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Leaning forward slightly, I set my hands on his chest, feeling the hard play of his muscles beneath my palms. Rocking forward, he shifted inside me.
My eyes widened as I stared down at him. Then Imoved again, rolling my hips in a circle, chasing the pleasure.
Every direction I moved, it felt good. I lifted, dropped.
“Fuck, you look incredible riding my dick. That’s it, make yourself come on my dick.”
I tried, working so hard to come.
“Play with your clit. You might need that to come. I’m gonna watch, red. I’m gonna lay here as you use me and watch.”
Reaching between us, I set two of my fingers over my slick clit and moved them in circles, just the way I needed to when I made myself come when I was alone in bed.
Combining that usual pattern with his dick inside me…
I came. It didn’t take much. Especially watching Cam watch me. It was so hot. And the way he was looking at me made me feel sexy. Pretty.
“Cam!” I cried, my head tipping back and my eyes falling closed.
“That’s my good girl. Fuck.”
He gripped my hips, thrust up as he pulled me down. I felt him swell inside me, then pulse as he came.
I settled on his chest and we kissed, his fingersgoing into my hair and holding me in place. When he pulled back, his dark eyes met mine. He was smiling, softly. Almost sweetly for such a rugged guy. “Mine. You’re mine, red.”
I nodded, then tucked my head onto his shoulder as his arms went around me. He pulled the blanket up and we fell asleep just like this. Joined.
I was safe. Not only in this house, but in Cam’s arms. I knew he wouldn’t let anything happen to me.
So I slept.
10
CAM
Taylor stirred in my arms,then came to full awareness from one second to the next, sitting up in bed so fast she whacked my chin with the top of her head.
“Oh my God, what time is it?” she shrieked, glancing at my bedside clock.
The sheet fell to her waist and I admired the view in the early morning light.
“I’m late. I have to get to work. I have no clothes and my car’s at my Dad’s.” She’d been up only a few seconds and already had a long list.
I sniffed, then glanced at the clock myself. Six-fifteen.
“Okay, I’ll get you there,” I said, my voice rough with sleep. “Come to the clinic when you’re done?”
She shook her head, her long hair floating around her in a messy cascade.
I loved this sight of her. Besides her anxiousness, she was well rested, had bedhead and a flush from being held in my arms all night. Plus, her body… fuck me, it was so soft and pale it practically glowed against my dark sheets. I’d watched her ride me, her perfect tits bobbing as she moved. It was something I was never going to forget.
And she was all mine.
“–after until they close at six.”
I missed half of what she said because I was studying her perfect tits. I had so many things I wanted to do to her–with her–like sucking on those nipples. I wondered how they tasted. I knew they responded so well to my hands.
“Cam!”
