Elena felt her whole body heat up. Could she do this, could she be this bold? Antonio never talked to her like this, he was way too shy, but damn did it turn her on.
“I’ve missed…I want…your mouth.”
“My mouth?” He chuckled. “Where do you want my mouth? Do you want it here?” He kissed her belly, dipping his tongue into her belly button. “Or here?” He kissed the crease between her right leg and her pussy and ran his tongue along the seam. That made her gasp.
“That’s not talking to me, Gorgeous, though your noises are getting me so damn hard right now.” He exhaled a long hot breath over her wet panties. “Tell me,” he whispered.
She dug her hands into his hair. “There, right there. Right where you blew.”
Camden pressed his lips to her swollen clit and hummed, nearly sending her through the ceiling. “Is that the spot?”
“God, yes,” she growled.
That made him chuckle harder. “My woman is so damn hungry, isn’t she?” He blew against her panties and the cool air contrasted with her heat. She whimpered, silently begging for mercy.
Camden hooked his fingers into the top of her panties and pulled them down. She watched his expression go from playful to something close to awe when he gazed at her pussy. “Elena,” he whispered. “Thank you for trusting me.”
Then he plunged in and sent Elena soaring.
His tongue—his magnificent tongue—laved her clit, dipped between her lips, searched out every last drop of pleasure. Elena rocked her hips against him until she lost the ability to stand on her own. He slid his hands to her ass and laid her down gently on the bed, her legs still over the edge.
“Keep your legs apart for me, Gorgeous,” Camden said, still kneeling on the floor. Elena gripped the coverlet in her fists as he licked and sucked and teased her hard little button. He added his fingers, playing with her lips, teasing her opening until he plunged in and massaged her walls.
“That’s…oh, God…that’s….” Elena arched her back as he sent her over the edge into ecstasy.
Elena’s eyes fluttered open when she felt him lie down at her side. He took her into his arms.
“Wait. You’re still dressed?”
Camden laughed. “You haven’t undressed me yet.”
“I really need to fix that.” With a strength she didn’t know she still had, Elena pushed Camden onto his back and straddled him. As she started with the top button of his shirt, he reached around her back and undid her bra with one hand. He stopped her hands with his other, then slipped her bra down her arms. He stared at her nipples and a smile broke across his face.
“Sandy golden brown. Perfect.” He curled his torso up and flicked his tongue across the left one.
“Come on, you’re distracting me.” She playfully—and futilely—tried to push him back down. Instead, he sat up and positioned her on his lap. She wrapped her legs around his back while she worked on unbuttoning the rest of his shirt. He played with her breasts, running his thumbs over her nipples. When she pulled his shirt off—revealing a washboard below his muscular pecs, she returned the favor by licking and sucking his nipples. She was shocked at the level of response she got—he threw his head back, closed his eyes, and blew out a breath.
“Very sensitive,” he murmured, which just made her wetter.
As she sucked on one, her hands went to his waist and she undid his jeans. He slid his hands under her and lifted Elena off and to the side and she helped him shrug out of his jeans. His cock strained against his boxer briefs, a damp circle of pre-come clearly visible at the tip. She ran her hand lightly over his bulge before he lifted up and she pulled his boxer briefs off. His cock sprang free, long and thick and irresistible. She cupped the tip and ran her palm back and forth across it until beads of sweat broke out across his forehead. She’d never been so forward in her life, or felt so in control. She liked it.
Elena pulled Camden closer and whispered in his ear how lonely he must have been all this time, how much she wanted him, how handsome he was.
“You’re gonna undo me if you go on like this,” he said.
So she kissed him instead. His lips were soft and strong. His arms wrapped around her. She felt his hardness pressing against her belly, insistent. Camden stroked her hair, running his fingers through it. Her hands found his cock again and she stroked him faster, harder. It curled into a “C”, the tip bending back like a bow that wants to shoot, touching his belly. Pre-come slicked the skin below his navel and he gasped.
“Are you all right?”
“Not used to getting so close so quickly.”
God, that’s hot. She brushed her belly against his length and he groaned, then clutched her arms and rolled over until she was under him. His amber eyes practically glowed with lust as they searched her face. The tip of his cock pressed against her entrance and he slid it up against her clit. When he saw her reaction, he grinned wickedly and rubbed against her until neither one could stand another moment.
“Tell me what you want, Elena,” Camden growled. “Tell me fast, Gorgeous, for both our sakes.”
This time, she didn’t hesitate. “I want you inside me. So deep inside me.”
Camden didn’t hesitate, either. He slipped his tip into her and groaned as she gave him a welcoming squeeze.
