“I’ll never get enough of you, Zhuri baby. For the rest of my life, I will never get enough of you.”
My heart flutters in my chest at the thought of forever.
Our relationship is brand new, but I can already see us going the distance.
Cameron might just be it for me.
I slip back into the water, pressing our naked bodies together under the water as I drape my arms around his neck and kiss him again. He nips at my lip, and I let him inside. Our tongues dance together as we hold each other under the moonlight.
The kiss is sweet and tender, but of course, it doesn’t stay that way. I know he wants me as much as I want him right now.
I start by teasing him, hooking my legs around his waist and rubbing my core over his abdomen. He leans into it by taking his hard cock in one hand and stroking as I move.
I reposition myself, though, and put myself right on top of him. He looks at me in lust as I quickly sheath myself over him.
“Fuck,” Cameron moans, mouth open as he holds onto me desperately. “We can’t fuck in the pool.”
“No?” I rasp, pulling back slightly before sinking back down on him again. “Seems like we’re fucking just fine.”
“Not supposed to,” he manages, trying hard to stop me. “Not in pool water.”
“Then take me out of the damn pool.”
Cameron doesn’t pull out, keeping his cock inside me as he slowly walks us to the stairs to exit the pool. From there, he doesn’t stop until my back is resting against a column on the deck.
“Much better,” he murmurs against my lips before pulling out and slamming back inside me.
“Cameron…”
“Louder,” he commands, biting my collarbone. “Fucking scream about just how much you love me fucking you.”
My head falls back against the column behind me. “Fuck!” I shout. “Don’t stop. I’m so full.”
He picks up his pace. “You love being filled with me as much as I love filling you, don’t you?” I nod frantically. “Fucking right you do. No other cock will ever fill you up the way I do.” He punctuates each of his next words with a hard thrust.
“Perfect.”
Thrust.
“Fucking.”
Thrust.
“Fit.”
Thrust.
“Yes!” I cry. “We’re perfect together.”
Those words cause Cameron to come undone.
He snaps his hips even harder, moving more frantically than before. “Yes,” he mutters, lips pressed to my neck. “Perfect for each other. You are so fucking perfect for me, Zhuri. You’re fuckingit.It’s just you.”
I’m it?
I’m it for him.
He never wants anyone else.
