Chapter 30 #2
I break the kiss, needing air, and throw my head back, but that doesn’t give me the space I’m seeking.
Bear brings his mouth down on my throat and kisses and sucks at me, working his way up until he’s in the space just below my ear, where he nips me.
I gasp and jerk, and he growls low in his throat as I grind on his cock.
“Girl,” he mutters, his lips against my ear. “You’re going to get yourself in trouble.”
I nearly smile at the quiet sentence. Nearly.
“Haven’t you heard?” I ask, pushing down harder and dragging myself up his length. “That’s what I’m known for. What makes you think that would change just because you’ve decided to start looking at me?”
I don’t know what it is that triggers him or why, but his hands tighten on my hips and he lifts, somehow turning me in his lap so I’m facing away from him.
One hand leaves my hips and I hear the rasp of his zipper, the soft breath of his sigh as he does something, and then he puts his hands back to my hips and lifts me again.
When he brings me back down, it’s on his cock.
I’m hot and ready, my pussy already soaked from the kisses, and he enters me quickly, stretching and pushing and throbbing, until I’m fully seated on him, my ass pressed against his belly and my pussy surrounding him.
And fucking Christ, he’s big. Bigger than I expected, and for a moment I don’t think I’ll be able to stand it.
The pressure, the feel of being too full, is overwhelming.
But before I can overthink it, he begins to move.
Hips rock up and down while he pushes my forward, tilting me so my hands are on his knees and my back arched, my ass still pressed against him.
The move opens my legs, though, exposing my pussy, and he takes advantage of that exposure, pulling my off him and then pushing me slowly back down.
Up again, and then down, the slide so slow, the friction so good, that I want to scream. The head of his cock hits something inside me and I gasp, and he takes that to mean more.
His movements grow quicker, harder, more forceful, until I’m riding him in earnest, his cock slamming into me with each thrust. When one of his hands comes around to find my clit and press down on it, I do cry out, and now my hips are rocking of their own accord as my body finds its rhythm and demand the thing it wants more than anything.
“Harder,” I gasp. “More. Please.”
A growled laugh is his only answer, but moments later he’s slamming into me, the head of his cock hitting me deeper than I thought possible as he fucks up into me.
He brings one hand down on my clit, spanking me lightly, and I cry out again as the pressure in my body ratchets up, every cell fixated on the point of our connection.
His cock inside me, the head of it hitting me in a place no one has ever reached, my pussy spread and stretched to take him and my lower belly screaming with the ache of oncoming orgasm.
I open my eyes, trying to find something to bring me back to Earth, and find Cameron in front of me.
His hands cup my face and he looks at me so softly, his gaze flitting from my eyes to my lips to my hair.
He takes a curl in his fingers and twirls it slowly, then leans down and kisses me, and the kiss is everything.
Soft and gentle and beautiful, my safe harbor in the storm and my home when I don’t know where to turn.
And just for a moment, I forget about Bear fucking me and feel only Cameron, his hands in my hair and his lips on mine as we speak the language we’ve been learning since we were only kids. My best friend.
My Cameron.
When he pulls away from me and puts his lips to my ear, I hold my breath, desperate for what he’s going to say.
“Suck me,” he breathes.
The thought is so good, so perfect, that it nearly tips me over the edge.
“Yes,” I whisper.
Cameron doesn’t wait. He’s on his feet in moments, his belt undone and his jeans dropping to the floor.
His boxers follow and then he’s standing there naked, his hard cock in his hands.
He cups my face and forces me to look up at him, then strokes his cock once, twice, before he puts the head to my lips.
A drop of precum spreads across my skin and I run my tongue over it, the salt spreading through my mouth as I taste him.
Bear is pounding into me and Cameron is standing in front of me, his cock ready for me and his heart in his eyes, and I don’t think I’ve ever felt more alive in my life.
When Cam spreads my lips and slides his cock into my mouth, moving slowly and so gently I want to cry, I think I might have actually found heaven.
I look up at him and hold his eye as he moves into me, pressing my lips around his cock and opening my throat to take him, and I see what it’s doing to him.
His eyes are huge with need, darker brown than I’ve ever seen them, and when he starts to move, I realize that I’m not going to be able to last much longer.
Bear’s actions are shoving me forward now, his thrust getting more frantic, and the movement forces my mouth down on Cameron’s cock until his balls are brushing my chin, the head of his cock hitting the back of my throat.
He pulls out and moves back in again, getting his pace, and soon he’s moving in time with Bear, one of them fucking my pussy and the other fucking my mouth, and I’ve never felt more full or loved or turned on them I am right now.
I’m flying and singing in the bluest of skies, racing through the clouds with the birds as my heart screams in pure joy.
I arch my back to take Bear deeper and he moans loudly, then thrusts into me even harder, his hands on my breasts, squeezing and pinching.
Cameron’s hands are wrapped in my hair, pinning my face so he can fuck me, and my body is winding up and up and up until I know I won’t be able to stop anything.
My skin buzzes, the tension in my lower back increases until suddenly Bear groans loudly and starts to stutter, his actions losing the pacing.
Something about the loss of control signals my body and it sprints for the edge, the darkness on the other side my only goal.
Cameron grasps the back of my head and starts moving faster, and within moments I’m flying off the cliff in a dive toward the blackness, my body spasming around Bear as he spurts up inside me, and my mouth stretched wide as Cameron begins his own descent, his release filling my mouth and hitting the back of my throat.
And I have never in my life felt more seen or cherished or needed than right now, with both my men inside me and my brain free of any thought except the quickly expanding love that I know I will never, ever be able to put back down.