“Please don’t say sorry again. And keep pulling on my hair, babe.”
He licks and kisses me until I’m calling out his name, and my body is rocked by the biggest orgasm of my life. He murmurs sweet compliments into my skin as he kisses his way back up my body, his mouth landing on mine. When his hardness presses between my legs, I want him more than ever.
Cam stands to take off his jeans and boxer briefs, and I keep my eyes fixed to the side, refusing to look at him.
“Savannah.” I can hear the amusement in his voice. “Look at me, honey.”
I turn my head toward him.
Holy moly.I didn’t know a man’s package could be so…sizable.
I stare between Cam’s legs and then up at his face.
He breaks into a chuckle. “You look horrified.”
“I’m not,” I say quickly. “I’m…surprised. You were right—I really had no idea what I was in for. Even though I touched you last night, seeing makes it more real.”
He reaches for my hand and wraps my fingers around his cock. “You call the shots, Savannah. Okay? We’ll go as slowly as you want to. It will be good for you. I promise.”
I raise my eyes to his. Like he knows what I’m thinking, he reaches down and pulls a foil packet out of his jeans pocket. He tears open the packet and takes out a condom. He rolls it on carefully and then leans me back against the end of the couch so he can kneel between my legs.
He positions himself at my entrance, but instead of moving like I expect him to, he cups my cheek with his hand. “We’ll go so slowly you’ll be begging me to speed up.” His dimple flashes, and he leans closer to kiss me.
As the same moment that his tongue enters my mouth, he pushes inside me a fraction of an inch.
Oh, God. Cam’s huge. I did not expect it to feel this tight, and I squirm at the sensation.
“You’re ready for me,” he promises. “I made sure of it. Just tell me if you want me to stop.”
He presses inside an inch and then back out, in another inch and then out. Before I know it, he’s completely inside me. I gasp with every move, every sensation filling me up inside. He’s filling me in a way that I didn’t know possible.
“I’m so full,” I say, and his lips are hard on mine.
He kisses me like it’s the last time he’ll ever touch me, like his very life depends on it.
“You feel fucking perfect. I love being inside you,” he says into my mouth.
“Cam. Oh, my God.” The desire rocketing through my body is overwhelming, and I clutch at his back for support.
He stays still until I’ve fully adjusted to the feeling of him inside me.
“You can move,” I say. “I’m ready.”
He starts slowly. But the friction is driving me wild, and just like he predicted, soon I’m saying, “Please go faster, Cam. I can’t take it. I need more…”
He thrusts faster and harder, and any soreness is overwhelmed by an intense need to have him deeper inside me.
But instead of tipping over the edge, I feel myself start to tense. And I don’t come. Then I start thinking about not coming, and soon Cam’s pausing.
“Savannah.” His breath brushes my cheek. “Stop thinking.”
I freeze and look into his concerned eyes. “I can’t.”
I’m so caught up in my own thoughts that it barely registers when he pulls out of me and flips me onto my stomach before entering me again from behind.
Holy shit.
“This is…” I moan into the couch. “Oh, God. It’s so good.”
