Chapter 45
Ellie
Camden unlocks the door to the rental house and holds the door open for me to walk inside. Then he grabs my hand and leads me to our room.
I walk over to the bed and stand next to it, my tummy flipping in anticipation.
Camden closes the door and turns to me, then sheds his suit jacket. He walks over and cups my face in his hand, kissing me softly, slowly, gently.
My nerves start to fade.
“It’s okay if you’re not ready to do this, Ellie,” he says in a soft voice.
I lean back and look at him, my heart swelling in my chest. This is the second time he’s asked me if I’m ready. It means everything knowing that he cares so much about my feelings and my comfort.
A faint pulse lands between my legs. It’s a turn-on too.
I look up at him. “I’m ready.”
He flashes the softest, sweetest smile. Then he unbuttons his shirt and slides it off. My mouth waters at the sight of his bare chest. I’ve seen it plenty of times, but I’m still not over it. I don’t think I ever will be.
My gaze drags along the hard lines and stacked muscle of his torso. He pulls off his pants and socks, leaving him in a pair of gray boxer briefs. I bite my lip at the bulge between his massive thighs.
He holds my face and looks at me. “You’re calling the shots tonight, baby. I don’t want you to hold back, okay? If you want me to stop, tell me. If something feels good and you want more, tell me.”
“I will.”
He leads me in a slow, teasing kiss as he pulls down the top of my dress. My boobs spill out, and he teases my nipple with his thumb. I moan into his mouth, loving how sensitive I am.
When he lowers his head and swirls his tongue over my nipple, I gasp. My clit throbs at how good his mouth feels.
He moves over to my other nipple and glides his hand between my legs. He rubs my clit outside of my dress. I gasp.
When my legs start to wobble, he leans away. Then he gently pulls my dress off, leaving me in just a thong.
His eyes glaze over as he stares at the white lace.
The corner of his mouth slants up in a satisfied half-smile. “My wife is so fucking sexy.”
Tingles scatter through my chest. My wife. I’ll never, ever get tired of him saying that.
He swirls his thumb over my clit. My head falls back as I moan. He guides me to sit on the edge of the bed, then drops to his knees in front of me.
He gently pushes my legs open and pulls aside the fabric of my thong before dragging his tongue along my soaking wet slit.
He groans. The vibrations from his mouth make my clit jump.
“God, I love how wet you get for me.”
He runs his tongue up and down again before focusing on my clit. The pleasure instantly intensifies. Heat simmers between my thighs, seeping up my tummy and chest.
He runs slow, soft circles on my clit, over and over. He keeps that steady rhythm even though I’m squirming underneath him and pulling his hair. I can’t help it though. That’s how good Camden’s tongue feels. My entire body is tight, and I’m trembling, aching with the need to come.
“Is my pretty wife gonna come hard for me?” he rasps.
Before I can answer him, I explode. I cry out as my orgasm rams through me. It feels like endless waves of pleasure crashing over me, drowning me, consuming me.
When I look up at him, he’s wiping his mouth with the back of his wrist, that insanely sexy grin dancing on his lips.
“You like when I call you ‘my wife,’ don’t you, baby?”
I bite my lip and nod. “It makes me feel like I’m yours.”
Intensity flashes in his crystal blue gaze. He leans down and kisses me so hard, I can barely breathe.
“You’re mine, Ellie. All mine,” he rasps against my mouth before he pulls away and grabs his pants. He digs out his wallet from his pocket and pulls out a condom. He rips it off the wrapper with his teeth, then pulls off his boxer briefs.
I lean up on my elbows. My breath catches when I see his hard cock. When I think about how I’m about to have him inside of me, my thighs squeeze. I’m nervous, but also eager.
“Hey.” Gently, he strokes my cheek with his thumb. “Still good?”
I nod, my heart fluttering in my chest at how often he’s checking on me.
I scoot up on the bed to make room for him. He rolls on the condom and kneels on the mattress. He reaches over and opens the drawer of the nightstand, then grabs the small bottle of lube I brought. He squirts some on, then tosses the bottle aside.
With his massive hand, he grabs my thigh and spreads my legs. He lines the head of his cock with my pussy.
My breath catches as he teases my entrance with his dick.
When he slides the head in, I close my eyes and whimper.
“Baby,” he rasps.
“Yeah?”
“Look at me.”
When I open my eyes, Camden is gazing at me, watchfulness in his stare.
