Bender (The Core Four #1)(65)



“No,” he growled back at me, bringing his hand down with a loud whack against my ass cheek. “I set the pace Keegan, not you.”

The stinging only heightened my arousal. “Spank me Camden. God I want your hands all over me.”

He obliged my one request, and his hand slapped the other cheek. I shook with pleasure. Gathering all of my hair in his fist, he pulled my head back, and he licked the top of my spine. My body was arched at a seductively awkward angle, my breast protruding out, and my hand reached back to dig into his hips.

When he felt the bite of my nails on his skin he released me, and I fell forward. My sweat was slick on the wood. He bowed over my body, encasing me in his arms. Nipping at my shoulder with his teeth he whispered, “Naughty girl. God your pussy is so tight. You’re close aren’t you? Does my girl want to come?”

I was on the verge of tears because the sensations rolling through me were more than I could bear. “Please…please…Jesus, I can’t. Camden it’s too much. Oh God.”

I felt him expanding inside of me and based on his tempo, he was getting close as well. Wrapping his arms around me, one across my breasts, and the other at the apex of my thighs, Camden tweaked my clit. I screamed, and my legs gave out. He had me standing up and he pounded into the back of me at an impossibly fast rate. The tip of his cock was hitting my cervix, and the pain shot me over the edge.

“Come, now Keegan!” he demanded in my ear.

My whole body exploded with a violence I’d never known before. I felt like I was being ripped apart from the inside, and there was no way I’d be put back together. Ringing in my ears was caused by Camden’s loud roar of pleasure. I was going to have teeth marks on my shoulder from him biting down on me. My vision went completely black, and I think I was holding my breath. I was being held in a tight embrace as he slowed his motion, but continued to rock into me. He had filled me so full that with each subtle thrust, more semen trickled down my leg. My body was quaking with aftershocks that made me feel like I had no control over any of my limbs. I was totally languid. When I finally opened my eyes I realized that we had sunk down to the floor, and Camden was holding me to his chest. I was engulfed by his large arms, and I’d never felt so secure. Hair was sticking to my sweat-covered forehead.

He spoke against my temple. “There you are. Thought I lost you for a minute.”

I took a deep breath and exhaled. “I think I passed out.”

“Hmmm… you did. Has that ever happened to you before?”

I shook my head. “Nope. Definitely a first.”

“I’m going to have to go easier on you next time.”

I tucked my head under his chin. “No way. It was totally perfect.”

He pulled back and lifted my chin with his finger. “I don’t want to break you Keegan.”

“I’m not made of glass, Camden. I won’t always want it that rough, but that was probably the single most incredible sexual experience of my life. It was like you were everywhere, and I couldn’t get enough.”

His pursed his lips, thinking about something that he wanted to say but didn’t. “Thanks for the compliment.” His eyes softened. “Do you think you can stand, or do I need to help you get dressed?”

I wiggled my toes and tried to move my legs. “Definitely going to need help. I’m running on empty here.”

Camden smiled. “Alright pretty girl, up you go.” He stood with me in his arms. How he wasn’t wiped out I had no clue. Note to self: need to build up my endurance. We both got dressed together, giving each other knowing looks. I’d give him a shy smile, and he’d wink at me making me blush. Hard to believe that after what I just let him do to me, I’d feel embarrassed about anything. But he had that effect on me.

He laced his fingers through mine, and he gave me a slow easy kiss. “Let’s go home, I’ll grill us some burgers.”

My stomach rumbled. “Good, I’m starving.”

As we reached the door, Camden’s cell phone went off, and he dug it out of his bag. I’d caught a quick glance of the name that appeared on the screen. It was a text message from someone named Bree. He read whatever she sent and quickly put his phone back. He looked down at me as he held the door open, and I could see something in his mood had shifted. My stomach dropped, and I wondered who she was. He didn’t respond to her, but my curiosity was peaked. Was Camden still seeing someone else? I didn’t know what I’d do if he was. I was falling hard for him, and the idea of him with anybody but me made me feel sick. He gave me a tight lipped smile as we got into our vehicles. I drove the rest of the way home in silence. My mind went every possible direction and I wanted to ask him, but that would make me seem like I didn’t trust him. I wouldn’t start our relationship off with doubt and questions. Before I got to the apartment, I decided I’d let it go. I was sure it wasn’t a big deal. I prayed like hell I was right.





I WAS JUST WALKING OUT of my A&P classes feeling extra stressed due to prepping for finals when I was greeted by a mouth-watering sight. Camden was leaning against a pole outside the door in all his hot male glory. A well-worn pair of jeans that I’d only seen him in a handful of times were hanging low on his narrow hips, and he had on a plaid button-down shirt with the cuffs rolled up to his forearms. He topped off the outfit with a pair of black Nikes. Seeing him after the morning I’d had was like taking a breath of fresh air. Without hesitation, I walked to him and tipped my head back. He bent and kissed the tip of my nose, then my forehead. His arms came around me and held me to his chest as I rested my cheek against him.

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