Chapter Seventeen #2
I chuckled, pulling my fingers out and moving in closer, sliding my cock between his gorgeous arse cheeks until the head bumped up against him.
He was slick, but I needed him slicker. I picked up the lube, squirting more on his crack, watching it run down to his hole as he jerked and cried out with the sensation, thrusting his bum higher.
My own cock throbbed and danced, wanting to penetrate him deeply, my balls banging his arse.
I curled over his back, biting him just hard enough on the side of the neck to hear his protest before licking over the mark.
“Gotta get inside you, Cam,” I grunted in his ear, thrusting my hips until my cock slid over the tight pucker.
“What the fuck are you waiting for then?”
“So impatient, luv.” I chuckled and leaned up, grabbing both arse cheeks in my hands and holding him open as I watched the tip of my cock slowly enter him.
I thrust forward, and shivered, trying not to enter him quickly as I pushed deeper, my thickness stretching him.
He panted, whimpering, but not protesting as I slid deeper then pulled back only a little.
“Come on,” he growled. “Fuck me hard, Mars.”
I gave up fighting against it and thrust forward, burying myself inside him, feeling his arse clench for a brief few seconds before he fully relaxed and allowed me all the way in.
When I was buried to the hilt, feeling his hot heat around my cock, I stopped moving as we both panted, letting him adjust to my girth.
When he finally pushed back on me, I went with it, gripping his hips, fucking him soundly.
His hands curled into the bedding with tight fists as he held onto the sheets, grunting with each thrust. The horny sounds drove me mad.
Cam was so perfect, the most beautiful creature I’d ever seen, body covered with a sheen of sweat as he took me deep, not even protesting when I plowed into him harder with each thrust. He heaved below me, and I knew he was just as breathless as me each time I managed to bottom out inside him.
I pounded into him, faster and faster, harder and harder, feeling my climax starting to rise as he took every thrust I had to give with practiced ease.
I ignored how that knowledge bothered me, shoving it to the back of my mind as he began to shudder beneath me.
“Gonna come, Mars. Don’t stop!” he cried out, lifting his head off the pillow only momentarily to try to look back at me. “Fuck me through it!”
I did as he asked, slamming into him, shivering as I felt my own orgasm approaching. “Fucking ‘ell!”
He moved his hand then, reaching beneath himself as he balanced on one hand. His entire body rocked as I kept pounding into him, gritting my teeth as my climax rushed at me.
“Mars!” he cried out, and shivers raced over my skin.
I felt the pulsing rush then and I went with it. I couldn’t have stopped it even if I’d wanted to.
“Oh, God! Coming, Mars!”
“Come on, luv,” I gasped, my own orgasm triggered by the words.
I shoved deep inside him as he screamed into the pillow.
Shudders racked my entire body as I came, fucking hard into him and emptying myself while he kept shouting beneath me.
The sharp tang of semen filled my nostrils, and I thrust several more times, spurting into the condom buried in his hot body as he rode out his own climax beneath me.
“Blimey,” I gasped, starting to slow, resting my head on the small of his back as I panted, heart pounding.
I felt his muscles relax slowly, as he came down from his own powerful orgasm, and I lifted my head to look at him.
He finally turned his head so I could see the brilliant smile partially hidden by the pillow.
“Jesus Christ, Mars.” Cam began to laugh, burying his face once again as my heart still pounded, trying to return to a normal rhythm.
His laughter was contagious, though, and I reached down, chuckling as I grabbed the base of the condom, holding it as I slowly pulled free.
I backed up, noting the finger-shaped marks left by me clutching his hipbones and I almost regretted the bruises my hands would leave on his skin as I slid off the bed, still holding onto the condom. I set my feet on the floor shakily and went into the bathroom to deal with it and wash up.
Wetting a towel with warm water, I came back to the bed where he lay, stretched out on his belly, head buried under a pillow.
I kneeled on the bed and crawled over to him to clean his arse from the lube.
He widened his legs to give me access, sighing into the bedding.
After tossing the towel to the floor, I flopped onto my back beside him, looking up at the ceiling.
