Chapter 6
Trystan
L eaving Cam standing there naked tested every ounce of my self-control. My body screamed to pin her against the bed, to claim her completely. But I caught the slight tremor in her legs, the flutter of uncertainty in her breath.
Flicking on the shower, I dropped my pants, and my gaze shifted down to my rock-hard erection as it sprang free.
Fuck...
I was so fucking painfully hard I wasn't sure even a cold shower would make it go away, especially not with images of Cam standing completely naked flashing through my memory.
I jerked open the glass door and stepped under the steaming water before pulling the door closed. I had to take care of this, or there was no way I was going to be able to sleep next to her.
Bracing myself against the wall, I wrapped my hand around the base of my cock. Being the lead singer of a band came with perks, and the biggest was an endless supply of willing women, but lately, none of them compared to Camryn.
I didn't want them.
I wanted her, but she wasn't ready, and I wanted her to be ready because the last thing I wanted was for her to regret it. Regret me.
Stroking myself from root to tip, I dropped my head forward, and my eyes closed as images of Cam flashed forward. The perfect curve of her tits, the sensual shape of her full lips, her bare pussy. My pace picked up, and my grip tightened as I rolled my wrist over my wide head.
The shower door creaked. My eyes snapped open, widening on Camryn as she stepped through the steam, droplets already beading on her skin. Time stretched as her fingers found my abdomen, trailing lower. Lower. A slow, seductive smile pulled at the corners of her lips.
Her gaze dropped to my hand still holding my cock. "That's my job."
I released myself, breath catching.
Cupping her jaw, my thumb glided over her bottom lip, the tip grazing across her top teeth as her tongue slipped out, tasting my finger, and I bit down on my lower lip to keep from moaning out loud.
My tongue swept over my bottom lip, my gaze focused on her mouth. "You want my cock between these lips?"
She stared up through dark lashes as she sucked my thumb between her perfect lips, and images of her mouth wrapped around my cock pushed forward, making my dick throb. "You want to suck my cock into that hot little mouth?"
She nodded slowly, pulling back as she sucked hard on my thumb.
Pulling free from my grasp, she lowered to her knees without ever breaking eye contact.
"You don't have to do this." The words scraped raw in my throat.
Her gaze lifted to mine, dark with certainty. "I want this." She studied me, all traces of the hesitant virgin gone. "I want you in my mouth. I want to taste you." Each word dripped like liquid heat between us, igniting the air.
Fuck...
I gripped her chin between my fingers, forcing her to look at me. "You want to make me come with this pretty mouth?" Licking her lips, she nodded. "You want me to come down that tight throat." She nodded again, and I dropped my hands to my side. "You want it, take it."
A small grin curved the edges of her lips as her eyes moved back to my length.
Each movement of her hand commanded my complete attention. The initial brush of her fingers—tentative, exploring. Then her grip tightened, drawing a harsh breath from my lungs.
She studied my reaction as she experimented. The deliberate pace was maddening. Exquisite. Her confidence grew with each stroke, with each involuntary flex of my muscles beneath her touch.
Her touch was warm and soft, maybe even a little apprehensive, but that didn't stop her. She squeezed and watched as the veins bulged under her hand. Her movements were slow and deliberate as she moved up and down my cock, adding more pressure as she rolled her wrist.
My head fell back against the tile as my chest heaved. The shower's heat faded to lukewarm, though I barely noticed. The world had narrowed to the whisper of her breath against my skin, the ghost of her lips hovering just there.
Just. There.
The anticipation coiled tight in my gut, threatening to snap. When her mouth finally brushed against me, the contact seared hotter than any steam.
Her lips brushed against my tip, and my eyes eased open as the heat of her breath overpowered the shower's steam. Her tongue swiped out, tasting the evidence of my arousal, and it was almost enough for me to come undone.
"Fuck, baby," I groaned. "Don't tease me; I'm not sure I can handle it."
Her lips twitched into a smirk as she flicked her tongue out, teasing my wide head. "Like this?" she purred, teasing me.
"Open that pretty mouth," I grunted, "and slide my cock down that tight throat." I wanted to fuck her face, tangle my hand deep in her hair and hold her tight while I pumped myself in and out deep in her throat, but I restrained myself from taking control yet. "Fuck my cock with that hot wet mouth."
Her lips parted, and she opened wide as she slid me in. She pushed me deeper, the heat of her curling around me as she slowly pulled back before repeating, this time a little deeper. Her pace increased, sucking me deep, and I couldn't fight the urge.
"Drop your hands." I groaned as I flexed inside her mouth. "I'm going to fuck that pretty face." My hands slid into her hair, gripping tight as she dropped her hands to her thighs. "Spread those fucking thighs for me." She shifted her weight as I continued to rock my hips back and forth, stroking my head on her lips, and she spread her legs wide. "Play with yourself." Her hand slipped between her thighs. "I want you to play with that tight pussy until you come with me."
I teased the head of my cock against her full lips as I watched her hand move between her thigh rubbing her clit. Fuck... My grip tightened in her hair as I tugged, tilting her head slightly to give me the perfect angle to slide down her throat. Her heated gaze met mine as she stared up through her long, dark lashes.
Sliding in, I worked myself deep, muffling her moans. She gagged as I pushed myself a little deeper, popping through that throat barrier, and a sharp hiss left me when her throat flexed tightly around me. I pulled out.
"You ready?" She hummed a yes. "Because I'm about to come down that tight little throat, and I want you to come with me." I thrust my hips forward, pumping in and out each time, pushing deeper, and she built a tight suction around me, increasing the friction.
"Fuck, baby, your mouth feels so fucking good." I held myself deep for a moment and then jerked myself out. This time, I increased my pace, pumping deeper, harder, faster. I sucked in a sharp breath and held it.
I’m right fucking there…
The pressure built mercilessly. "I'm about to come. You ready?" Her moan vibrated through me, pushing me closer to the edge. Her eyes locked with mine as her hand worked faster between her thighs, her whole body beginning to quiver. The sight of her chasing her own release shattered my control. I held her steady, desperate thrusts growing erratic, until pleasure crashed over me in waves. Her throat worked eagerly, taking everything I gave her.
She pulled back, gasping for air.
"Did you come with me?"
"Oh my god," she panted. "I don't think I've ever come so hard."
Fuck, she was hot. I reached down, wrapped my arms around her, and pulled her to her feet.
"I don't know if my legs work yet." She huffed out a laugh.
"I got you." I pulled her tight against me. "You want to finish the cold shower or go to bed."
"Bed, definitely bed."
I scooped her up and carried her out of the shower, grabbing a couple of towels on my way out of the bathroom.
I was in so much trouble because I didn't want to leave her.