Untamed

Chapter Thirty two

Michael POV
I have been discharged from the hospital for about a month now. I was currently watching a sports program on telly when my girlfriend of three years Laila came in. She has been caring and dutiful throughout my stay in the hospital. I was surprised at her change in attitude since she had always prioritized her modeling career over our relationship.

"Hey baby," She said whilst she plopped down on the sofa beside me and gave me a peck on my lips.

"How has your day been?" I asked still concentrating on the program.

"I got to be the cover girl of Ebony magazine," She squealed in excitement. 

"That's my girl," I said before I picked her up and sat her on my laps.

She wrapped her hands around me and kissed me.

"What's wrong?" She asked,  her face scrunched in worry.

" Why do you ask?" I questioned back in curiosity.

" You have been acting distance ever since you recovered, " She replied, sadness in her voice.

"What are you talking about?" I questioned still confused.

" Your kisses, they are cold like you are forcing yourself to kiss back," She responded her full attention on me, trying to gauge my response.

"I guess I'm just tired," I grunted.

"You go upstairs and change, I will be in a better mood when you come back," I said to get her mind off the issue.

"I hear, I will be back," She reluctantly agreed before taking her leave to the bedroom.

I went right back to watching sports when she left. An advertisement on energy drink came, and I nearly mistook a lady for Raquel.Snippet of our moments flashed through my mind making me miss her instantly. I grabbed my phone to call her when I realised I didn't have her number off head. I couldn't fathom what drew me to her but the way I felt about her was so different and even her name could ignite a desire in me.

I ran my hand through my hair when flashes of our intimate activity kept bombarding my mind making me hard instantly.

Damn, this girl could make me crave her even from afar.

I was brought out of my day dreaming by a snapping of a finger.
"Michael, what have you been thinking about for the past one minute? You couldn't even notice me," She demanded, disturbed about the issue.

"Girl chill, just some work stuff." I replied calmly, whilst she nodded in understanding.

"What mischief are you up to?" I questioned when I noticed her bite her lips, something she does anytime she was indecisive about an action.

She didn't reply but rather began to disrobe.
"Daddy do you like what you see?" She purred when she took off her robe revealing her in a sexy black lingerie.
My member jumped further in excitement already aroused by my previous memory of Raquel.

I licked my lips at her perfect figure whilst she advanced towards me in a slow sexy manner. She maintained eye contact throughout, her confidence making her more alluring. She came to sit on my laps, facing me before spreading her legs at both sides.

"Make me yours," She purred in my ears before moving her hands sensually across my chest and gradually moved downwards to rub my crotch.
I delved for her lips and kissed her heatedly whilst she grinded against my crotch. I held her waist to slow  down her movement, when my member was hardening too much for my comfort.

"Baby slow down." I breathed out .
"I want you daddy, " She whined taking hold of my nipple in her mouth and twirled her tongue around it.
I lost control at that act and swiftly pushed her panty aside and thrust into her wet cunt making her scream out my name in a bliss.

I took hold of her waist and helped her bounce up and down on my shaft. Occasionally slapping her ass to make her increase the pace. I felt her cunt grip my member as she came close to cumming.
I pinched her hardened nipple slightly driving her over the edge.

She moaned my name in ecstasy when the orgasmic sensation hit her, shaking slightly.
I quickly turned her over when her orgasm sensation subsided and carried her to the center table.
I made her kneel on table whilst she supported herself with her hand on the floor giving me a perfect angle for doggy.

I stood behind her and slowly entered her wet twat. We began to move together in a rhythmic sensual motion, she moved backwards whilst I moved forward to meet her halfway.
I rubbed her clit and continued to thrust into her. Her moans became louder when I began to move faster and deeper.
"Daddy don't stop." She moaned out when I found her gspot, her pussy tightened against my dick in an explosive orgasmic sensation.

I groaned out in frustration when I was getting nowhere damn close to ejaculation. It felt like I was going on for eternity and I couldn't feel a damn thing.

I changed our position yet again and put her on the edge of the sofa. I knelt down to her level and spread her legs. I entered her roughly this time, trying to increase friction.
"Micky." she cried out my name, scratching my back in the process.
" You like that huh?" I questioned in a husky domineering voice and she nodded her head in reply.

She began to buckle her hips against me, urging me to move faster as another orgasmic sensation hit her. She began to shake uncontrollably and I held her against me. I ran my hand through her hair as her heavy breath began to slow down. Both of us sweaty. So she had three orgasms and I couldn't even nut not even once, I thought to myself.

I noticed she had fallen asleep with me still hard in her. If i wasn't been drowned with memories of Raquel I would have rammed into her to wake her up.
I gradually withdrew from her and laid her softly in the couch, her skin glowing in satisfaction.

I went to the bathroom to attend to my hard on. Images of Raquel and I  in the bathroom invaded my mind, making me take hold of my crotch. I remembered her mouth wrapped around my dick, which made me ejaculate instantly. I braced my hand against the wall, getting light headed at its intensity.

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I walked back to the Hall to wake Laila after the shower, to go clean up.
I stopped midway when I noticed an engagement ring on her finger. I bent down slowly to inspect it. My heart missed a beat when I realised it was the ring I bought to give to Laila at the beginning of our relationship.

I wanted to marry her then, but her less enthusiasm about the relationship back then discouraged me from proposing. 

"Michael," I heard her call my name softly still under the influence of the sleep.

"Laila where did you get this? " I asked .

"I saw it in one of the drawers in your bedroom," She answered, before she sat up a bright smile on her face.

"I figured it was meant for me, so I took it," She continued, her eyes glinted with happiness.
"Yes but Laila..." She didn't let me finish my sentence before hashing me.

"Michael I love you, I didn't realised until you were out of my sight. I have you now and I don't want to lose you again," She said her eyes glazing over with unshed tears.

"So Yes Michael, I will marry you. I will be your wife," She said looking down at the ring in admiration before kissing me on the lips.

My mind went blank, and I couldn't form words to explain to her I didn't want to marry her at least not now.

"How the hell did I end up engaged?" I wondered, running my hand through my hair in frustration.

I couldn't find it in me to break her heart, by just looking at her happy expression.

"Dammit!" I cursed out loud.

Should Micheal man up and tell Laila the truth about the ring?
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