Finally, I could take no more and I shoved his upper body back a few inches. I kept pushing and twisting but I couldn't move him. "My turn to be on top."
I saw the flash of Brody's teeth as he smiled, but he rolled over obediently and took my body with his.
Once I was on top, I circled my hips slowly, savoring the sensation of his dick deep inside me.
Brody's entire body tensed when I lifted up a few inches and let myself slide back down in a single, slow stroke.
"Oh, God, Cam."
I leaned forward and kissed him as I repeated the motion, taking him as deep as I could. Brody grabbed my ass with both hands and ground me against him, making me moan into his mouth.
He was going to make me come again. My clit was so sensitive that the rasp of his pubic hair against me and the pressure he exerted with his hands was enough.
I rolled my hips faster until Brody began moving with me, his grip on my ass controlling my body and angling me just right. He hit a spot inside me that made my vaginal muscles spasm around him and he made a rough noise low in his throat.
His face rigid with concentration, Brody kept my hips at that angle and thrust up as he pulled me down. The hard, steady rhythm was exactly what I needed to fly over the edge.
I threw my head back and my eyes closed as the orgasm tore through me. Just when I thought I'd hit the apex, Brody's hands left my hips and tugged hard at my nipples.
The sound that escaped my throat was perilously close to a scream and I quivered from head-to-toe as the climax became something I'd never experienced before. Every muscle in my body locked down and I was vaguely aware of my hands clawing at Brody's shoulders as he kept thrusting inside me.
The rioting of my senses ebbed and I could hear his harsh pants as I tried to get my own breathing under control.
Suddenly, Brody rolled. It was a little awkward since my legs didn't want to cooperate. I whimpered when he pulled his rigid length out of my body and positioned me beneath him.
Then he was there again, sliding deep inside me. My pussy clenched hard around him as an aftershock rippled through me.
"Fuck. I can't—" Brody's jaw tightened and he slammed into me once more. His mouth found mine as he came, his hips rolling slow and deep against me.
As he moved, small tremors wracked my body and I could feel my pussy tighten around him once more.
He sucked in a sharp breath and released my mouth, throwing his head back as the last throes of his orgasm consumed him. I hoped it was as earth-shattering as my own climax. I lifted my head and nipped his throat with my teeth.
Finally, we were both left breathless, our bodies still fused together.
Brody looked down at me, his eyes soft, and I had to bite my tongue to keep from blurting out how much I loved him.
While I didn't expect him to be a dick about it, I didn't want him to think it was post-coital haze talking.
So instead, I quipped, "If you were aiming for amazing, I think you overshot the mark."
Brody chuckled. It was little more than a soft breath of air, but his accompanying smile was different. Affectionate. Even tender. Beautiful.
He pressed another brief kiss to my mouth and whispered against my lips, "Oh, I'm just getting started."
Then, he laughed again when my entire body shivered beneath him.
"We do have all night," I murmured in reply.
His eyes sparked, turning brilliant emerald in the dim lamplight. "Yes, we do. Though you should know you're not leaving until I'm ready to let you go."
Damn, but I liked the way that sounded. Unfortunately, I knew he would be ready to let me go far earlier than I would be ready to leave.
I bit my bottom lip. "I do have to work, you know. Sierra will definitely be calling tomorrow, wondering why I didn't show up."
"I'll tell her you're indisposed."
Despite the strange, heady mix of emotions inside me, I managed to smile. "Indisposed? Is this the nineteenth century? If so, I believe we need a chaperone."
"Too late for that." Brody reached between us and held the base of the condom as he pulled out of me. I must have made a noise because he put his hand on my pubic bone and ran his thumb lightly over my clit and down to my entrance. I took a harsh breath when he brushed a particularly sensitive spot. "But I think we should make use of my tub while we discuss your future kidnapping further."
I lifted my upper body so my weight rested on my elbows. "Will your tub fit the two of us?"
"Come find out," he invited as he climbed off the bed. I couldn't help but stare as he took the condom off and turned to walk into the adjoining bathroom. Now that my mind was no longer clouded with lust, seeing Brody in his full naked glory was mesmerizing.
A bath abruptly sounded like a brilliant idea. I immediately envisioned myself in a huge tub, soapy cloth in my hand, and kneeling in front of Brody, who sat back with his arms stretched along the edge of the bath. Like a sultan waiting for his harem of one.
Maybe I could call in sick tomorrow after all.
