Page 119 of Feeling the Heat: Part One
“Hey, you’re the one who fucked me with your tits while I was tied up. I can’t help that it’s all I think about now when I jerk off.”
A lopsided, cheeky smile curves across her plush pink lips, and a dimple forms in one cheek. It’s so damn cute and sexy.
I groan, dipping my head to bury my face between her glorious breasts. Palming one, I breathe in her warm scent as Icircle her hard nipple through the lacy fabric of her top. She’s soft and comfortable and perfect.
“Mmm, I think maybe I’ll live here from now on,” I murmur against her skin.
Camille giggles, the breathy sound going straight to my heart. And my cock.
I look up at her, butterflies erupting in my stomach at the sight of this beautiful omega smiling at me like I’m something special. Like she’s just as happy to be here with me.
God, I’m so gone for this woman.
“That’s what you want as your prize?” Camille asks, cocking a brow at me.
“So you admit I won?” I tease, rolling her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.
She scoffs. “No. I was outnumbered by your cheating, devious pack.”
A devilish grin forms on my lips, and I pinch her nipple, savoring the hiss of pleasure-pain Camille releases. “I think you like beingoutnumberedby us, Cami.”
Her eyes grow hooded, but she shakes her head. “I…”
“I already know how much you like to be overwhelmed and controlled, gorgeous.” I tug the neckline of her top down and drop my mouth to tease her nipple through the thin mesh of her pale pink bra.
Camille gasps when my teeth graze against her breast, and I move to her other one, laving the firm bud with my tongue until the fabric is wet and clinging to her skin.
She grips my arm as her breath grows ragged and her perfume saturates the air. “Jackson, please,” she murmurs, arching her back.
Instead of giving her more, I pull back and sit up to gaze down at her, flushed and breathless, spread out on my bed like a wet dream.
“Mmm, there she is.” I ghost my hand up from her breast to cage her throat and her eyelashes flutter, her omega eager to submit. “So needy and impatient for my dick. But you remember what I like, don’t you?”
Defiance flashes behind her eyes, pushing her omega aside. “I do. You like being tied up and being edged until you’re a whimpering mess.”
I laugh at her unexpected retort, my dick bucking at the memory. I increase the pressure on her throat, fingers digging into the underside of her jaw. “So do you, Cami.”
Her pupils dilate and her legs fall open wider. I can feel how hot her pussy is even through the fabric of her pants and my jeans, and I fight to not let my eyes roll back at the sensation.
“Can we call a truce for tonight?” she whispers, her eyes focusing on my lips as she grips the waistband of my jeans. “I need you inside me.”
Normally, I wouldn’t give in, but I’m too eager to feel her wrapped around my cock again to argue. A sound similar to a growl rumbles out of me and my lips crash against hers as she fumbles with my jeans to free my dick.
I suck in a sharp breath as her nimble fingers wrap around my cock and give it a rough pump, her thumb teasing the crown and smearing pre-cum all over the head.
She lifts her hips for me so I can tug her pants and underwear down over her ass. They trap her legs together and the view of her slick-soaked thighs pressed together and the small thatch of ginger curls makes something short circuit in my brain.
I don’t bother undressing either of us more. She wants my dick now? She’ll get it now.
Camille gasps as I roll her over and move my body over hers so she’s pinned in place, flat on her stomach.This view is equally amazing, her thick ass presented for me and the heaven between her thighs barely more than a tempting sliver.
I spit in my palm and slick my length with it, then spread her apart as much as I can with her legs bound at the knees to notch my cock against her dripping slit.
“This what you wanted?” I ask, not giving her time to reply as I sink inside in one slow thrust.
“Oh, fuck, you feel huge, it’s…” Camille shudders as I lay my weight across her back, and scoop the hair off her neck so I can press my lips to her flushed skin as I ease my hips back and then thrust in again.
“How do I feel, gorgeous?” I prompt, voice rough from how fucking tight she is like this. Her pussy is choking my dick, spasming around me as I work myself inside her in slow, deep strokes.
