26. Kameron
26
KAMERON
We sit in the back of an Uber, our hands tangled together, resting in the seat between us. The minute we climbed in the car, and the door shut behind us the tension filled the cab.
That poor driver… I just know he can sense it too.
I’m trying really, really hard not to climb across the seat. The way his thumb keeps drifting across the skin on top of my hand is making me insane.
Thank goodness our drive from the bar to the venue where his truck is parked is relatively short.
I can’t even look at Kris, because I know I’ll break.
I’ve been turned on since the second he apologized to me today. The whole bathroom incident earlier just intensified everything, and I’m a ticking time bomb at this point.
One small move and I’ll detonate.
The Uber pulls up to the venue, confirming with Kris that this is the right place. Kris thanks him, but I’m already out of my door and rushing toward his truck. We’ve both sobered up since our encounter with his dad earlier. Headlights flash across me before slowly disappearing as the Uber driver pulls out of the parking lot, and I feel Kris press his body against the back of mine as he slowly unlocks the truck, pulling the passenger door open.
“Fuck, this is taking to long.” He breathes me in, his lips pressing against my neck before he backs away and helps me in the cab.
We’re silent the entire way to the cabin. I can’t talk. If I do, I’ll break and be across the console and on his lap in seconds. And that seems a little dangerous driving up a mountain.
By the time we get to our driveway, I’m about to combust with want.
He shifts the truck into park and I jump from the cab and rush to the house. He gets the door unlocked and I giggle when he pushes us both into the house as quickly as he can.
My foot barely hits the hardwood before the door slams shut behind me, and his hand covers my throat, pressing me against a nearby wall. His mouth is on mine, smothering my moans of need as his tongue tangles with mine. My fingers tangle in his hair, pulling gently as his hands search lower until I’m lifted into his arms. My arms wrap around his neck, and my legs lock behind his back, as he carries me up the stairs and into the room.
I’m gently laid on the bed, it’s still exactly how I left it since I ended up sleeping across his body last night.
Kris climbs over my body on all fours, locking his lips with mine again. The taste of his beer tangles with the many shots of tequila I did tonight, and normally this would be the part where my brain screams how bad of an idea this is, but it’s gone mute right now.
He pulls back, his eyes moving from mine, down to my neck where my dress dips around my breasts. One hand drifts over my shoulder, slowly teasing until the fabric is pulled from my shoulder, and my boob pops out.
The cool air surrounds me, making my nipple pebble with need. He does the same to the other before a groan leaves him. His tongue darts out, licking his lips before he finally gets a taste of me.
“Kris,” I moan, gripping his hair. His mouth feels so good on me. He uses his other hand to twist and gently pinch my other, and this alone could make me come undone.
He pulls away, and just as I’m about to complain at the separation, his firm hands pull me to my feet. I wobble slightly, the tequila really rushed through me just then. He spins me, unzips my dress just like he did in the bathroom. Except this time there is no mirror for us to watch each other in.
The cream dress slides from my arms, pooling at my feet. I step out, one foot at a time and Kris kicks it out of the way. His thumbs hook in the side of my thong before pushing them down from my hips as well. With one hand circling around my middle, the other pulls my face to the side so he can press his lips to my cheek.
His hand on my neck loosens before drifting to the center of my upper back, and he pushes me forward so that I’m bent over the bed with my ass in the air for him.
“Fuck,” he mutters.
Need swirls through me mixed with the excitement of this moment.
He urges me up further on the bed before he climbs over me, pressing his chest to my back.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Kam,” he whispers in my ear, and the raspy sound of his voice makes me wet.
His palm slides over the curve of my ass before dipping lower between us. The second his fingers rub along my center, a moan escapes me and my back arches into his touch.
He circles my clit, playing with me until I’m practically begging him for more. One long finger slides in, before he slowly pulls it back out. His lips press between my shoulder blades, leaving soft kisses as he adds a second finger. I’m stretched gently as he pumps in and out, making sure I’m wet with need for him.
He pulls away, taking his fingers with him, and I groan in frustration. It only grows when his deep chuckle meets my ears.
“Jerk,” I whine, collapsing on the bed and rolling over to face him.
He pushes away from the bed, his eyes lit with fire as he slowly begins to undress himself. I’d love to be the one taking all of his clothes off of him, but the show is really nice to watch.
