Page 53 of Under My Skin

“I need words, baby.” I’m not moving forward until she tells me this is what she wants. I know her body does, but I can’t have her regretting this tomorrow. It would kill me.

“Yes. Yes. I want this so bad, Cameron, but…how do I know you’re not going to change your mind again?” Her lips are puffy and her eyes are dazed, but I can hear the worry in her voice. She doesn’t know if she can trust me.

I place her hand over my heart and look straight into her eyes. “It’s yours, Lizzie. I’m yours. No more indecision. Trust me. Please.”

She looks down at her hand covering my heart and waits a beat before answering. “Okay, Cameron. I trust you.”

That’s all I need. I dive back in, and when those little breathy moans escape her, I decide I can’t take it anymore. I squeeze her thighs and unwrap her legs from my waist before placing her on the ground. And then I grab Lizzie under her ass and haul her over my shoulder.

“What are you doing, Cameron?” she frantically yells while hanging upside down.

“I’m taking you to my bed.” I close her door and start the walk back to my house.

“What about the girls?”

“Nikki has them for a sleepover. The night is ours. No interruptions.” Knowing I have an empty house and a whole night alone with the woman who occupies all my thoughts pushes me to take bigger strides across the space between our houses.

Before I know it, I’m opening the back door and stepping through the kitchen and into my bedroom. I gently lay Lizzie down on my bed and move a step back from her to take a good look. However, where I expect to find lust, I’m met with green eyes that are full of apprehension instead.

“What’s wrong, baby?”

“Are you sure you want this?” she asks and bites her lip. “I don’t want you to regret this tomorrow and look at me like this—like I—was a mistake. I’d rather go back to being nothing to you.”

What the fuck?

I don’t respond right away. Instead, I slowly get down on my knees and move to fit between her legs. How did I fuck up this badly that I made her doubt herself? “I’m going to show you how I feel about you. I’m going to show you how bad I want this. How much I want you. How much you’ve grown to mean to me. By the end of the night, you won’t question my feelings for you and why we’re doing this.” I run my hands up her thighs and squeeze and then add quietly to make sure she gets it, “There is no world where you’d ever mean nothing to me.”

“Okay.” It’s just one word, but it comes out breathy and full of need, and the desire has returned to her eyes. The tether inside that’s been holding me back from her snaps, and I can’t let another moment go by when I’m not touching her.

I grab the hem of her tank top and pull it over her head, revealing the most perfect pair of tits I’ve ever seen in my life. They are full and round, topped with dusky pink nipples that I can’t wait to get my mouth on. I take a deep breath and then lightly cup each one in my hands, feeling their weight. I run my thumbs over her hard nipples, and when I hear her intake of breath, I can’t stop the smile that spreads across my face.

Lizzie is so responsive, and I can’t wait to watch her come apart for me again.

Dropping my hands from her breasts, I drag her sweatpants down her smooth legs, touching as much skin as possible on my way south. I pull them off her feet and then step back to admire her standing in just a pair of light purple lace underwear. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, and I know that if I don’t get myself under control, I’m going to come before I even get inside her.

“I’ve seen a lot of beautiful things in my life, Lizzie, but nothing compares to the sight of you in front of me right now.”

She laughs and shuffles back until her back is against the pillows, but her eyes tell me she doesn’t believe me. So I place my knee on the bed between her legs and lean down so we’re sharing the same breath.

“It looks like I have my work cut out in convincing you of what I see. When I’m done with you, Lizzie, you’ll know that there is absolutely no one who compares to you.” I kiss her hard and then look back into her eyes. “Are you ready for me to convince you, baby?”

“I’m more than ready. The anticipation is killing me, Cameron. I feel like I’m about to explode,” she says seriously.

“It’s killing you?” I laugh. “I’ve been fighting a hard-on for weeks thinking about you, Lizzie. I feel like this is a dream.”

Lizzie smiles shyly and then bites into her plump bottom lip, making me even harder.

“Then stop talking and let me take your clothes off now,” she says, pushing me back to my knees so she can run her hand up my stomach under my shirt.

“You can do whatever you want to me, Lizzie.”

She kneels in front of me and lifts the hem slowly, dragging her hands along my stomach as she raises the shirt over my head. I can feel her short nails on my skin, and I can’t wait to feel them on my back later.

I suck in a deep breath as I watch her unbutton my jeans and push them down my legs as best as she can, so I move off the bed and kick them the rest of the way off, leaving me standing in front of her in my black boxer briefs.

And then she slides off the bed and gets on her knees, in just her pretty purple panties, and proceeds to pull my underwear down to my knees before she takes my hard cock into her mouth.

I stutter something that doesn’t make sense and maybe black out for a second from the feel of her wet mouth wrapped around my dick. Fuck me. I want to fuck her mouth, but that’s not the way I want to come for the first time.

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