vest, my fingers skimming over her warm skin as I trace them up over her rib cage, trailing small circles against the silkiness, my heart thrumming in my chest at actually touching her, at feeling her under my fingertips,finally.

A possessiveness comes over me when she doesn’t answer, lifting my hand from under her vest and wrapping my fingers round the base of her neck, her pulse racing underneath my fingertips, my lip lifting on one corner.

“Tell me,” I groan as I tease my other hand on her thigh, skimming it up and dusting the tips just where the hem of her shorts sits.

“Yes,” she whispers, “only you,” her eyes are pinned on me and my heart gallops at her admission. My hand glides down and presses against her chest and I let it stay there for just a moment to feel the way her heart beats under her skin, my own heart constricts in my chest at the pulsing under my fingers. Pushing her back after a second or two, and laying her down on the countertop, my eyes darken at the pretty sight laid below me.

I lean over her, my lips grazing against her collar bone, trailing down her sternum as I release her tits from her vest top, full and bouncy and my cock hardens against the zip of my pants. Brushing my lips over her hardened nipples, I pull them into my mouth, my tongue rounding her pebbled nipple, teasing her with my hot mouth and rolling my lips across to her other one.

“Oh,” she breathes, her fingers still wrapped around the edge of the counter, her head rolling back.

“No one gets to touch you Aspen, no one gets to taste you…” I pause, my hands pushing away the thin material of her vest up, my lips brushing down to the waistband of her shorts and just when she thinks I am going to go further, I stop. Slowly rolling myself up so I am looking down at her. Hooking my fingers into the waistband of her shorts, I slip them down her beautiful, toned legs and they fall off her feet to the floor. My large hand wraps round the inside of her thighs as I push her legs up, her feet on the edge of the countertop and I smile. She looks so fucking pretty, waiting, wanting, dripping fucking wet.

“You want to go against me, you want to tell me that you don’t have feelings for meDinks,” my voice is low as her eyes burn into mine, my fingers finding their way to the apex of her thighs, her legs widening on their own accord. I tease my finger over her panty covered pussy. The thin cotton beneath my fingers becoming wetter as I rub over her clit in slow, small, circles. Her breaths shuddering on her intake. My eyes fall down as I watch, her legs wide in front of me, moving my fingers over slightly, I tease at the sensitive skin next to her pussy. Grabbing and rubbing as I graze a fingertip over her pussy and go back to focusing on her clit.

“Seems you like to lie Wildflower,” I groan as I rub harder, her head rolling round, her eyes falling between her legs.

“Riggs,” she moans.

Finally lifting my fingers from her, she whimpers and my cock aches between my legs.

“I’m going to eat this pretty little pussy, claim her as my own.” I growl as I slide the thin cotton material over, her pretty pussy glistening. “So wet,” I moan, sucking my bottom lip in and letting my teeth graze over it. Rubbing two fingers over her clit, my eyes are pinned as I watch, her breaths ragged. Sliding a finger through her lips, I slip into her hot, soaked, pussy with ease and I clamp down on my bottom lip, stifling my own moan that this is actually happening. All those years of pining over her, all the years of wishing it was me that got to love her and now, I’ve got my chance.

I hiss as she clenches around my fingers, her knuckles turning white as she tightens her grasp around the edge of the countertop. My thick digits pumping in and out of her.

“I am so fucking desperate to taste you,” I growl, slipping them from her then wrapping my hands around her waist and dragging her to the edge of the work surface so her pert ass is right on the edge, my hand cupping her soaked pussy as I rub and tease at her opening.

Slowly falling to my knees, I press one of her legs back up onto the surface, the other hangs beside me so she is wide and open. I curl my hand under her ass where she is overhanging slightly and slip my thumb into her pussy as I hover my lips over her, my hot breaths blanketing her clit before I run my tongue up from where my thumb is pumping inside of her and onto her clit, swirling and sucking.

“Fuck,” she moans out, her fingers entwining in my curls as I turn my head, rubbing my tongue over her clit before plunging my tongue into her pussy. Lapping and sucking, my thumb still buried deep inside of her as I run my tongue up and down her parted pussy lips, teasing over her clit before I do it again.

“Riggs,” she pants, pressing up onto her elbows, her hand back in my hair as she pushes my face into her, her hips grinding over my face. “Yes, shit, like that, fuck,” she pleads as I slip another digit into her, my tongue slowing as I graze my tongue on her clit with force, softly moving my head from side to side as I keep the pace that she has asked for.

Lifting my mouth from her, I stand between her parted legs, letting my thumb slip out as I replace it with a finger and begin to fuck her. Her eyes roll in the back of her head as my thumb pad brushes over her clit before rubbing in circles, her legs widening as she enjoys every second. Craning my neck down, I wrap my fingers around the base of her neck, her chin tipping up as her lips part, soft moans escaping as I fuck her slow, bringing my fingers to the tip as I tease her, stretching her then sliding them back in. My mouth dusts over hers, my tongue dipping just past her full lips as I tease her, letting my fingers tip toe up to her cheeks as I grab them, holding her where I want her. Bringing her to the brink of an orgasm and just when she is close, I stop, my lips hovering millimetres away from hers. Her shaky breath on my face, her eyes fluttering and I can feel her pussy clamping down on my fingers, clenching and squeezing.

“Does that feel good? Do you like having my fingers buried deep inside of you, fucking you?” I whisper into her mouth and she nods, moaning. “How about my tongue?”

“Yes,” she gasps as I put pressure on her clit with my thumb, teasing another finger in her soaked cunt.

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