“First?” I cock my eyebrow at him.
Cameron takes my face in his hands and kisses me hard. “I’m getting three out of you. First, you’re going to come on my fingers. Then, you’re going to come on my tongue. Only after those two will I let you come on my cock.”
This has barely started, and I can already tell how well we match up in the bedroom. I like dirty talk; so does he. I like to submit; he likes to dominate. If he’s as good with his fingers, tongue, and dick as he thinks, this is shaping up to be one hell of a night.
“Spread your legs.” I immediately do as he asks, and he lets out a light chuckle. “So obedient for me.”
“Yes,” I breathe. “I want you to make me feel good.”
“Oh, I’m going to make you feelverygood,” he says, tone husky and low and oh-so fucking sexy. His hand travels down my body until it reaches the waistband of my thong. He slips his hand beneath the fabric, only stopping once he reaches the area I’m desperate for him to touch. “Fuck, baby. Your pussy is soaked.”
He teases a thick finger down my center, and I fight to stay composed. “From the rain.”
Cameron lets out a dark laugh. “You’re a fucking brat, Zhuri. You’re not this wet from the rain. No, you’re wet like this because you’re a desperate little slut ready to get fucked.”
His middle finger slips inside of me, and it’s already enough to stretch me. “Yes, Cameron…”
“You’re so tight,” he groans. “Fuck, I can’t wait to feel you around my cock.”
“Oh my God,” I moan, head thrown back in pleasure when he slides another finger inside me.
“Cameron,” he smirks, and I feel like I could combust. “The only deity you’ll be praying to tonight is me.”
“Yes,” I nod emphatically, losing my sanity as he starts teasing his thumb over my clit. “That feels so good.”
“Because I know what you need,” he rasps, thrusting his fingers in and out of me. “I’m going to take such good care of you tonight, Zhuri baby.”
“Please…”
“No need to beg. I’ll give you exactly what you need.” I kiss him roughly. “This wet cunt is so desperate for me, isn’t she? You’re dripping down my fingers. Are you close already, baby?”
“Mhmm,” I nod, feeling the coiling low in my abdomen. I don’t think I’ve ever come so quickly from somebody’s fingers before.
“Then let go, Zhuri. Show me how fucking pretty you are when you come.” He quickly drops to his knees. “I need to see it.”
There’s a hint of desperation in Cameron’s voice, like he trulyisdesperate for this. Desperate for me to shatter. Desperate to have me writhing in front of him, riding his hand like it’s a goddamn toy.
“That’s it,” he coos. “You’re doing so well. I feel you clenching around my fingers. Stop fighting it, and let go.”
That’s exactly what I do.
“Cameron!” I shout as I come around his fingers, already having one of the best orgasms of my life.
Cameron keeps working me with his fingers until my orgasm ebbs out, and then I collapse onto the mattress behind me.
He slips his fingers out of me and prowls up my body, maintaining eye contact the entire time. “Fucking gorgeous when you come, Z.” He slips his fingers wet with my release into his mouth and sucks them clean, moaning in pleasure.“Fuuuck,you taste good.”
He stands off the bed again, toying with the hem of my thong. “Off.Now.That was only my appetizer, and I’m ready for my fucking meal.”
Oh, Lord have mercy.
thirty-four
Cameron
OnehitofZhuriis all it took to make me a fucking addict.
I about came in my damn briefs as soon as she clenched around my fingers. It’s a goddamn miracle I didn’t.
