Chapter Twenty-Six
CAMDEN
Saige’s pussy is a fucking gift. The way I can get her to squirt, the way her body lets go and relaxes, it’s a heady fucking feeling.
I’m quick to replace my fingers with my tongue, gently sucking her overly sensitive nub into my mouth, wanting to get another taste of her.
Her moans grow until she shatters around me into another small orgasm.
“Camden! Fuck! Yes!” I practically come right here from hearing my name on her lips as she reaches her orgasm.
Her taste floods my mouth as I lick her through each wave until she starts to sag away from me, her hands gripping my hair, pulling me away from her.
I give her pussy one last kiss before pulling back, kissing the inside of each of her legs, inhaling deeply.
“I’m gonna fuck you now, baby, then I’m gonna fuck your tight little ass. If you don’t want to, or want to stop, just say stop, and I will. You got it.”
“Shut up and fuck me, Camden. If you don’t fill me, I’ll do it myself.
” Always running her goddamn mouth. I grab her hips, flipping her over onto her knees, spanking her ass twice before notching my aching cock at her center and driving home.
She screams, her hands grappling with the sheets, her nails digging into the fabric as she searches for purchase.
“Nothing to say now, vixen? Just screams?”
I fuck her hard, my cock slamming into her core, her ass bouncing from every thrust. It’s so goddamn sexy. I spread her cheeks, opening her up so I can look down at her pretty asshole. So pink and tight, it’s going to feel so good stretched around me.
I spit twice, slipping my hand between us and steadying my movements as I work two fingers into her pussy next to my cock and nearly see stars.
“Oh fuck, Camden, is that?” she pants.
“Yeah, baby. Feel good?”
“Different. Don’t stop. God, don’t stop.”
I fuck her slowly, staying deep and keeping my fingers lodged in tight, letting them get nice and soaked before removing them, rubbing her moisture up to her asshole and rimming the muscle.
I work her up, fucking her slowly before finally sinking my middle finger into her ass.
I know she can take that, I’ve fucked her with it before.
But my dick is a helluva lot bigger than my finger.
She’s quick to loosen up, one finger becoming two, her moans getting louder. Goddamn, I knew she’d like this.
I rub her lower back, ready to move her to three.
“Relax, baby, time to get stretched out.” She moans in response, her hands moving between her legs, finding her needy little clit.
“I love how fucking greedy you are. Make yourself come again, Saige, come around my cock with my fingers buried in your ass.” Even as I say the words, pleasure scatters across my skin, my balls heavy and desperate to unload.
But I want to come in her ass. Want every inch of her fucked with my mouth, fingers, and cock.
I pick up speed, my cock slamming into her wet pussy, three of my thick fingers filling her ass, scissoring, stretching the muscle out to make it easier on her.
“Fuck! I’m coming, Camden!” The moment I feel her flutters around my dick, I pull out, knowing she’ll pull me right over the edge with her if I don’t. I remove my fingers, flipping her onto her back.
“I want you to ride me, Saige. Take my cock in your ass, show me you can take it.”
“Oh, fuck, Camden . . .” she gasps, but I know she can do it.
I see the gorgeous look on her face, the accepted challenge.
She wants this. She loves the control. I grab a bottle of lube from my end table, flipping open the cap.
I lay on my back, pulling her to straddle my body, her soft thighs on either side of my hips.
I hold up my rock-hard cock between us, slathering it with more lube than necessary.
Then, Saige lifts herself, her tight ass lining up with my cock, sliding it in without much effort. She clenches for a moment as I breach her rim, but after a deep exhale, she’s relaxing, slowly working herself down until her body sits flush on top of mine.
“Jesus Christ, Saige. You feel fucking incredible.”
“God, Camden. I feel so full.”
“This is nothing yet. We’re not done. Still gotta take my fingers, baby.
Now ride me.” Her tight ass squeezes around me, making me feel so good, so fucking right.
We find a slow rhythm, rocking with each other, her hands gripping at her breasts.
I continue to hold her waist, our eyes saying more than our bodies.
I’ve never felt so connected to another human before, so in tune, so perfectly the same.
It’s not long before we’re both chasing our release. But I’m not done.
I slip my fingers between our bodies, curving three fingers into her wet pussy. She’s fucking drenched, her slick cum easing my way in. I can feel my cock through the thin wall that separates my fingers from her ass as she rides me. Everything is so much tighter, which shouldn’t be possible.
Her pussy starts to flutter around my fingers, tightening and releasing, her legs shaking. She looks so fucking sexy with her head thrown back, hands gripping her breasts, my cock in her ass, fingers in her pussy. My goddamn fucking queen.
“I love how responsive your body is to me, vixen. Jesus. I’m so close. I’m gonna come, Saige.”
“Come with me, Camden. Please!” she begs.
I pick up my pace, fucking upward from under her, hard and deep, just how she likes it. I feel the tingling building, my balls pulling close to my body, as she squeezes her thighs around my waist, her body tightening, her release right on the cusp.
“Fuck, I’m there, Saige, you’re making me come!
” Her pussy tightens around my fingers, her ass clenching so hard around my cock that I can no longer move it.
But it doesn’t matter, I’m jerking inside her, filling her up with my cum as she shakes and writhes on top of me, her body falling forward.
I’m quick to pull my fingers from her body, my arm wrapping around her torso, my other cupping around her head, holding her close to me as we both come down from an insane high.
We lay there, tangled around each other, while we try to find our footing again as I stroke her back, feeling whole, feeling complete.
Saige’s fingers stroke over my card tattoo, the Ace, the King, and the Queen, tears springing to my eyes.
The Ace for Lucas, the King for me, since I inherited the president position, and the Queen for Queenie, the man who finished raising us, the man who gave us a second chance.
But I suppose it’s also for the woman in my arms. The woman I’d secretly hoped to find one day.