Bender (The Core Four #1)(62)
“Fucking perfect,” he whispered.
I broke eye contact and looked at the object that Camden had carried over. He was holding two resistance bands. They were each about three foot long, and my curiosity sparked. What was he planning on doing with those? I didn’t have to think about it too long. He took a step toward me, and squatted by my right side. Being this close to him, I could smell the underlying scent of his soap. It was mouthwatering. Camden started making short work of tying a knot around my wrist and securing it to the handle that I was holding. The rubber against my skin wasn’t exactly uncomfortable, but it wasn’t the softest material either. When he felt like it was tight enough, he went to my other side and did the same thing. I’d never been tied down to anything before, let alone a piece of workout equipment. My blood was scorching, and I could feel it thrumming through my veins. I didn’t like the idea of not being able to move. Other than being able to squeeze my legs shut, I had no mobility. I was trapped and unable to do anything to hide or protect myself if things went further than what I was okay with. I was about to tell Camden that I didn’t think I could do this when he looked up at me. Underneath the ferocity of his stare was something that I didn’t expect to see. There was understanding and gentleness. He was pleased that I was letting him take me this far. Bringing his hand up, his palm cupped my cheek. I leaned into his touch. With a subtle nod, I knew the tenderness was over.
He stood up over the top of me in a very domineering fashion. I could see the clear outline of his cock through his gym shorts. Camden was rock hard, and all I wanted to do was take him in my mouth. I had no idea what he was going to do, but the not knowing was part of the fun. Apparently he wasn’t done restraining me. I thought I’d be able to keep some mobility of my legs, except he leaned over and added enough weight to the machine that bringing my legs together was no longer an option. I glared at him.
“That’s right Blue, get pissed at me. But don’t worry, you’re going to enjoy this just as much as I am.”
Using one of his hands he reached up and pinched one of my nipples hard enough to make me cry out. Leaning down he took the sensitive peak into his mouth and soothed it with his warm tongue, rolling it between his teeth. The pain then pleasure sent a bolt of pleasure to my center. Camden was switching back and forth between pinching and sucking. He did this over and over, and my eyes rolled back. When he felt that he’d given my breasts enough attention he stood back up and looked down at me. Gripping his cock he rearranged himself. Was he trying to drive me crazy? Why wasn’t he getting naked too? I wanted to see him in all his magnificent glory. Camden had one of the most incredible bodies I’d seen on a man. I’d been around him plenty of times walking around the house, or here in the gym with nothing but a pair of shorts on. The tight corded muscle of his arms and back were solid. His abs had defined ridges that were made for a woman’s fingers to smooth over. And his V… it taunted me. Everything about Camden was a tease. I wanted my hands on him all the time. His tanned skin was smooth and flawless. He screamed sex.
“I’m going to taste every inch of your body with my tongue. And in case that’s not enough, I think I’ll fuck you until your pussy is red, throbbing, and dripping with my cum.”
Holy shit, he’d never spoken to me like this before. I wanted to respond so badly, but I knew it wasn’t allowed. Biting my lip, I waited for his next move. Dropping down to his knees, Camden brought his face up close and personal to my open flesh. I closed my eyes trying to hide the embarrassment I felt creeping in. I’d never let a man do this before, and Camden and I hadn’t crossed this boundary until now. It was mortifying. Using one of his fingers, he dragged it around the lips of my vulva, but never once touched me where I wanted him the most. He did several passes, causing the build within me to boil over. I shifted my hips, and he brought his forearm down to hold me in place.
“Do you want to taste yourself?”
I shook my head. Doing something like that had never seemed appealing, not even out of curiosity. When Camden flicked his finger over my swollen clit, I shouted out. The tension in my body was palpable, and I shook hard. He swirled his fingertip over the tender nerves several more times, and I felt like I was ready to explode.
“I’m done asking. You’re going to lick all of the juices off, and I want you to describe to me how you taste. Then I’m going to lap up every last drop when you come in my mouth.”
He made me heady with need. I didn’t want to refuse him. Giving me his pointer finger, Camden brought it up to my lips, and I parted them enough to let him slip it in. Drawing in his finger with my tongue, I licked off what he was offering me. It was nothing like I expected it to be. I enjoyed watching his eyes grow wide with my boldness. When he withdrew he gave me an expectant look.
“I taste salty and sweet all at the same time. Sort of like a salted caramel apple.”
He grinned in approval. “One of my favorite desserts.”
His mouth went down on me, and I felt like a caged animal wanting to break free. The sensation sent me into overload. He lapped at my open folds over and over until I was mewling and begging for more. I had no idea that this was just the start. When he latched onto my clit, stars shot across my vision, and I screamed out in pleasure. The music that was floating in through the air disappeared. I had tunnel vision, and the only thing I could comprehend was what Camden was doing to me, and that I needed more now. I tried lifting my hands to grab his hair and hold him to me, to tell him that I didn’t want him to stop, but there was no movement. I’d forgotten that I was tied down. My fingers curled into fists, and my nails bit into my palms.