Page 60 of In You
"Move them," I say calmly. She sucks in her bottom lip, and I arch a brow as I unbutton her pants, lowering my voice."Camilla, move them."
Almost irritatingly slow, she lowers her arms to brace her hands on the bed behind her, and I lean forward to lick her left nipple, before moving to the right one and sucking it into my mouth. I eat up her little breathy moans and gasps, letting myself relax just a little into being intimate with another person.
Ahhh fuck.Fuck,I needed this.
My heartbeat picks up, and I let myself enjoy something as simple as sucking on her breasts, knowing I'm giving her pleasure. She threads her fingers into my hair, wiggling against me.
I give her a warning nip. "Stay still, and take your pleasure, Camilla."
My fingers curl in the waistband of her pants and underwear, and she lets out an adorable giggle as I tug her off the edge a little as I get them off."Oops,"she says breathlessly. But I just respond by shoving my lips to her pussy and latching on tightly to her clit.
I groan at her taste, feeling my hands trembling.
Six years. It's been six goddamn years since the last time I let my guard down enough to be with a woman. I'm not inexperienced, I'm just so damaged that the logistics of someone with my kind of trauma being intimate with someone is difficult to navigate. I've never wanted anyone to really see me enough for me to have to explain what happened.
To have to be vulnerable enough to tell them why I can only fuck in certain positions, or tolerate certain touches.
Why they can never sleep over with me.
But with Tamryn, I don't have to pretend. Don't feel the need to. She sees and recognizes my pain, and meets me with her own. The fact that we're able to come together like this is nothing short of a blessing, one I'll cherish forever.
"Oh, God!" she yelps, raising on her tiptoes, but I firm my hand on her hips and push her back down to the bed, lifting her legs so her feet brace against my shoulders. Unwilling to let her deny what I need from her.
What she deserves from me.
"Holy fuck, you taste good.Goddamn."I suck and suck until suddenly she pushes with her feet, making her clit scrapethrough my teeth. I growl, yanking her back and then shoving two fingers inside of her. She arches off the bed, crying out and trying to roll her hips from me. The little clasps of her pussy around my fingers is pure heaven, and I don't know how long I've gone without her.
Groaning, I suck her back into my mouth, feeling like a man starved as her scent takes me over. I finger fuck her slowly, feeling my face harden when she bucks me off her again."Camilla-"I say in a warning tone, glancing up her body to see her watching me carefully.
"I want your cock inside me," she says in a tiny voice.
My brow arches. "You do, huh?"
She nods, and I stand up, ripping my shirt off and then kicking off my boots waiting for the anxiety to swell up and paralyze me, but to my relief, it doesn't. My pants and briefs come off next, and I bite back a grin as her eyes go impossibly wide when she sees my cock. I bring a hand up to cup my aching length, giving it a rough tug and rolling my head on my shoulders as I struggle to release some of this tension within me.
"Fine. I'll eat you out more later," I say, not wanting to verbalize too much because I'm still trying to figure out what triggers her, and I don't want to mess this up.
I crawl up her body, staring back at her as she looks up at me warily.
"It's…It's kinda big," she says breathlessly, wetting her bottom lip.
"I know, darling," I chuckle, swooping down to tug her bottom lip from between her lips and sucking on it. "It is. Don't be scared. I promise to make you feel good."
She gives me a nervous giggle, and then puts her fingers to her mouth as I grab my cock and then pause, looking down at her.
"Do you want to do it?" I ask, feeling my heart begin to beat erratically. I've never let another woman touch my cockbefore. She knows this, but I hadn't expected her to remember, considering everything with her memory. But she surprises me, and scrunches her brows.
"You…you trust me?"she whispers.
I swallow thickly, feeling my body break out in a fine mist of sweat, and my skin flush uncomfortably hot. "Yeah. Yeah I trust you, baby."
Her fingers leave her lips to very slowly touch my shoulder, and I keep my eyes on hers as she watches herself drag them almost agonizingly slow down my arm, then across to my torso, careful to not grace my chest. But when she gets to the V in my abdomen, I suck a deep breath and unconsciously pull away in a move that takes us both by surprise.
Tamryn jerks her fingers back, pinning her eyes to mine. "I'm s-sorry," she stutters, looking scared.
"Nooo…" I breathe, biting the inside of my cheek hard. "No,I'msorry-"
"Do you want me to be on top?" she whispers, putting her fingers to my hair and stroking gently. "Would that be better?"
