Page 55 of Under My Skin

“I want to feel you bare, Cameron. Please.”

“Fuck, Lizzie.” I run my length through her wetness, lubricating myself for what’s to come. “How can I turn you down when you ask so nicely? Like such a good fucking girl.” I lean back to take a thorough look at the marks I’ve left on her body and the way her pussy is still swollen and wet from her orgasm. I run two fingers through her lips and over her clit and watch her body tense up, still sensitive. I’m convinced that my dick has never been this hard in my entire life. “I can’t think of anything I want more than to feel your tight cunt squeeze my cock with nothing between us. To come deep inside you and mark you as mine.”

“Holy shit. Your dirty talk is way too good. I swear I could come again with your words alone.” She laughs, but I can sense a bit of nervousness in her voice. It reminds me that she’s only done this once, so I need to be gentle and take things slow.

“This is going to change everything between us, baby. Once we do this, you’re mine. All fucking mine.” The head of my cock is at her entrance, waiting for her words. “You ready for that?”

The nervousness leaves her body instantly and is replaced by a hunger that I’ve never seen in her before. “I’m so ready, Cameron. Make me yours.”

So, I do. I slide slowly inside her and immediately see stars. I back out and then slide back in, an inch further than before, over and over, listening to the mewling noises coming from Lizzie and feeling her nails dig into my shoulders every time. Before I know it, I’m completely seated inside her, and it feels like my cock is being strangled in the best possible way.

I have to close my eyes and take deep breaths to keep from coming. She feels too good, and I’m going to embarrass myself if I’m not careful. As I try to regain my composure and self-control, there is only one thought playing in my mind.

This is heaven. Lizzie Montgomery is heaven.

26

LIZZIE

Holy cow.Cameron Dylan is inside me.

I feel like I’m dreaming, but then the stretching pain and fullness of him sliding into me remind me that this is very much real life. I take a deep breath, my fingernails digging into his shoulders, willing my body to relax and adjust to his size.

The only time I had sex, it was essentially over before it started, so I began to question whether or not sex was all it was hyped to be. Based on the orgasm Cameron just wrenched from my body, though, I can safely say that it lives up to the hype.

As long as you have the right person, that is.

I run my hands through his hair and take in the sensation of Cameron’s deep breaths on my neck. He’s stopped moving, and I can only assume it’s so he can get himself under control.

“You okay, Cameron?” I ask with a smile.

“Fuck, Lizzie. I’m trying not to blow my load before we even start. You’re so tight and wet, and after you just came on my mouth and hand, I’m on sensory overload. It’s like I’m a teenager again.”

I smile at his response, truly impressed with the concentration he’s exerting. I lean up to kiss him and keep threading my fingers through his hair and wrap my legs around his lower back, pushing him deeper inside me and making me moan. He moans back before reaching between us to touch my clit.

He starts thrusting, and now that I’ve adjusted to him, this feels so good. I can’t think. I’m so full and surrounded by Cameron. He’s everywhere, and I feel like I’m in a dream.

I tear my mouth away from Cameron’s, and we lock eyes as he continues to pound into me and strum my clit. I don’t know if it’s the eye contact or the combination of his cock and fingers pleasuring me, but the next thing I know, I’m nearing the top of the cliff and about to fall over again.

And Cameron knows it. He doubles his efforts on my clit, keeping to the perfect rhythm that is going to set me off as he whispers in my ear, “I want to watch you come again, Lizzie. This time with my cock buried deep inside your perfect little pussy. Come apart for me, baby.”

He leans down and sucks my nipple into his mouth, and that’s it. I come so hard that it feels like I’m going to pass out.

“Fuck, that’s it. I can watch you like this all day, every day. Just like this. Being completely owned by me, taking everything I give you.” He kisses me again, swallowing the last of my moans.

“Let go, Cameron. Let me feel you,” I whisper, and I feel it when he comes inside me, finally surrendering control.

God, I’m going to get so addicted to this. My vibrator will never be good enough now.

“Fuck, Lizzie. I think I’m dead,” he says, then moves his face into my neck, taking a deep inhale.

I laugh, and after a second, so does he. He pulls out slowly, and I wince, but the slight pain is nothing compared to how much my body misses him already. He moves us, wrapping his arms around my shoulder and back as I’m lying on his chest. We stay like this for a few minutes, just catching our breath and basking in a post-orgasm haze. Then, Cameron clears his throat and brings his eyes to mine, suddenly serious.

“I meant what I said, Lizzie. You’re mine now. This isn’t going to be some secret. I’m a possessive asshole when it comes to you. You saw that earlier, and I’m gonna need everyone to know that you’re taken.”

“I don’t want this to be a secret either. You’ve literally been my fantasy for the past twelve years, Cameron Dylan. Plus, I kind of like it when you get possessive.” I lift my fingers back into his hair, running my nails along his scalp, eliciting a long moan from him. As I move my hand along his abs, I watch him getting hard again. “Already? I mean, you just…We’re not even doing anything now.”

“We’re lying naked together and you’re leaking my cum. Just being close to you gets me hard, so what do you expect?”

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