Precious Consequences(42)

He groans, staring down at me. I’m wet and I know he can see it.

“Oh my God,” I moan when he presses his thumb down on my clit.

“Watch me,” he instructs, his eyes dark and dangerous. I swallow, my breath faltering when my feet are lifted and placed over Cameron’s shoulders. His mouth lowers, his eyes boring into mine, and his tongue slips out. At first I think he’s going to lick his lips but instead, he slides it over my clit, between my slick folds until I feel it dip inside me. My whole body is ablaze for him, his touch.

I bite my lip and whimper as his pressure increases, stoking the fire burning low in my belly. My toes curl and my hands grip his duvet. I moan between pants, struggling to keep my head from dropping. Cameron’s pace becomes faster, with more fervor, and when I think he’s going to give me the earth-shattering explosion my body is reaching for, he stops and lowers my feet onto the bed.

“Cam,” I pant. “What - ”

“Ssshhh,” he cuts me off.

My mouth goes dry when he starts unbuckling his belt, sliding the zip down. His cock springs free after being trapped behind his jeans. I swallow hard when Cameron’s fist wrapped around his length and starts moving up and down. I’m so turned on and I decide to tease Cameron the same way he’s teasing me. I sit up and spread my legs, catching his attention. My hand slides down and I start stroking my over-sensitive nub. Without warning, Cameron stops, and crawls over to me, grabbing my wrist and halting my fingers.

“Lie down,” he growls.

As I lie down and scoot further back, Cameron leans over and pulls out a condom from his bedside table. I’m grateful that he was the one to think about it, because I’m so hot and bothered that it slipped my mind. The last thing I want is a repeat of the last time … -

My thoughts come to a standstill at the feel of Cameron at my entrance. He lowers himself onto me, devouring my mouth with a devastating kiss. I rest my feet on his butt and press down, breathing out on a whimper when he slides in.

“Fuck me,” Cameron breathes out against my mouth. “So tight. God.”

I slide my hands through his hair, over his damp shoulders and down his back. “Cameron,” I try to catch my breath and adjust to his size. He’s stretching me, filling me completely. “Please, I need you to move, I need - ”

Cameron swallows my words with another kiss and starts rocking his hips. Slow, torturous strokes. I don’t want slow. My body is too hot for him, and too frenzied. The tip of his cock rubs my walls and the fire in my belly intensifies. Our bodies slip and slide, finding a frantic rhythm that causes my muscles to tighten with delicious pleasure. He pulls out, almost all the way, and I yelp when he grabs my ankles and puts my knees under his arms. Somehow it makes the feel of him sliding back in excruciatingly intense. I grip his forearms and he pushes into me harder and harder.

Our moans and grunts fill the room as our bodies climb higher and higher in search of ecstasy, and I feel it coming with every thrust. Cameron drops my knees and lifts my butt, driving us both crazier as he deepens his strokes and drives into me faster and faster.

“So. Close,” he sighs, his face sweaty. I tilt my hips and the simple movement makes the tip of his cock hit my sweet spot. I clench around him.

“Oh, sweet f*ck.”

I cry out and scream his name, shaking, my body giving in to a pleasure I’ve never experienced before. Cameron follows, dropping his body onto mine, and biting my shoulder to silence his grunt.

“Wow,” I pant. An aftershock of pleasure ripples through me when Cameron tries to move. He lifts onto his forearms and looks into my eyes as he wipes my hair from my damp forehead.

“You are amazing,” he says, smiling lazily at me. I stroke his back, enjoying the feel of his chest pressing against mine.

“Hmmm,” is all I can manage. He chuckles and I feel it between my legs, where he’s still connected to me.

He kisses me, long and slow, before pulling out of me. I wince. “You okay?” he asks.

“I’m perfect,” I tell him honestly. I’m going to feel it tomorrow but I have no regrets. Cameron walks into the bathroom to discard of the condom, and I take the chance to put his shirt on. He comes back out, a washcloth in his hands.

“Lie back down.”

I frown at him. After that, there’s no way I can go again so soon. My legs are barely standing as it is.

He brings the warm washcloth between my legs and cleans me. Nothing about it feels awkward. In fact, it’s… sweet. He throws the cloth to the side, blows out the few candles, and slips into a pair of briefs before climbing into bed. I give him a sleepy smile and he pulls me into him. I kiss his chest. I’m exhausted, but I wouldn’t change a single second of our tryst. Instead of going slow, we gave into our most primal needs and it makes me feel connected to him in the most visceral way.

“Goodnight, Hayls.” He kisses my forehead and I mumble something unintelligible before slipping into a peaceful slumber.



Chapter 14

~ Cameron ~

Inhaling deeply, I slowly open my eyes and find Hayley curled into my side. Her legs are tangled in mine and the closeness of our bodies makes me feel hot. She’s wearing my shirt and the top buttons have come undone, giving me a glimpse of the swell of her breast. I think back to last night. It was more than perfect. I was nervous, but when I saw her, the nerves changed to excitement. And then there’s Arianna. Her hair is the same color as Hayley’s and she has these big chocolate brown eyes that swallow you up when she looks at you. She’s beautiful. Just like her mother. I’ve often thought about her father, and where he could possibly fit into the picture, or if he’s even in the picture. Looking down at Hayley, I wonder who in their right mind would ever walk away from her and leave her alone to raise a baby? She’s never mentioned him and I can’t deny that I’m curious about Hayley’s life before ‘us’.