Naughty Tales Collection

Taking a deep breath, I’m reminded of my wet clothes as I open cupboard after cupboard before finding a large enough bowl for the dog. After filling it, I place the bowl on the ground in the kitchen for her to find when she comes back in.

“Here,” startled by the close proximity of Colter’s voice, I jump, and he grabs my hips from behind, pulling me back into his chest. I can feel his strong heart beating against my shoulder. Every puff of air as he exhales. And when he gently slides a hand down my arm, across my quivering belly and whispers in my ear, “you need to change into this,” before placing a long shirt in my hand and backing away, I can’t help but feeling disappointed that he doesn’t try for more.

Chapter Three

Colter

Her breath hitched and for a moment, I felt her holding her breath. She would have accepted an advance and fuck did I want to take it. But I don’t want her feeling like she’s obligated to give me something she may not be ready for.

I know Oaklynn is a virgin. She’s never dated. Hasn’t been kissed. And I’m willing to bet she hasn’t even held hands with a boy.

How I think she’ll be ready for a full-grown man like me, is delusional, but I just don’t fucking care. I want her and there isn’t much besides her outright refusal that will stop me from keeping her. Oaklynn is such a contradiction to everything I know about women and I think that’s why I’m so attracted to her.

Yes, she’s gorgeous with her long dark hair, wide bright blue eyes, thick and plump pink lips with the constant blush when I stare at her a little too long. But she’s also intelligent, compassionate, and kind to everyone she meets. Even when they don’t deserve it.

Oaklynn is the exact kind of woman I’ve been searching my entire adult life for and now that I’ve finally got her all to myself, I intend on showing her just what a life with me will be like.

“Do you need help?” She’s still staring down at the shirt I handed her as I lean back against the table, crossing one leg over the other and placing my hands on the heavy wood.

Rotating her body leisurely, I don’t expect her answer. “Yes.” Swallowing the shocked lump in my throat, I don’t hesitate to move forward.

Taking the material from her hands, I place it on the counter, trapping her between me and the surface as I reach for the hem of her top. Damp from the snow still, I draw it up her body, exposing her soft flesh as I go.

“You’re going to have to lift up.” I tell her when I’ve reached just below her breasts, not yet showing more than her flat stomach, quivering from nerves.

Gradually her arms rise, and I follow with the shirt, stopping to stare when it’s revealed she’s not wearing a bra.

“Son of a bitch.” I hiss. Mouth watering for a taste of her perky nipples. I need to feel her on my tongue.

“What’s wrong?” She whispers. Her voice shaking with each breath.

Darting a look up to her, I see her eyes are hooded and that blush I witnessed begin on her chest has already moved up to her cheeks. “Not a fucking thing.” I mutter as I lean forward and wrap my lips around one turgid peak.

The cold from which I rescued her still holds her body hostage and it cools my mouth down as I suckle on her breast.

All the blood in my body rushes to my dick and it throbs painfully against my thigh as I step closer to her frozen frame.

“Sheriff?” She half moans, half questions my title and I growl.

Pulling back from her is painful but I need her to understand something, “Colter. I’ve had you in my mouth, and soon you’ll have me in your body, so you fucking call me Colter. Got it, Oaklynn?”

I’ve seen Oaklynn a lot of ways in the time I’ve known her. Happy, sad, mad, annoyed, shy. But never have I seen her more beautiful than right now.

A soft smile on her face, lust filling her eyes and her heart on her sleeve, she murmurs, “Colter,” and my name has never sound better. The erotic whisper shoots electricity to my dick and I feel ready to pound nails. Her fingers scrape through my thick hair, holding me closer as my lips lower to capture hers.

With one hand holding her waist, pulling her flush to me, my other hand slides along the back of her neck to keep her from leaving my grasp. Leaning over her shorter body, I know I need Oaklynn like air.

Her plump lips are soft as silk as she opens for me. Biting down gently on her bottom lip, she gasps and gives me better access to the cavern of her mouth to explore. She lets out a light moan and I devour it, allowing her pleasure to feed mine.

Needing to taste more of her, I allow my lips to trail along her jaw and down her neck. Sucking the flesh in my mouth as she rubs against me. Showing me without words that she’s just as into this as I am.

Lights flickering finally draw us apart and when darkness

surrounds us except for the dancing flames of the fire, I know we’ve lost power. “So much I want to do to you Oaklynn. So fucking many ways I want to fuck you until all you know is my name.” I pull back to gauge her reaction. Her eyes are hooded, making her appear dazed but her gaze is fixated on me.

Cupping her breasts, I flick my thumbs across the tight peaks of her nipples, enjoying her shiver. “As soon as I’ve got the house locked up and the fire roaring, my mouth is between those pretty thighs of yours until neither of us can breathe.” Dropping a kiss on her forehead, I pull the t-shirt over her head and direct her towards the fire where Marble is currently splayed out in front of and instruct, “Don’t move,” before heading to close the back rooms.

Chapter Four