Chapter 20
CHAPTER TWENTY
Fletch
I don’t know if it’s the tension release from the competition, the exhilaration from today’s win, or the pent-up sexual frustration of being around this gorgeous woman day in and day out for several weeks and not being able to touch her, but I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven.
I look down at where our bodies are joined and fuck it’s hot as hell. My gaze moves back up her body and I lean back and grasp her ankles, bringing them up on my shoulder so I can slide deeper. I watch as another inch of my cock disappears into her body. Damn, this woman is hot as fuck.
Her eyes roll back in her head and I watch her face contort as I move faster inside her. She’s close. I can feel her muscles pulsing around me.
I reach between us and run my finger around her clit. Her breath hitches and her body clamps down on me.
“Fletcher!” she cries out as she climaxes. The combination of her tight pussy gripping me and the sound of my name on her lips pushes me over the edge and I come with a grunt, emptying myself into the condom, wishing I could feel her skin around me.
I don’t move for a minute as I keep myself propped up on my elbows. We both breathe heavily. I run my nose along her cheek, feeling her soft skin against mine. She smells of cupcakes and I grin at that. I love that she smells like a bakery. Maybe that’s why I literally want to eat her.
Her body is soft and languid underneath mine. She looks perfectly satiated.
“I needed that,” she admits with a giggle.
I open my eyes and meet her gaze. “You needed that?”
She nods and blushes, which only makes me want to repeat this whole thing again.
I always thought she was beautiful, but now, seeing her like this, vulnerable and freshly fucked, she’s breathtaking.
What I first viewed as arrogant and argumentative qualities, I now see as determined and confident qualities in her.
She’s strong and passionate about her work.
Her passion is addictive. Baking has never been that interesting to me.
I know the basic mechanics of it, but in the past few weeks, I’ve loved it.
It’s been fun and rewarding. She’s helped me find interest in what my family has done for over a century.
That’s something I didn’t think anyone could do.
I pull out and dispose of the condom and then lie on the bed next to her, propping myself on my side so I can watch her.
She turns to face me. “You are unexpected,” she says.
I raise an eyebrow. “I’m unexpected?”
She nods again and laughs. “Yes. If you had told three-week-ago me I’d sleep with you after the competition, I would have laughed at you.”
I fight a grin. “I know exactly what you mean.”
Silently, I’m wondering how I’ll tell Spencer and Dalton or if I’ll tell them. Shit, they’d be so pissed, or maybe they would think I did it to get more dirt on Camryn. Either way, I have no idea what happens now.
As if reading my mind, she asks, “So, what now?”
I lean over her and press my lips to her cheek, and then her jaw, and finally her swollen lips. I envision those lips wrapped around my cock and I feel all my blood draining to that appendage.
“Now,” I say with a kiss. “We do that again.”
She giggles as I place little kisses down her neck and then pay homage to both her breasts.
“I’m naming these,” I say as I kiss one breast and then the other.
“What?” she says with a breathy laugh.
“Helga,” I say as I kiss the right breast.
“And Heidi,” I add with a kiss to the left breast.
“You can’t name my breasts,” she says laughing.
“Oh, I can and I just did,” I state, licking around her right nipple and making her moan.
“Fine,” she murmurs. “I get to name your penis.”
My head pops up and I smirk.
“You already did that, didn’t you?” she says. She rolls her eyes. “My friend Kylie once told me all about her brothers naming their dicks and I didn’t think that was a thing, but Drew also swore it was.”
I chuckle. “It is,” I assure her.
She laughs again. “So, are you going to tell me his name?” she asks, glancing down at my erect cock that’s ready for round two.
“I think you should guess,” I say as I grab another condom and rip the foil packet open. I go to roll it down, but she presses a hand to my chest and pushes me back. She gets on her knees, takes the condom in one hand, and grips me in her other.
I swallow hard at the feeling of her soft hand wrapped around me.
“Carl?” she guesses. I laugh and shake my head. “Fred?” she says. I give her a pointed look. She shrugs. “Titan?”
“You’re getting closer,” I say.
She leans forward and presses a light kiss to the tip of my dick before taking me in her mouth and then her throat. Holy fuck! Camryn Tanner just exceeded all expectations.
I watch those swollen lips I just fantasized about as my penis moves in and out of her mouth. I breathe harder and I know I’m going to blow if she doesn’t let up.
I pull myself from her mouth and she smirks with satisfaction as she rolls the condom down my length and crawls onto my lap.
With one hand holding my dick, she lowers herself onto me, inch by inch. We both let out a breath as she starts to move.
“Harry,” she says.
“Huh?” I ask, forgetting our little game already.
“Mario?” she guesses again and I know she won’t stop until she finds the name. Part of me wants to tell her, but this is too much fun.
“Nope,” I reply.
She moves faster, clearly seeking her release. I grip her hips and slow her down, wanting to take my time and savor each second of sliding inside her wet, hot body.
“I’m going to guess, eventually,” she says.
I lean forward and kiss her, moving my hands to cup her face as she moves on me. Our kiss gets sloppy, our tongues sliding in and out of each other’s mouths. My hands roam to Helga and Heidi and I caress them, flicking my thumb over her nipples, feeling them pebble under my touch.
When I pull back, we stare at each other and we stay like that as I reach between us, using my finger to push her over the edge. We come together as if our bodies were made to do this with the other. I’ve never felt this level of connection with someone while fucking them.
I’m not sure how I feel about it. I don’t even want to contemplate it. Not now, maybe not ever.
Camryn gets off me and I toss the condom away. I crawl up the bed and pat the area beside me. She lies down, her head on my shoulder, her arm on my chest.
“Maybe we should switch places,” I suggest.
“Why’s that?” she asks, picking her head up and looking into my eyes.
“So I can sleep on Helga and Heidi,” I state with a grin.
She rolls her eyes. “I can’t believe you named them.”
I waggle my eyebrows and she giggles, pushing at my chest before settling back down.
I pull her closer and she wraps one leg over mine.
I put my other hand on her thigh, rubbing it slightly.
Her skin is so soft everywhere. I love that she has freckles.
I want to spend hours memorizing each of them.
A million things I want to do to her rush through my mind. I’m like a kid in a candy store.
“I need to go to the bathroom,” she says, breaking my thought, although her voice tells me she wishes she didn’t have to go. I let her up and she leaves.
“Zeus?” she yells from the bathroom.
I chuckle. “Nope.”
She flushes the toilet and is back a moment later. She crawls back into my open arms and snuggles against me, settling back down with a leg over mine. I squeeze her to me, enjoying the feeling of her warm body and how it fits perfectly against mine.
“Arthur?” she whispers, her eyelids growing heavy.
“Go to sleep, Tanner,” I command as I press a kiss to the crown of her head. She sighs and her breathing slows. I lie there for a long while, just listening to her soft breaths and wondering where we go from here.