Page 58 of Her Faithful Protector

“Stay with me Cami,” he whispered. His fingers stroked her tender flesh, up and down he followed the seam of her sex. Cami held her breath, waiting for a deeper touch and he didn’t disappoint her. When one of his big fingers probed deep she gasped and grabbed his shoulders.

“You’re so soft and wet. You feel so good, Cami.”

“I do?”

He looked back up so she could see his eyes. They were almost emerald green with desire.

“Baby, I need you to lie down, can you do that for me?”

Part of her wanted to argue. They were in this together, so she would only lie down if he did, but there was something in his face that made her comply. His arm wrapped around her back to help lower her to the mattress. His finger never stopped stroking inside her body.

“We’re going to take this slow,” he said with a tight smile.

“I don’t want to go slow, I want you now.” She reached out to touch his erection.

“No Cami, don’t touch me. If you do I’ll explode like a rocket. Keep your hands on my shoulders. Just let me pleasure you this first time, okay?”

She could see his need and anxiety, and it got through to her like nothing else could have. She relaxed back into the mattress, her hands by her head, and let the sensations wash over her. Nic bent his head to her breast. He licked all around her nipple then blew. She arched off the bed as he pressed two fingers inside her body.

“What?”

He sucked her hardened tip into his mouth and she moaned. Fire ripped through her blood, sparks sizzled down every vein as she tried to make sense of what she was feeling. Dimly she realized she’d spread her legs wide in a wanton need for more.

She was so close to the pinnacle, an orgasm like no other, when Nic pulled his fingers out of her heated channel and knelt up higher.

“No!” She lifted her weak arms and tried to pull him back to her.

“I’m here Cami, I’m not leaving.”

She heard the crinkle of a foil wrapper and realized he was protecting her. When wasn’t he protecting her? She watched as he sheathed his erection and moved over her, one arm cuddling her head, his eyes looking into hers.

“I love you so much. You’re my world.” He blessed her with a tender kiss that soon turned hot and wild. Camilla lifted her knees, trying to tempt him into her body. He swept his hand down until he was touching the curls at the apex of her thighs, but that wasn’t what she wanted.

“No, I want your…your…”

“Say it, honey,” he grinned down at her. “The word is cock.”

She balled up her fist and hit him on his shoulder. Hard. “Fine, you smartass, I want your cock.” She whispered the last word, she couldn’t help it.

His laughter sighed out of him. His hand moved past her curls and then she felt his thumb touching her clitoris.

“Ahhhhh.” White shone behind the backs of her eyelids. It wasn’t quite the right touch that she needed at first, but Nic being Nic, learned quick. Soon he was circling her swollen bud and she was panting and struggling to keep herself under control.

“Stop it! I need you inside me. We get to make love, you promised.” She felt tears dripping down her temples. She stared up at him, seeing the indecision on his face. “Nic, it’s going to be all right. I promise. How could anything we do together ever really hurt me? Our bodies were meant to be together.”

He continued to circle her clit as he positioned his cock at her swollen entrance. Camilla willed herself to relax. When he started to enter her it was everything she could have hoped for—he was stretching her, filling her, making her feel complete. Then he pressed even farther, and the sensation changed. Her body was trying to stop him, trying to keep him out. She looked up at Nic’s face that was tight with concentration.

He started to pull out.

“Cami—”

Using her knees she shoved up with all the strength that she had.

“Uggh,” she muffled the sound as quickly as she could by pressing her mouth against his neck.

Dammit, she felt even more tears leaking from her eyes. She was a damned faucet, and it was going to scare the hell out of Nic.

“Cami. Look at me.”