“Kamila,” I warn.
Suddenly, I’m flipped over, and she’s straddling me.
“How did you?—”
“Yes, Cameron.” She sinks herself onto my dick, and we both moan as she clamps around me. “I’m your girlfriend.”
“Fuck,fuck,” I hiss, trying to remain in control while she slowly grinds herself onto me. Then the thread I was holding onto snaps. I pick her ass all the way up and slam her back down, burying myself deep inside of her. The sounds of our grunts, moans, and screams continue.
“You’re mine, Kamila.”
My fingers grab onto her nipples, and I pinch them. Still squeezing both tits back and forth with one hand, I lower the other to squeeze and slap her ass.
“Yes. I’m yours,” she cries.
Fuck yes. I flip her onto her back and move in hard, long strokes. Her eyes glaze over as my mouth falls to her neck, licking, kissing, and nipping.
“That feels so good, don’t stop,” she implores as her hips move in rhythm with mine. My dick twitches at the pleading in her voice and the movement of her own body. I’m not going to last for much longer.
Kami’s never been this loud before, and it’s turning me on even more. Somehow, I still have the common sense to put a hand over her mouth and muffle her cries. This only seems to edge her on more, and her pussy starts to clench around my cock. I curse again. I’m going to take her to a secluded area one day where we can fuck for hours and not worry about how loud we both are.
She says something, and I pull my hand away, wanting to hear her words clearly.
“I’m going to come.” She looks me straight in the eye. “Come with me. Come inside of me while I squirt all over you.”
Fuck me.
Our tongues meet, and I pull away quickly to look at her, wanting to go over the edge together.
“I’m close,” I say, making sure she knows I’m right there with her.
My fingers reach her clit as I thrust into her until we both stiffen and we explode after weeks of barely touching.
She shakes as we both come down from what I believe was the best sex we’ve had so far.
I kiss her lazily while slowly moving inside of her, still not fully emptied.
After another minute, I pull out of her and lay down on my side. My breathing finally starts to slow, as does hers.
Turning my head, I find her with closed eyes and a hazy smile plastered across her face. She’s so fucking beautiful and officially mine. The paranoia I’ve had for weeks starts to lessen, making me feel like my old self. A better version of me because of my girl.
“Five more minutes and then round two?” Kamila says unexpectedly.
My cock twitches at the request, and I know I’ll be ready before then.
“I can do that.”
She turns to me with eyes wide open. “Oh, God, I was kidding. Give me at least twenty, please.”
My chest shakes as I laugh at the terrified look on her face. “I’ll give you thirty.”
Kami shivers. “Sounds good.”
“Thirsty? Hungry?”
Her eyes shift downwards. “Would it be embarrassing to say both?”
Immediately, I lift her chin. I hate that she still has these insecurities because of what other men and her sister have said to her.
