Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 21530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 108(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 108(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
I hesitate, and he pulls back, waiting patiently. His hazel eyes are full of desire, but the expression on his face is full of patience and love. I know he'll stop if I ask him to, or if I tell him I'm uncomfortable.
"Okay," I whisper, and he smiles.
"Good girl," he praises again.
Cam reaches over to the bedside table, where there's a bottle of lube. We've been going at it like rabbits and have a bottle at both our houses. He slicks his cock up with it, and then presses some against my asshole with his fingers. It's cold, but he warms it up quickly, slowly easing a finger inside. The feeling is strange but not unpleasant. There's the slightest bit of burning, but as always, Cam is slow and gentle as he introduces me to these totally new sensations.
"You ready for another?" he asks. When I nod, he adds a second finger, slowly stretching me open. This time it burns more, and I can feel him scissoring his fingers open to stretch me wider, but I'm surprised by how good it feels, too. When he curls his fingers, my back arches off the bed, and I let out a soft moan that he swallows up by kissing me. His mouth drops to my nipples again, the pleasure from it easing and the discomfort from down below, and when I'm writhing beneath him, he finally pulls his fingers out.
"One more," he whispers, "just to make sure you're ready."
"Hurry up," I whine. "I want you, Cam."
He chuckles, pressing a kiss against my hip. "I know, sweetheart. Be patient. I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't," I whisper.
I let out a gasp as his third finger slips into me, and it does burn more this time, but as soon as Cam crooks them again, I gasp, hungry for more. For him.
"Okay," I pant. "Okay. Please, Cam?"
"Please, who?"
Ah. I know what he wants. "Please, Daddy."
"That’s right." He kisses me again. "Put your legs over my shoulders."
I obey, and Cam grips my hips, angling me upward until it's the perfect position for him to slide into my back entrance. Again, he's as slow as he needs to be, the blunt head of his pushing open the ring of muscle there. I suck in a breath, muscles tense as he fills me somewhere new, somewhere I've never been filled before.
"You okay, Kelly?"
"Yeah," I whisper, shaking. "Yeah."
He sinks in slowly until his cock is fully sheathed in me. It's an overwhelming feeling, being so full back there, and I let out a little whimper. My pulse is racing, blood roaring in my ears.
Cam doesn't move. He waits, giving me all the time in the world to adjust to the thick length of his cock in my ass. Finally, I nod, and he begins to move in and out slowly. Every movement seems amplified tenfold by the fact that I've never done this before, and that we're making love instead of fucking. All the intensity of the day, all the fear and anger and sorrow are worked out of me with each piston of his hips. In turn, I move with him, running my hands over his chiseled chest and arms, showing him just how much I missed him, even for such a short time.
"God, Kelly," he moans. "So fucking tight."
"Cam!"
"You're taking my cock so well, baby girl," he whispers. "Such a good girl."
He's hitting spots in me I didn't know existed, and I gasp for air as my body shakes. The pleasure inside of me builds and builds, and when Cam reaches down to brush my clit, it's like something snaps inside of me. I come hard and fast, shaking beneath him as he keeps thrusting in and out, making the waves of pleasure last forever.
Cam groans, and I feel his cock twitch. He spills inside of me, hot and heavy, and as the last waves of pleasure fade away, I collapse onto the bed. He does, too, falling onto the pillow beside me.
"Holy shit," I pant. "That was—"
"I know," he murmurs, pressing a kiss against my temple. "You were amazing, Kelly. I love you."
The confession, now that it wasn't said right outside of a police car, fills me with warm, glowing joy.
"I love you, too, Cam.”
I roll onto my side, letting him pull me close against his chest, and I breathe in deeply, letting the scent of him fill me. We should clean up, and I'm sure Cam should eat, but for the moment, just being together is enough.
6
CAM
Iknew since the moment I caught her outside of that moving truck that Kelly would be mine for good, but after all the shit with Frank and the arrest, I want to make it official.
No. I need to. I want everyone to see the ring on her finger and to know she's mine. I want her to have my last name, to be my wife in the eyes of the law and the rest of the world.