Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 101(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 101(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
I can’t even process the fact that this is happening, right here, right now, on the kitchen floor. This is so wrong. But if that’s the case, why does it feel so right?
I look down at his face, feral as he spreads my pink folds with his pink tongue. He’s looking right back up at me, like he’s tasting the best divine sweetness he’s ever tasted in his life.
“You—you like it?” I somehow manage to ask him, despite the fact that I’m totally freaking out inside.
He nods, his eyes blooming. “You taste like heaven, baby.”
I open my mouth to respond but get no chance as he goes back for seconds. A long, breathy moan slips from my throat as he presses his tongue against that sweet bundle of nerves.
He groans back as he licks, the vibrations enhancing the pleasure that is already almost too much to handle. He must have been working hard today, because the sweat from his body has soaked his shirt, which now clings to his muscles, revealing them as if he was wearing nothing.
I’m on the verge now, ready to tumble off that cliff into the glowing pool of bliss below. The skill with which Cam is pleasuring me has taken me to the edge. His lips and cheeks are soaked with my arousal, and as he moves his hands to my butt and squeezes, applies even more pressure, I lose the last remainder of control.
My body bursts like a volcano as my orgasm crashes into me, sending me into uncontrollable shivers that cause Cam to snatch me with all his strength. My vision blurs and my hearing dulls. All sensations aside from the pleasure of my climax vanish.
My scream echoes off the walls of the kitchen, probably heard by the neighbors, but I don’t care. Let them hear me. I’m not going to do anything to stifle myself during this moment—this moment of unbelievable pleasure that I could never have imagined in my wildest fantasies.
“Oh my God, Cam,” I stammer, my voice barely a breath. “I can’t…I never…”
And then he’s standing in front of me, his stunning eyes drilling into me with raw masculine energy. The next thing I know, my shirt is off, my pants are around my ankles, and I’m standing basically naked before him, the tremors of my orgasm reverberating through me.
He kisses me, and I taste myself on his lips. I can’t explain why, but it turns me on even more. There’s something just so absolutely primal about the way we’re interacting. It’s like I’m a female of our species and he’s a male who has decided I’m his, and all social rules and propriety have been thrown out the window and replaced by pure lust and desire.
“You see what you’ve done to me?” he asks, taking my hand and placing it aggressively on the massive bulge that’s formed between his legs. With a quick motion, he yanks his fly, causing the buttons to burst and expose the tightly packed knot hidden behind his briefs.
A jolt of pride thunders through me. I did that to him. I can’t help but smile. After days of Cam turning his back on me and doing whatever he can to avoid me, now I have indisputable proof that I turn him on. That he wants me.
“I did that to you?” I ask as I flutter my eyelids at him. He smirks and pulls the waistband of his briefs down. I nearly jump back as his cock explodes out and slaps my wrist with such force it makes a slapping sound against my skin. “Jesus!”
“No, baby. You know my name.” I nod. “Say it.”
“Cam.”
“Again.”
“Cameron.” This time I’m louder. He smirks, steps forward, and slips his massive girth between my legs, spreading my fold.
“And once I give you this, you’ll be mine forever.”
5
CAMERON
I nearly throw Katie across the room as I grab her and bend her over the kitchen table, the sweet taste of her pussy juices on my lips and my heart pumping faster than ever.
I’m leaking pre-cum all over the linoleum floor, and something inside me is screaming at me to claim her. To make her mine now.
My balls are literally aching with desire, and I’m so hard it hurts. And when I look at her bent over, that sweet eighteen-year-old ass with its perfect curves, just barely hiding her virgin pussy, I wonder just how I managed to hold out this long.
How did I not break into her room while she was asleep, strip her naked, and have my way with her? How did I not breed her little fertile flower like the fresh new woman she is?
Because I’m dating her mom, that’s why. I fought this every night, told myself I was a decent man. But that lie dies as I touch her. I give in. On Sunday I’ll be gone. Mercedes was never mine. Katie is. Katie who lights my heart on fire.