“Take a nice deep breath,” he says in a coaxing voice.
I do what he says, feeling my body relax.
“Good girl.”
He slides another inch in, and I tense.
“Oh…”
“How’s that feel?” he asks.
“It’s a lot. But I like it.”
His mouth slants up in a smile. He swallows hard and licks his lips.
“How does it feel for you?” I ask.
“Incredible.”
My heart does that fluttery thing again.
“Take another breath for me, baby.”
Slowly, I breathe in.
“Are you ready for more of me?” he asks
“Yes.”
He eases in another inch. I groan at the sensation. The pressure is on the verge of too much, but I like it. I like how full I feel. I like feeling how hard he is inside of me.
He mutters a curse, and I look up at him.
“Is everything okay?” I ask.
He lets out a breathy chuckle. “Everything is fan-fucking-tastic. You feel just insanely good.”
I bite back a smile. “But you’re not even halfway inside of me.”
“That’s how good you feel,” he grits out, his voice rough and guttural. “You feel like heaven, Ellie baby.”
My heart bounces around my chest, and that ache inside of me intensifies. God. Hearing Camden shower me with praise like that is the biggest turn-on ever.
I reach out and grab his firm ass cheek, then pull him closer to me. I cry out as he sinks in another couple of inches.
“Ellie, baby, what are you doing?” he grits out. His quad muscles tense and twitch against me.
“I want you inside of me, Camden. So, so bad.”
I go still, letting myself get used to his size and thickness.
His eyes glaze over as he gazes down at me. A giddy feeling swoops through me seeing just how turned on he is by me, and he’s still not even all the way in.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he rasps.
I shake my head. “You won’t. I like how this feels.” I swallow hard and close my eyes, settling into that filled-up feeling. God. So good.
He slides in a little more. I let out a shaky breath. “I-I think that’s as much of you as I can take.” I let out an embarrassed laugh. “Sorry.”
Camden lowers down, his forearms bracketing my head. He drops a kiss to my forehead. “Don’t you dare apologize. You’re taking me so well.”
That fluttery feeling washes over me. I lean up and kiss him.
When we break apart, he smiles down at me. “I think you have a praise kink, baby.”
“A what?”
A low, rough chuckle falls from his lips. He kisses me again. “Praise kink. It just means you get turned on when I compliment you in bed.”
My cheeks heat as I fight a smile and nod. “How can you tell?”
Gently, he brushes my hair out of my face. “Every time I compliment you, your body responds. You moan more and your breath quickens. You get more wet too. And just now, I felt you tighten around me.”
He leads me in a slow, teasing kiss. “I love it. It’s so sexy.”
A giddy feeling washes over me. We make out for a minute.
“Can we stay like this for a second?” I ask, breathing hard. “I love feeling you inside of me. You’re so big and thick and…” I relax around him. “Oh, that’s so nice.”
Above me, he grunts. “Hearing you talk about my cock like that is going to send me over the edge.”
For a minute, we stay like that, his hard dick buried inside of me as we kiss.
I run my fingers through his hair and tug. The pressure inside of me builds and simmers. I’m hot all over. And I want more.
“Camden?”
“Yeah?”
“You can thrust now.”
He holds my gaze as he slowly, gently glides out, then in.
My eyes roll back at the sensation, how it feels like too much but so good at the same time.
Camden kisses my temple softly. “How are you doing?”
I start to nod, but he shakes his head.
“No, baby. I need to hear you say whether or not you like this.”
My chest squeezes. I reach up and touch his jaw. “This feels good. Keep doing it. Please.”
A rough sound rips from his throat. He keeps that slow, gentle pace for another minute before he leans back and teases my clit with his thumb.
I gasp. The pressure inside of me turns to instant pleasure.
“Oh, god…” I babble.
“Such a good wife, taking my cock so well,” he murmurs.
I tighten around him. I am so insanely turned on, I can’t think straight.
He leans down and kisses the side of my neck. He sucks gently on my skin, and I shiver.
Feeling Camden’s hard cock inside of me combined with the way he’s teasing my clit and kissing my neck has me hurtling toward orgasm. I’m so close.
“That’s it, baby. I can feel that pretty pussy tighten around me. You’re close, aren’t you?”
“Yes, oh my god, yes…”
He kisses the hinge of my jaw. “That’s my good girl. You’re gonna come hard all over my cock like a good wife, aren’t you?”
With Camden’s rough, raspy, filthy command, I break.