“You’re soaked. Your pussy is practically begging to be fucked, isn’t it?”
I’m going to come if he keeps touching me. “Yes,” I pant.
He kisses me hard and, finally, unbuttons his pants. His hard dick comes out, hitting his stomach. A drop of his arousal is about to fall to my thigh before I quickly drag my thumb down over his tip and wipe it off. I bring it to my mouth, licking it off my finger, not taking my gaze off his. He watches my every move with a tortured face. A shiver of satisfaction courses through me.
“Fuck that’s hot,” he grunts.
He wastes no time in shoving my thong aside and rubs his cock against my pussy.
“Fuck me,” I demand.
His eyes flame with anger as he shoves himself inside of me the second the words leave my mouth. We both moan loudly.
“Fuck you’re tight,” he hisses.
“Don’t stop,” I beg.
Cameron wraps his hands around my throat. “So. Fucking. Needy.” Each word is punctuated with a thrust of his hips.
And with that, he fucks me hard and unforgivingly. The bed squeaking underneath us is almost as loud as my screaming and his grunting. He’s not afraid to be vocal like other men are, and it’s so unbelievably hot.
Cameron straightens his back and spreads both of my legs further apart, hitting me at a different angle. We both watch as his cock disappears deeper inside of me and that’s when I see it.
“We forgot the condom,” he says, voicing my own thoughts.
There’s no point in putting one on now so I tell him what he needs to know. “I’m on the pill, and I’m clean.” I barely get the words out when he begins to thrust faster.
“Also clean.” His jaw and body are tense as if he’s holding himself back.
“Then keep going, pull out, and come all over me.” I’m past begging. I need this.Weneed this.
“Fuck yeah.” He flips me over and lifts my ass up, spanking me before shoving himself back inside. I feel completely exposed and stretched.
“Harder, Cameron,” I scream, wanting it rougher than last time.
He grabs my hair from the back and pulls it tight. “Don’t. Tell. Me. How. To. Fuck,” he says between aggressive thrusts.
I let out a small sadistic laugh until he grabs the front of my neck with the exact right amount of pressure. “If you laugh at me again, I won’t let you come. Understood?”
“Don’t you dare,” I hiss. I will finish myself off in front of him if he does that.
He lets go of my hair and neck, pushes my face down into the bed, and pounds into me. My screams are muffled, but I can feel myself getting close. He must feel it too because he flips me over onto my back again.
“Are you going to come all over my cock, Kamila?”
“Yes,yes.Don’t stop. Oh God…don’t stop.” My eyes roll to the back of my head.
He sticks two fingers out near my mouth. “Open and suck.”
I’m completely at his mercy, and he knows it. Once I do as he says, those same fingers start rubbing against my clit. My legs shake, and my insides tighten.
“Fuckkkk,” he shouts. “Come for me. Let me hear you scream.”
I allow myself to fall apart and let my orgasm ride out, screaming and moaning at the top of my lungs. He fucks me and chokes me throughout all of it, asserting his dominance. I’m still coming down from my orgasm when he pulls out and finishes all over my tits while throwing his head back and moaning.
Once he’s done, I close my eyes, not caring that his release is all over me. I felt Cameron get off me at some point, but I’m too sedated to do the same.
That was…great. Goddamnit, it was great. It wasn’t a one-time fluke. We’re good at this, and that’s as equally terrifying as it is exciting.
