Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 96612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 483(@200wpm)___ 386(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 483(@200wpm)___ 386(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
I came and came until I was a boneless heap on the bed.
“I really wanted an angry fuck,” he said jokingly as he leaned up to kiss my lips. When he pulled away, his face lost its humor. “But I never wanna scare ya.”
“You don’t.” I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair, watching him close his eyes as he relaxed into the movement.
Then his eyes opened again, and any tenderness was hidden under the heat in his gaze.
“Good,” he said decisively, leaning back on his knees to grasp my hips and flip me over. “On your hands and knees.”
My arms still felt a little like limp noodles as I tried to get into position, but I made it work. My ass bumped into him as I slid my legs under me and rose up, but he didn’t move away, his fingers sliding over my back as I braced my hands against the quilt.
I inhaled a deep breath when he went up on his knees and leaned over my back, his lips meeting my neck softly as he pushed my hair to one side. Then his hands slid gently down my shaking arms.
“On your elbows, baby. Should help.” He braced me as I leaned down toward the mattress and rested my head on my arms.
Then my soft-spoken Cam was gone.
His hands slid back up my arms, over my shoulders and down my back until he was gripping my hips. I closed my eyes as one of his hands moved inward, and couldn’t stop the jerk of my hips as his fingers slid between my legs, pumping inside me once.
Then there was no contact between us except a single hand on my hip.
He slid inside with no warning. He was being careful not to hurt me, but pressed hard, not pulling back or easing me with short thrusts. In one single, steady push, he slid all the way inside, while I whimpered and tilted my hips toward him.
“Fuck,” he groaned as his balls came to rest against my clit.
He was motionless except for the way his dick flexed inside me, giving me time to grow used to him.
“Go,” I ordered, my breath shallow. “Go, Cam. Move.”
He pulled away in silence, but a deep grunt burst out of his mouth as he shoved forward again, then again.
After a few moments, I was cringing into the blanket beneath me, then throwing back my head. “Not so deep, I’m sore,” I ordered through clenched teeth. “Fuck!”
“Shit.” Cam pulled out most of the way and leaned back over me, turning my head to kiss me sloppily. “Sorry, Bea.”
He slid inside me again, slower and shallower that time, before pulling back and doing it again.
“You have to relax, baby,” he whispered, rocking his hips as I willed my body to stop tensing up every time he moved.
This guy was my friggin’ soul mate. We weren’t supposed to have unsuccessful sex. It was supposed to be incredible and mind-blowing from the first time. I needed to get my shit together.
“I’m sorry,” I rasped, letting the top half of my body sink further into the bed.
“Shut up,” he replied, kissing my shoulder and then nibbling a path to my neck. “You can take me, Bea. You just gotta relax, baby. That’s all.”
“It hurts,” I argued, taking a deep breath.
“Does it?” he pushed in a little harder. “You sure?”
I pressed my lips between my teeth as I tried to relax the way he’d instructed, and after a moment, my breath caught in my throat.
Holy shit.
“There you go,” he growled against the back of my neck. “I’m in. Fuck. Shit. Goddamn, that feels good.”
He pulled out and pushed back in slower than he had before, but I no longer felt any pain as he bottomed out inside me. Instead, I seemed to be growing hazy, my entire body throbbing, sensitive to the slightest brush against my skin.
Cam’s arms slid around me, his chest and belly molded to my back as he laced his fingers through mine. “You’re gonna come again,” he said against my ear. “You’re so fuckin’ wet, you’re soakin’ the bed.”
I think I mumbled something back in response, but I wasn’t sure.
His hips sped up a little as his harsh breathing rasped against my ear.
Then I was coming again, just like he’d predicted, this orgasm so different from any I’d had previously that I didn’t even recognize what it was until I was literally throbbing around Cam’s cock.
“Fuck. Yes,” he moaned as his hips began to thrust wildly, finally coming to a complete stop.
He pulled out after a moment and my knees slid down the bed until I was flat on my stomach.
I felt so raw… so bare. It was the oddest thing. I didn’t even realize I was crying until Cam flipped me to my back and his hands went directly to my face.