Chapter 49
49
Cameron
For a moment, Joey’s expression remains tender. She brushes my hair off my brow, though it falls back down. But in the span of one heartbeat, a wicked gleam surfaces in her eyes. “Grab the headboard.”
Yes fucking ma’am.
I do as I’m told, and she shimmies her way down the mattress until her mouth lines up with my dick. She nuzzles into the light smattering of hair, breathing me in. On instinct, I jut my hips forward, but she wraps her arms around my thighs, halting my movement.
When I dip my chin to get a good look at her, she releases a soft sound low in her throat. Then she kisses the tip of my cock. My dick twitches, making her giggle, and in response, she flicks my head with the tip of her tongue.
Her lips part in invitation. When I move my hips again, she doesn’t stop me, but rather guides me between her lips. She gags and I pull back. Fuck, that’s hot, hearing her choke around my cock.
With a whimper, she wraps one hand around my shaft. The other holds steady to my hip. She teases my head, then sucks me all the way in. Her obscene noises make me desperate. I’ve never needed to fuck someone so much.
“You like that, baby? My cock shoved down your throat?”
She nods and mumbles “fuck my face” around my dick.
“Oh god.” I squirm above her and lower to my forearms. I’m so fucking close already, but I’m not ready to blow. No. I’m saving that for her pussy. I want to see my cum leaking from her tight hole.
Though it’s torture, I pull away. I roll to my side and guide her up the bed so she’s on her side too. Fuck, those tits look extra gorgeous pressed together like this. Catching her breath, she feathers her fingers against my arm and trails them down my ribs and my hips before clasping my cock once again.
“I’m so glad you’re the only one who’s fucked me bare,” she whispers, stroking my length, then cupping my balls.
My lungs expand to their fullest, and the caveman in me beats his chest. “Only you, baby.”
“There’s only you.”
A gluttonous moan escapes her lips as she rubs my tip against her slit. I’m barely holding back my release, but I can’t wait to feel her warm cunt pulse around my cock.
Enough of this teasing .
I grasp the base of her throat and squeeze lightly. “My cock is screaming for your pussy.”
“My pussy’s weeping for your cock,” she sobs.
I shove her onto her back and loom over her. With one look from me, she spreads her legs, beseeching. I want her more than ever. I sit back on my heels, breathless, and take in the view. I thrust two fingers into her still soaked center. She pushes against me, riding my hand with enthusiasm. All the while, I pump my cock with my free hand, lost in her. In this moment. I can’t pull my gaze away .
“Come here,” she breathes.
I slide my fingers out, savoring the feel of her heat, and cage her in with my forearms.
“Kiss me,” she requests, cupping my neck and pulling until my lips meet hers.
Our kiss is languid, yet full of electricity.
Without letting up, she reaches between us and notches the head of my cock at her entrance. “I’m yours,” she whispers into my mouth. “Take me.”
And I do. I press in, giving her a minute to adjust to my size, then out and slam into her.
I’m hers too. She can take everything .
There are no words for how good it feels to be buried in her tight warmth. The way her pussy welcomes me and sucks me all the way to the hilt. My attention locked on her face, I thrust in deep, embedding myself in her.
“God, you’re pretty,” I pant.
Her tits bounce with every thrust of my hips, tempting me to capture them with my mouth. I suck one perfectly peaked nipple, eliciting a groan from her, then I repeat the movement with the other.
“Ah, yes,” she whines, wiggling her hips. “You feel so fucking good. Deeper.” She’s homed in on the place where our bodies connect in the most physical way.
“Eyes on me.”
She obeys, dragging her attention to my face. Her pupils are blown wide, and her mouth is parted. She’s so goddamn beautiful.
“That’s my girl. You take my cock so well.”
She snakes her hands down my back to grab my ass and grinds against me. I pump faster when she digs her nails into my skin and pour my desire into her mouth, needing the connection. It’s not enough that my dick is buried inside her. I want to burrow under her skin and live there.
I’m so fucking gone for this girl.
“So close,” she pants. “Need. More.”
Sweat beads at my temples as I pick up my pace and drag my hand down to her swollen clit.
“Yes, right there.” She gasps when I rub my thumb around it in circles, and grinds against me harder, faster. “I can’t—I’m gonna?—”
“Take what’s yours, baby. Fucking come on my cock.”
And she does. Her back arches, and she unleashes a primal moan. My vision blurs at the edges, and I follow her over the edge, crying out as I unload inside her. Her tight pussy squeezes me, rhythmically draining me until there’s nothing left to give.
Shivering, I collapse onto my beautiful girl. The pulse point on her neck beats rapidly against my nose as I saw sharp breaths in, then out again. We’re a shaking, sweaty mess.
Groaning, I pull out from between her legs, careful not to put too much weight on her. With one leg hooked over hers, I rest my head on her breasts, ghost circles over one sensitive nipple, and plant a kiss in the middle of her chest, over her beating heart.
She runs delicate fingers through my hair, then up and down my back. “I love you.”
“I love you, Joey,” I breathe into her heart.