Why had I done it? I wanted to kick myself up the bum, but something about him lying beside me, made all thoughts of regret a distant blur.
I hadn’t done anything but succumb to the desire I’d been riding for two fucking days and given him what he’d wanted.
He’d made the running after all. I put that thought to the back of my mind, knowing I was at least partially at fault here.
While he’d been showering, it would’ve been easy for me to strip down and climb into bed, pretending to be asleep when he returned, but I hadn’t done that.
I’d known he would make a move, just like he had last night, and somewhere in the back of my mind, I’d been welcoming it.
Cam pulled the pillow off his head and rolled to his side, propping his head in one hand as he smiled at me.
He reached out and laid a hand on my belly.
I couldn’t help but smile back since his expression was so damned contagious.
I rolled toward him, propping my own head in my hand.
“I was afraid you wouldn’t want me again. ”
I reached out and moved a lock of black hair from his eyes which looked navy blue in this light. “’Oo wouldn’t want ya, Cam? But I shouldn’t ‘ave given in.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s a bad idea for us to take our focus off staying alive. Men are trying to kill ya. It’s my job to protect ya.”
He searched my eyes. “You wanted me, didn’t you, Mars?” He laid a hand on my chest, tracing my muscles as his fingers brushed over a sensitive nipple.
I shivered from the contact. “That’s the problem, Cam.
I can’t concentrate when you’re around.” I punctuated it with a little smile to take some of the sting out of my words.
“In other circumstances, the attraction wouldn’t be a dangerous thing, but like this?
” I shook my head. “I ‘ave to make sure you’re kept safe, even from me.” I hesitated, not wanting to hurt his feelings, but knowing I had to be honest with him.
“Why is the attraction dangerous?”
I shook my head again, capturing his fingers as they slid lower.
I flattened his hand on my belly, stopping him from straying lower.
‘I don’t…do relationships, luv. I’ve never ‘ad a boyfriend. Don’t want ya to think there’s anything more ‘ere.” I waved a hand between our chests.
“That’s just the way it ‘as to be. I ‘ope ya understand.”
His brows furrowed and the expression was so sweet, I wanted to lean forward and kiss between his lovely eyes.
He seemed to think for a long while before finally letting out a long sigh and rolling to his back.
I watched him reach up and twine his fingers together, putting them behind his head as he stared at the ceiling.
“I understand, Mars. You don’t want me because you’re afraid of becoming too attached. ”
“But I do want ya.” He turned to look at me, and I pinned him with a serious gaze as I reached out, resting a hand on his thigh.
“That’s the fucking problem. I want ya too much…
all the bloody time.” I sighed. “I can’t let myself be distracted, Cam.
I can’t let ya be killed because I was thinking about ‘ow fucking good it feels to be inside ya.”
He stared at me for long minutes before reaching down and covering my hand, watching the connection as I intertwined our fingers.
“So, while we’re in this room, we’ll be together like this.
” When I opened my mouth to correct his assumption, he lifted his other hand.
“Let me finish.” I nodded. “When we’re alone together, Mars, we’ll be lovers, and when your job is done, and Josiah is not a threat to me, my mom, and the FBI anymore, we’ll say our goodbyes.
” He dragged in a calming breath. “I can do that. Can you?”
Did I have a choice?
Fucking Candy and his meddling putting us in the same room and I wasn’t all together convinced it’d been really needed.
Any of the guys could’ve been tapped to guard him, but he’d chosen me.
There was no bloody way I’d be able to keep my hands off him as long as he was forced to stay in this room under my protection.
I wondered again what the hell motivated the boss.
“Ya right. I can do that, Cam.” I sounded confident but who the hell was I kidding? Staying with him, taking him as a lover, was going to be both amazing and probably the stupidest thing I’d ever done. He smiled at me, but the warmth in his eyes was curiously muted.
“It’s a deal then.”
I nodded, lifting his hand and bringing it to my mouth where I kissed the backs of his knuckles before meeting his eyes. “It’s a deal.”