Justice Falling (Falling #3)(36)
I pulled her chin back, cupped her cheek and slid my naked body down alongside hers. She relaxed slightly when I brought an arm around her middle. With slow movements, I trailed just the tips of my fingers along her belly, traced the circle of her tiny navel and spread my fingers wide across her ribcage. It was hard for me to see her spread out, naked, my own veritable feast, and still be able to put the brakes on. “You’re telling me that daft bastard never had his mouth on you?”
Camille curled her head into my chest and hugged me. She shook her head. “It took a long time to realize it was never about me. Years in fact. It was always about him getting off. You gave me the first orgasms I’ve ever had with a man,” she mumbled into my chest.
That arsehole. Piece of shite motherf*cker.
He used my sweet Camille to get his jollies and never once gave her an ounce of real pleasure. It was blasphemous. Unthinkable. I’d never use a woman like that. Particularly one so young and impressionable. Christ. She’d been eighteen and a virgin. It was going to take a lot for my relationship with Tyler to survive this if it could at all.
I tilted her head back from her hiding place along my chest. Her eyes were watery but I wouldn’t allow tears to fall. She would not be embarrassed by this. Hell, the fact that she was even more inexperienced set a primal thrum buzzing through my veins, setting off an allover body hum, the animal magnetism of a man who’s about to stake his claim. “Precious, I’m not him. I’m never going to be him. I want to worship your beautiful body. Repeatedly.” I cupped her hip to accentuate the point. “I want to give you pleasure. Everywhere.” I kissed her soft lips. “Every way possible.” Kiss. “And I’m going to. Starting now.”
“Will you make love to me?” Her voice didn’t hold the strength and confidence I wanted to hear when in bed with my girl for the first time. That would change now.
“Yes. A million times yes.” I kissed her deep, letting our tongues sway and meld together. Soon she relaxed into my kiss and tugged on my hair, trying to get closer. Her excitement built. Rolling her onto her back I nudged a knee in between hers and settled between her thighs. Home. This feeling, lying naked in the arms of this woman felt right. Perfect. “There will be time for other fun things later. I’m dying to be inside you.”
“Please. Nate. I need you.” Her voice cracked and something inside me broke along with it. The wall I’d built around my heart where the need and desire for another living being to share my world was obliterated with those three little words spoken from her lips. She needed me. Someone on this earth besides my family needed me. For the first time I admitted I needed her right back.
With extreme effort, I slowly opened the petals of her sex and centered my prick at her entrance. “Precious, you have me.” I pressed deep into her willing body, one slow inch at a time. So deep, I couldn’t go any further. We were fused. Just one person. I closed my eyes and touched my lips to hers as she inhaled at the height of my body entering hers. “You have all of me.”
“Nate…it’s so...God, it’s so good.”
And it was. Having her lithe body wrapped around me. Her tight * clenched like a fist around my cock was bliss. Nothing had ever been better, until she pulled her legs up to close them around my waist. Impossibly, my cock dipped in an inch farther. We both moaned, sharing one another’s breath.
I couldn’t stay still any longer. I had to move. Make her mine. Bring her to the precipice again. Watch her fall apart all around me. Holding one leg high on my hip, I pulled out and then slid home again. She gasped, and pulled her other leg higher letting me in, opening her body fully for the taking. Long strokes in and out had her purring like a baby kitten. It was my own personal symphony, one I played over and over again until her gasps and moans grew loud. Sweat beaded on my forehead as I staved off my own release, wanting, needing to watch the crescendo when it hit.
“I love…so, oh God. Nate. Nate!” she cried out. I lifted her hips, palmed her arse and rammed my cock home, grating along that magic spot deep within her. I watched her face as she opened her mouth, a wordless whisper escaped, like a powerful gust of wind roaring past my ear, wild and untamed.
One, two, three hard thrusts into her sexy body and I leaned down, slipped my hands under her shoulders for leverage and clung tight. The pressure built low in my back and spread out through my prick. Camille’s lips were all over me. She kissed along my hair line, licked the sensitive skin along the thick tendon down my neck, and nibbled my earlobe. Sod all, she was perfect.
Bright pinpoints of light seared my vision as she kissed me. I felt the heavy weight of the boys going high and tight. One final thrust into her sweet cunt and I growled into Camille’s neck, biting down on the spot where her neck met her shoulder. Mine. She inhaled then and sighed as heavy spurts of my release poured into her body. I rubbed out the last vestiges of pleasure against her clit, crushing it with the weight of my pelvic bone. She gave a little “oh” as her * clenched around my cock one last time, milking every drop.
After, I stayed on top of her for long minutes, not wanting to leave the serenity of her embrace. I knew I was weighing her down but she clung to me with all four limbs, not relaxing her hold. “Precious, loosen up.” I laughed.
“Don’t want too.” She nuzzled my neck and nipped the skin there. I closed my eyes and enjoyed feeling her wrapped around me, our bodies flush against one another. The scent of our coupling permeated the air with a rich, musky aroma.