He wads his shirt up in his hands then throws it in the corner of the room without taking his eyes off of me. The intensity in his stare sends goosebumps all over my body.
He undoes his pants, pushing them down his toned thighs before pulling his boxer briefs down next.
My mind reminds me of the first time we were ever together, and the man standing in front of me is far different from the one who was in this position before. He’s all man, filled out and muscular. When we were in college, he had muscle, but it was lean and his body was carved to perfection for baseball. This is all a man who takes his health seriously, and I’m so thankful because it’ll benefit me right now.
“Eyes up here, baby.”
My eyes snap to his, and the amusement on his features makes me roll my eyes.
“I’ll have your eyes rolling uncontrollably shortly.” He steps toward me, his hand dropping to my knee. “Don’t you worry.”
Excitement courses through my veins as he leans forward, separating my knees so that he fits perfectly between my legs. His lips crash into mine, and our tongues tangle in a frenzy of need, want, and desire.
He pulls away again, but I swallow my displeasure as he slowly slides down to my breasts, placing soft kisses to each before sliding further. My whole body trembles with anticipation.
I stare at his handsome face as he continues moving lower, his fingers grip my hips as he drops to his knees at the side of the bed, and with one quick movement he pulls my body to the edge of the bed. Giving him the perfect angle for what he’s about to do.
“Kris,” I moan.
His devilish grin greets me, and again, I roll my eyes. His palm slaps against the side of my ass, but it doesn’t hurt. It only excites me more.
He leans into my center, his nose grazing me. The contact makes me jump, sending a sensitive zap through my body from the small connection.
His eyes connect with mine, they’re blazing with the same need I have racing through my body right now. He devours me as my body tenses and goes weak at the same time.
“More,” I cry, and he groans into me.
The deep vibration of it sends me further toward the spiral we’re both chasing. It doesn’t take long, it never has with Kris. He knows my body unlike any other man on this planet ever could.
Not that there has really been other men since him.
He sucks my clit, and my back arches. I can’t hold back anymore. I grab his hair, making him moan as I fist the handful tightly. His hands grip my knees, keeping my legs held open for him as he continues his assault.
His tongue flicks my clit rapidly and I can’t hold back anymore, shattering into a million pieces. I gasp for air, losing all words that were on my tongue.
Kris continues licking long strokes up and down until the air finally fills my lungs again.
He climbs my body, his eyes intensely on mine. His head drops, pressing a kiss to my hip, then my stomach until he settles over my chest.
Grazing my nipple, I bite down on my bottom lip trying to swallow the emotion of that simple touch. He smirks, before moving to the other. My eyes flutter shut at the sensation.
“Open your eyes, Kameron,” he says, but I don’t obey his command.
I feel him shift again, fully covering my body, but my eyes remain closed. But Kris plays dirty in bed, he always has. His dick brushes against my pussy, and my eyes snap open. He’s grinning down at me before he leans in, pressing his lips to mine again.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he whispers against my lips.
I close the space between us, deepening the kiss and he slowly slides inside me. My ankles wrap around his back, pressing him deeper into me as our chests rub against each other.
Warm breath brushes against the crook of my neck before he starts to move inside me. The deeper he pushes the more I begin to spiral. The build intensifies, he picks up speed, and drops a soft kiss just below my ear. That simple piece of contact sends me over the edge.
My entire body floods with heat, my nails dig into his back, pulling him closer as he continues to fuck me through my orgasm. His name falls from my lips in a breathy moan, and I feel him lose control as he flies over the cliff with me.
I’m not sure how long we lay together, most of his weight braced on his forearms, but our bodies are still connected. Our hearts are beating rapidly, chests quickly rising and falling as we work to catch our breath.
“I’ve really fucking missed that.” I can hear the smile in his voice.
Boy, have I missed it, too.
The sex was always great between us back then, but this was truly a different level. My body always responds to him, even in the slightest touch. Which is what has made this weekend so damn difficult to begin with.
Kris presses another kiss to my neck before slowly pushing off of me and climbing off the bed. I lay in the same spot, unable to move because I have no energy after that. I’m putty.
He disappears into the bathroom, and my heart still races. I should be freaking out, I just had sex with Kris. The one thing I was dead set on never doing in this lifetime again. And here I am, laying completely naked on the bed and can still feel him all over me.
