Page 26 of Beyond the Cage
Oh, God! I’ve probably made him angry. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have snooped.”
His other hand curls around my waist and he pulls me against him, my back to his front. The blade glistens before my eyes and I begin to feel a little scared. Grabbing the hem of my shirt, he gives it a firm tug, holding it in place. Breathing heavily, I watch the blade move close to my neck. I want to say something, to scream…but I can’t. It’s like I’m paralyzed. He runs the blade down the top of my shirt and I close my eyes tightly. I can’t watch. I hear the sound of a tiny object hitting the floor and I open my eyes. My top button is gone and the blade is moving toward the second. It slips through the thread effortlessly, and the button falls to the floor. My body begins to relax. Taking a deep breath, I smell him – all clean and musky and arousing.Silly me. Cameron won’t hurt me.
Laying my head against his chest, I listen as my buttons fall one by one. Then, he uses the knife to push the sides of my blouse apart.Okay, I have to admit…this is hot!I whimper as the cold steel touches my skin, trailing lightly along the curves of my cleavage. I close my eyes and feel the straps of my bra fall away, one then the other. Next, the blade is between my breasts and I know the material there is the next to go. Split in two, it falls to the sides and my breasts spill out. Sliding his hand up the back of my shirt, he removes the scraps of my bra. There’s a crash of steel against steel, and I open my eyes to see the blade tossed carelessly on top of the others.
He slides his hands up my stomach and cups my breasts. They fit his hands perfectly. Massaging them, he rolls my nipples between his fingers. Jesus. I’m breathing as if I just ran the hundred meter dash.
“Cameron…”
I turn to face him, meeting his naked chest. His beautiful, naked chest. Placing my hands on his hips, I step forward. My nipples brush against him and I experience The Reaction times ten. I lean in and press my lips to his sternum, delighting as he gasps and grabs my hips. I slide my hands around him and up his back, slowly kissing my way across his chest. As I peek up at him, his lids flutter closed and his head falls back.
“Cameron.” He looks down at me, eyes ablaze with desire. He wants me, and I can’t resist him anymore. “I’m ready.”
CHAPTER 7
Given enough time, any man may master the physical. With enough knowledge, any man may become wise. It is the true warrior who can master both and surpass the result. – Tien T’ai
His hands glide over my ass and he pulls me close, pressing his erection into my stomach. Uncertainty flashes in his eyes, and I get the feeling he wants to know if I’m sure. I wrap my arms around his neck, pull him down to me, and rest my forehead on his. Jesus, I can’t even breathe properly. I’m…panting. I want him. I want him, and I can’t wait anymore.
“Yes.”
His reaction mirrors mine, our breaths coming hard and fast. When he finally covers my lips with his, I hear myself moan. He kisses me fiercely, his tongue invading my mouth. God, I can’t wait for him to invade somewhere else. I reach for my blouse to remove it but he pulls away abruptly.
“What?”
Taking my hands, he places them at my sides, then slowly shakes his head.
Huh? He wants to stop?
He lays his hand flat on my sternum and slides it up and under my blouse, pushing it over my shoulder.Oh, he wants to undress me!
Lost in the sensations flowing through my body, I throw my head back as he trails tiny kisses on my shoulder and up my neck. He does the same with the other shoulder, pushing my blouse down my arms. Next, his hands are at my waist, unbuttoning my jeans. As soon as my zipper is down, he slips his hand inside, finding my clit.
“Oh, God!”
Feels…so good. I move against his fingers as he buries his face in my neck and moans. When he slides his finger inside me, I grab his shoulders.
“Cameron!”
He pushes me backward until I’m against the wall, sinking his teeth into my shoulder and burying his finger deep inside me. Shit! I already feel so close. His hand disappears and I groan, a little frustrated he’s denied me my climax. He makes up for it when he hooks his thumbs into my waistband and pushes my jeans over my hips.
“My shoes…” I mumble, knowing he won’t get my jeans off with them still on.
Dropping to his knees, he pulls them off and tosses them aside. My jeans and underwear are next, joining the rest of my clothes. He remains on his knees, just staring up at me. That ‘melt my panties’ look? It’s nothing compared to this one. It’s the kind that would make a woman sell her soul to please him.Yep…definitely going to Hell because of this man.Slowly, his gaze wanders down to my pussy. With a smile, I widen my stance to give him a better view. Thank God I waxed yesterday.
Okay…he’s staring. I’ve never been shy, but this is a little uncomfortable. Finally, he parts my lips with his fingers. With them now glistening from my juices, he glides his fingers down my mound before he flips them and moves up my lips to my clit.
“Feel that?” I ask as my body shivers. “I’m all wet…for you.”
His head jerks up and our hungry eyes meet. Grabbing my thighs, he powers to his feet, lifting me off the floor.That’s what I’m talking ’bout!I wrap my legs around his waist, impatiently waiting as he pushes his shorts down. When he springs free, I gasp in surprise, not only at his…awesomeness—yes, I said awesomeness, sue me—but the fact that two tiny, silver orbs glisten from both sides of the head. A piercing! He has a barbell piercing on his dick! I’ve never had a pierced one before. Not that I’ve had that many. Okay…one. I’ve only had one. But…Christ Almighty, he’s big! I lick my lips in anticipation as he grasps the base to guide himself inside me.Yes!
“Wait.” He looks into my eyes, silently imploring me not to stop. “No, not that! Condom,” I clarify.
Wrapping his arm around my waist, he lifts me off the wall. As we move to what I guess is his bedroom, I stare into his eyes. He smiles. To anyone else, it would look like an ordinary smile, but it’s not. It’s meant to reassure. He knows how I feel about giving my body to a man, tohim, and that tiny gesture tells me he realizes I’m trusting him and the path we’re taking. It says ‘you’re safe…protected.’ And Idofeel safe and protected.
As he lays me on the bed, I run my fingers through his hair, returning his soft, sweet kiss. Gently, he nips at my bottom lip, his hand slipping between our bodies. My hips gravitate toward him. He massages my clit while his lips move down my neck and across my chest. Like that day on the floor, my back arches. This time, there’s no barrier and my breasts receive the attention they’ve been craving. The moment his tongue touches my taut nipple, my body goes into overdrive. He sucks it into his mouth, grazing it with his teeth.
“Cameron…” I moan.
