He lay down beside her, waiting for her to stop laughing.Fuck it, he thought, and caught her mouth with his, mid-laugh. As much as he loved to hear his woman’s mirth, he wanted to hear her moaning even more. His cock pleaded for it. He rolled her on top of him. Her shiny brown hair fell like a curtain around their faces, it’s heady vanilla-mint fragrance feeding his desire as he looked up into her eyes.
“Oh my God, Gorgeous. I want to devour you.” He captured her full lips and tasted strawberries. Her tongue swept into his mouth, unafraid to explore as she ground her hips against him. He was in serious danger of shooting off before he even got undressed. Camden grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled up. He needed to see her breastsnow. She sat up, straddling him, and he hated losing the full-body contact even for a second, but knew it would be worth it. He slid her shirt over her head, revealing the sexy lacy bra beneath it.
When his eyes widened, she laughed. “Remember when I told you I had to work a little late this week? I snuck out to a little boutique with Lissa and bought a couple of things. Forgive me for fibbing?”
“Only if I can expect something matching on the bottom.” Camden reached for her waistband and tugged down until she’d taken off her pants. When he saw the tiny scrap of lace not so much covering her as teasing him, he growled, “I forgive you immediately and in the future in case you ever want to do that again.”
Elena grinned. “Your turn.” She scooted back from Camden and he sat up. She knelt on the bed and unbuttoned his shirt, then pulled it off. When she started on his jeans, he told her, “I’m afraid my underwear isn’t nearly as lacy and exciting as yours.”
She laughed. “I guess I can forgive you this time.” She pulled his jeans down and blatantly admired him in his boxer briefs. “Oh, yes, I think you did just fine.” When she ran her palm over his bulge, balls to tip, he shuddered.
“Oh, God, Elena,” he hissed as she ran the tips of her fingers back down.
She reached behind her back and undid her bra. He hooked his thumbs under the straps and slid them down her arms. The lace peeled away from her breasts, revealing her nipples which pebbled the moment they hit the air. He took them in his hands and ran his thumbs over them as she arched her neck back and closed her eyes. Camden bent forward and took her right nipple into his mouth. He licked her areola until it stiffened even more. He did the same with the other as Elena moaned under his administrations. He teased her cleavage with his cheek stubble until she grabbed his boxer briefs and tugged them off.
“Fair’s fair,” Camden said as he slipped the lace panties down her thighs.
Elena scooted back and stepped off the bed. She motioned for him to sit on the edge.
Then she dropped to her knees between his legs and looked up at him, her eyes glazed with desire.
Susan had been a generous lover, but once Camden realized she wasn’t big on giving head, he’d never asked her to do it again. She’d left him with the impression that most women weren’t crazy about it. So he said, “Elena, you don’t have to.”
“But I want to. You made me feel so good with your mouth. I want to return the favor before we…” She turned her attention back to his cock. She ran her thumb over the tip and smiled at the resulting drop of pre-come.
Camden shuddered and gripped the comforter. “Really, it’s okay—”
All rational thought ceased as she leaned forward and licked the drop off. She caressed his tip with her tongue, swirling it around and around until she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and sucked him in. She ran her tongue tip along the flair, tracing the curves with her lips and tongue. He sank his fingers deep into her long, thick hair. His eyes closed and he arched backwards. “Elena. Christ, Baby.”
She released his head and ran her lips up and down his shaft. “I love doing this to you,” she murmured against his skin, the vibrations and her husky voice full of lust driving him crazy. She cupped his balls and fingered the skin gently. He shook under her touch and knew he couldn’t take much more.
Before she could plunge his entire length into her mouth, he pulled her to her feet. “No one’s ever done that for me, Gorgeous, not like that.”
“I’d love to keep going. All the way until you come in my mouth.”
Camden took a deep, shuddering breath. “Next time. Now it’s my turn again.”
He pulled her back on the bed until she straddled him. The head of his cock brushed against her clit, and he felt her swell against him. He gripped her ass, moving her slowly up and down over his shaft. Elena clung to him, glassy-eyed as she told him she was his now, safe in his arms. They moved together, or rather, he moved her, and her juices ran down her legs.
“I’m aching inside,” she moaned.
“Tell me what you want, Baby.”
“I need you inside me, now. I want to be filled with your cock.”
He kissed her throat again, then moved to her ear, tracing it with just his tongue tip, sending her into a near-frenzy as she gasped and gripped his shoulders. She sank her nails into his arms and he moaned at her rough touch. He stopped moving and held her tightly, looking into her eyes. “Now?”
“God, yes.”
The need in her eyes, her parted lips, the way she clutched him, all of it made him light-headed. He lifted her hips and positioned her swollen opening over his cock. Then he slid her down quickly, drawing a gasp out of her as he groaned. So tight, and soft, and wet. He made sure to caress her clit with every stroke, until he felt her walls pulsing around him. They both found ecstasy at the same moment.
Elena went limp in his arms and he laid her down carefully. Camden pulled the comforter over them both and held her, their legs tangled together. Her eyes were closed and her breathing slowed from panting to smooth and even. He nuzzled in her hair and she kissed his throat.
“I love you, Camden,” she whispered.
“I love you too, Gorgeous.”
“I never thought I’d find someone I could love again.”