As I expected, he comes back into the room with a wet rag and presses it to my center. He was always a gentleman when it came to these moments, he was always taking care of me, and it looks like that hasn’t changed.
He reaches for my hand, and I lift it. I’m nothing but dead weight at this point, and it makes him smile.
“Don’t get cocky,” I mutter, letting him pull me to a stand in front of the bed.
“I’d never dream of it,” he teases, slapping my ass as he leads me into the bathroom.
I hear the water in the shower before I see it, and look over my shoulder at Kris with a raised brow.
“I figured you’d want a shower.” He dips his head, almost looking embarrassed that he was so thoughtful.
Spinning to face him, I wrap my arms around his neck, and kiss him. “Only if you take one with me.”
He smiles against my lips, his hands slipping down my body until he lifts me. “I was hoping you’d say that.”
Stepping into the shower, he turns me so that the water cascades down my back before pressing me into the wall. Our lips collide in a heated kiss at the same second he thrusts back inside of me. My body tingles with awareness, needing more from him.
And as always, Kris enjoys teasing me, so as soon as his dick was thrust fully inside me he pulled all the way out.
My angry moans are covered by the sound of the shower. He releases my lips, moving to my neck before slowly making his way down to my chest. His large palm cups one of my boobs, letting his thumb rub over my pebbled nipple while his tongue circles the other.
My nipple pulls between his teeth softly before he releases it and continues dropping to his knees, but this time I stop him.
His curious expression makes me giggle, but his eyes fill with fire when I start to bend to my knees. The water is pouring over me, my red hair stringing down my back as I look up into his eyes.
Without breaking eye contact, I let my tongue slip out, sliding over the tip of his dick. Just enough to tease him, and the inhale of his breath practically roars over the sound of the water hitting the tile floor.
That alone makes me smile.
I lick my lips, and the butterflies in my belly grow. Kris bites down on his bottom lip, stopping himself from letting out the moan I feel vibrating off of him.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he says. “This is the perfect view.”
I lean forward, pressing my lips to the tip this time. I know exactly what I’m doing, he’ll snap eventually and take control.
And Kris in control in moments like this is one of my favorite things.
“Open your mouth, beautiful,” he growls down at me, and my pussy is soaked.
It has nothing to do with the water beating down on my shoulders either.
He holds the base of his cock as I open my mouth, sticking out my tongue. Gently, he pushes forward, dipping his dick into my warm mouth. His eyes nearly roll out of his head, and we’ve barely even begun.
I love Kris being in control, but I also very much enjoy watching him spiral out of control also.
Which is what he’s doing.
I swallow, sucking him in deeper. My lips wrap around him, and he releases himself before moving his hand to my wet hair. He tangles his fingers into the back of my hair, grabbing a fistful and slowly works my mouth. I take him deeper and deeper until I’m nearly at his base. He’s so close already, I can feel him struggling not to let loose.
The moment his control snaps, I fight back my smile and suck him as deep as I possibly can.
“Fuck, baby.”
My eyes are on him as his balls tighten and I know he’s about to come.
“I’m gonna come,” he warns, but I don’t pull away. He’s coming in my mouth.
I suck him harder, and easily push him over the edge as he unloads in my mouth. I suck him harder, making his body tremble from the exploding pleasure.
He eases out of my mouth, and suddenly I’m yanked back to my feet with his mouth against mine. I’m lifted easily into his arms, and his dick slides inside my center.
How on Earth is he still fired up and ready to go after all of that?
I moan into his mouth as he fills me up, going deeper than he did earlier.
“Kris, please,” I beg, as he thrusts into me over and over.
My boobs bounce between us, nipples grazing his chest like a live wire through my body. His grunts are all I hear as he pounds into me, and I slowly feel my eyes rolling to the back of my head when the pleasure powers through me. I grind my pussy into him, and we both freeze as our orgasms rip through us.
I’m thankful no one else is in this cabin with us, because we are not quiet. Not in the least bit.
He pulls away from me, looking into my eyes.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” he whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to my lips before turning me so that I’m completely under the shower again.
My body is completely relaxed when Kris pours some shampoo into his hands and begins massaging it through my hair.
I can’t wait to do all of this again tomorrow.