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“I…I’m coming!”
He moves faster. I clench my muscles around him, crying out as my body shudders. In the middle of my orgasm, he grunts, moving with fervor. I throw my arms around his neck and pull him close.
“Don’t pull out.”
He moans, jerking his hips as he buries his face in my neck. When he comes, he lets out a roar and bites into my shoulder. He collapses on top of me and I hold on to him. Our breathing is out of control, our hearts beating erratically. He shifts, taking his weight off me, and lies next to me. I turn to him and place my head on his chest, feeling replete and utterly exhausted. As my eyes are fluttering closed, he picks me up and carries me to the bed. Curling up behind me, he pulls me into his arms.
“Cameron…I love you.”
CHAPTER 20
You know when you have found your prince because you not only have a smile on your face but in your heart as well. – Author Unknown
A hand on my stomach gently rouses me from sleep. He pulls me to him, my back to his front, but I turn to face him, throwing my arm around his waist. The reason he woke me up becomes evident when his hard dick pokes me. Never mind that he did the same thing three times last night. I’m a little happy we don’t live together because he would wear me the hell out.
“Breakfast first,” I tell him. “And a shower.”
It’s obvious he’s already showered. He smells heavenly – like shower gel and pure man. While I’m inhaling his scent, he tries to worm his hand between my thighs. I push at his chest and he not-so-gracefully allows me to roll away from him. I grab my kimono from the floor and head into the bathroom. After the night I had, Honey should be in desperate need of some hygienic attention. I brush my teeth, turn on the shower, and strip down, singing Outkast’s “So Fresh, So Clean”. As I step inside, memories of last night flood my mind. It was incredible.Hewas incredible. But…we didn’t use protection. I lay my palm wistfully on my stomach and realize Idowant to have a baby. I want to havehisbaby.
I’m conflicted. I’ve wanted to be a doctor for as long as I can remember. Having a baby means putting that on hold. Who knows for how long? I’ve come too far to stop now, even for a little while. If it’s meant to be, it will happen, right? It’s just a matter of time. I know he understands I have to at least finish med school first. Besides, I’m the one who told him not to use protectionandnot to pull out. I’ll just have to find a pharmacy today.
As I’m rinsing the soap from my body, I hear him moving around. I slide my hand against the glass to clear the mist and see him walking toward me with a very familiar look in his eyes. I turn to him as he steps in. He takes my hand and pulls me to him, snaking his free arm around my waist.
“Did you order my breakfast?” He nods, moving my hand down to the Kraken. “Oh, really? I don’t thinkthat’son the menu.”
He smiles, turns me around, and places my palms on the glass. I lose control of my breathing as he leans in and presses his lips to my neck. My knees wobble, my heart thunders in my chest, and my body quivers against him.Sweet Jesus!What is he doing to me?His lips move slowly across my shoulder while he tweaks my nipples. He grabs my waist and his tongue slides up my spine, making my skin tingle. From behind, he reaches between my legs and slides his finger inside me, curling his other arm around me to massage my clit.
“Cameron…”
My fingers curl into fists against the glass when he begins to move faster. While one finger slides in and out, he alternates between stroking my clit and my lips. I reach back, grabbing a handful of his hair. The more I move against him, the more intense his actions become. He turns me around to face him and I search his silver eyes; the desire I find there absolutely floors me. It does wonders for a girl’s ego to know she’s wanted this much.
He slips his finger inside me again and grabs the back of my head, holding me in place by my hair. He wants me to look at him again.Oh, Lord.Once again, I try my best to hold his stare. It’s hard! Damn near impossible when his fingers are driving me crazy. He presses his thumb down on my clit while his middle finger glides in and out.
“Oh, God!”
Impossibly, he turns up the intensity in his stare. His eyes are like storm clouds about to deliver torrential rain.
“Kiss me.”
He leans forward with a moan. The instant his lips touch mine, I feel my orgasm approaching. I sink my nails into his shoulders, whimpering like a sad puppy. He grabs my ass, lifting me off the floor. The Kraken slides past my lips and I come instantly. By the time he’s all the way inside me, my legs are shaking uncontrollably around his hips. He grunts, holding me to him tightly. The exquisite feeling of him sliding, stretching, filling me up only adds to the sensations, making my orgasm unbelievably more powerful. My eyes never left his. Now I know why he wants me to look at him. Seeing the expression on his face is almost as good as the actual orgasm. It’s as if my pleasure gives him the utmost pleasure in return. Behind that, I see something else – the begging eyes are back.
“What?”
He seems frustrated and it’s gettingmefrustrated. I don’t know what he wants! I cradle his face in my hands and search his eyes desperately.
“Cameron…talk to me.Please.”
He just keeps looking at me with those same eyes – beseeching, yearning. For what? I have no fucking clue!
“I don’t know what you want me to do!”
He turns around and pushes me against the wall, burying himself deep inside me. I cry out, tightening my arms around him. Just like last night, he moves slowly, methodically, pulling back and circling his hips as he moves forward. His lips latch on to my neck and he squeezes my ass, pulling me closer as he grinds against me. Sweet torture. That’s what this is. Along with all those martial arts, he must have studied sexual arts – or better yet, sexual enslavement. I’m most definitely ensnared by his sexual prowess. He makes me want to write a paean about him; a beautiful song, praising his abilities. He goes deep again, and I have to bite my lip to stop myself from screaming out ‘I love you!’ His lips move to mine and I part them, giving him free reign. His tongue slides in and I moan, running my fingers through his hair as his lips move tenderly against mine. I had no idea he could be like this. I had no ideaIcould be like this. I’ve always liked it rough…until now.
“More…please, more.”
He grunts as I move my hips, matching his rhythm. My whimpers become louder, my breathing heavier. It’s almost as if he gets bigger with each stroke. I just get wetter, allowing him to glide in and out. I contract my muscles, gripping his dick. He groans, squeezing my ass. I intensify my movements and he goes still, allowing me to pleasure us both. As he sucks on my bottom lip, he massages my breast. I won’t last much longer; the tingling sensations have already begun. I move faster, chasing my climax. When it hits, I freeze. He grabs my hips and resumes control as I come, screaming his name. His fingers sink into my flesh, and then he pulsates inside me. I wrap my arms around his neck, clinging to him like a drowning woman hanging on to a floating plank.
I don’t know how long we stayed like that; I only know when he pulls out of me I want to reel him back in. I stare at him and he stares at me. Since last night, there’s been something different about him. The way he looks at me…I can’t describe it, but it ties my insides into knots. After he touches a gentle kiss to my lips, he turns to leave.Huh?
