Page 67 of Beyond the Cage
“I’m going to shower.” His lips curl up in a smirk, and I quickly clarify my statement. “Alone.”
He groans his disappointment and climbs back into bed. I grab underwear from my drawer and close the bathroom door behind me.
I’m standing in front of the mirror drying my hair after my shower when the door opens. I look over and there he is in all his naked glory. I swallow hard, the blow dryer almost falling from my fingers. I turn it off and place it on the counter. His gaze drops to my breasts, mine to his erection. My heart begins to pound. It’s not fair! He knows I can’t. Is this payback for what I did the night before his fight? Is he punishing me? He strides purposefully toward me, picks me up, and places me on the sink.
“Cameron –”
Whatever I was going to say remains a mystery. He swoops down and sucks my nipple into his mouth. Taking my other breast in his hand, he massages it, pinching the nipple until it juts out toward him. He moans, switching sides. I fist my hand in his hair as my back arches, my body begging for more. When his lips move up to my neck, I reach between us and stroke him. He moans again, sliding his hands around me, splaying them on my back. His tongue flicks out then glides up to my earlobe, and he gives it a soft bite. My entire body quivers and I wrap my legs around him. He trails small kisses along my cheek while making his way to my lips.What am I doing? I need to stop.He presses his lips to mine and it takes everything I have to push him away.
“You know I can’t.” My voice comes out weak and shaky. He picks me up and moves toward the shower. “Cameron! I am not having sex with you while I’m on my period!” I exclaim.
Eww.
I remove my legs from around his waist, and he places me on my feet. Taking a deep breath, I meet his stare. Big mistake. The hunger in his eyes is too much for me to bear.
“Come here.”
I push down on his shoulders until he’s sitting on the side of the bath. As I stroke his cheek, he stares up at me with disappointed eyes.
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you.”
I fall to my knees between his legs and wrap my hands around his dick. It jumps at my touch. Leaning forward, I lick the bead of moisture from the tip. He sucks in a breath through his teeth and buries his hand in my hair.
“Mm,” I moan around him.
I move to the side, licking his piercing. I wanted to feel it; now, I guess I will. I close my lips around the head, swirling my tongue as I suck gently. His knuckles go white as he grips the edge of the tub. Taking him farther, I feel the coldness of the little, silver balls against my cheeks. When he hits the back of my throat, he groans, grabbing a fistful of my hair. Tears spring to my eyes and I feel my gag reflex about to kick in. I pull back, swirling my tongue. With his dick now wet from my mouth, I stroke him, rolling his balls between my fingers.
“You taste good.”
I lick him from base to tip before sucking on the head once more. The expression of awe on his face gives me an idea.
“Wait here,” I tell him, and then retrieve my breath strips from the medicine cabinet.
He watches with suspicion, but I also see a bit of anticipation in his stare. I kneel before him again, placing a strip on my tongue, and then wrap my hands around his dick. As the strip melts, I breathe in and slowly exhale through my mouth, allowing my cool breath to caress the tip. He moans and his head falls back. This time when I take him into my mouth, he grunts and grabs my head with both hands. My lips slide up and down his dick as I suck as hard as I can, humming and moaning. I keep my gaze on him, adoring him with my eyes and mouth. He lets out a long moan and catches his bottom lip between his teeth. He’s so fucking hot. When I let him slip from between my lips, he grabs my arms and lifts me onto his lap so I’m straddling him. His fingers curl around the back of my neck and he pulls me forward. As he kisses me, his hands roam my body before coming to a stop on my stomach. I freeze when his thumb slides past the waistband of my panties.
“No, don’t…” He licks my nipple as his thumb finds my clit. “Fuck…”
He presses down, making small circles while his tongue and teeth torment my nipples, leaving them utterly sensitive. When he bites down, I cry out from both pleasure and pain. I can’t sit still, writhing on his lap as he drives me crazy. He increases the pressure and speed of his thumb and a wave of calm envelopes me – the calm before the storm. My orgasm rips through me, and I grab his shoulders as I begin to shake uncontrollably.
“OhmyGodohmyGodohmyGod!” I scream, throwing my arms around him.
When I stop shaking, I open my eyes to find him smiling at me.
“You broke my rule again.”
He kisses me softly in apology.
“Okay…your turn.”
I resume my position on my knees and take him between my breasts. He groans, watching as his dick slides between them. I wrap my lips around him again, swirling my tongue, stroking him with both hands as I suck on the head. He growls, grabs a handful of my hair, and jerks my head back. I feel the warmth of his cum as it spurts onto my chest and drips down my breasts. I continue to stroke him until the last drop falls from the tip then give him one final lick before standing.
“You’re welcome.”
With a smirk, he smacks my ass.
“Now get outta here so I can clean myself up.”
After washing his hands, he closes the door behind him. When I walk back into the bedroom, he’s fast asleep. I climb in next to him and realize he’s naked under the covers. Good Lord. He pulls me against him and I lay my head on his chest.
