Chapter 34 Cameron
thirty-four
Cameron
One hit of Zhuri is all it took to make me a fucking addict.
I about came in my damn briefs as soon as she clenched around my fingers. It’s a goddamn miracle I didn’t.
I drop to my knees in front of her, watching as she shimmies her thong down her legs before I come to rest between them.
I take a deep inhale, letting the scent of her arousal consume me.
“You smell incredible,” I murmur, spreading her legs wider and baring her to me. “Mmm, just look at that perfect pussy.”
“Perfect, huh?” she teases, still slightly breathless from her orgasm.
I kiss my way up the inside of her thigh. “Never seen a more perfect pussy in my life. It’s fitting, though. I’ve never known a more perfect person in my life.”
“Not perfect,” Zhuri sighs as I tease my fingers over her entrance.
Perfect for me, I think to myself.
Holy shit, I’m falling hard for her.
“You don’t have to be perfect to be mine.” I rest my mouth inches from her pussy and look up to meet her eyes. “And right now, you’re fucking mine, Zhuri.”
Her words die on her tongue as I swipe mine over her center.
“Cameron…” she moans, and fuck, the things that’s doing to my ego.
“So sweet, baby,” I murmur, mouth still pressed against her. “You taste so goddamn sweet.”
Zhuri writhes on the bed as my tongue finds her clit, teasing her with light flicks. She’s so responsive to everything I’m doing to her, and it has precum leaking from my dick with how much I want her.
She intertwines her fingers in my hair and holds my head steady. “Just like that,” she sighs. “That feels so good, baby.”
It’s obvious I’m no stranger to sex, but I’ve never had a partner so enthusiastically involved. I don’t feel like a notch on someone’s bedpost or a mark off someone’s list; I feel wanted.
For the first time in my life, I feel like I’m desired for more than just a night.
And God, do I fucking hope this is more than one night.
I tease two fingers over her slit before pushing them inside, and she’s so slick that she takes me easily.
“Still wet from the rain?”
“Shut up,” she laughs before gasping as I hook my fingers inside her. “Cameron, yes…”
I move my fingers in perfect timing with my tongue, so ready to make Zhuri fall apart for me again. I suck her clit into my mouth, and she screams as her hips fly off the bed.
She’s already fluttering around my fingers, so close to tipping over.
“You’re close, baby,” I murmur before thrusting my tongue into her wet heat. “Let go and fucking drown me in your pussy.”
Zhuri grips the bedsheets tightly in her hands, head thrown back as she succumbs to the pleasure I’m giving her, coming on my tongue just like I told her to.
I work her through the orgasm, and when she has nothing left to give, I prowl up her body. There’s a glow in her cheeks and a satisfied smile on her face.
“Holy shit, Cam,” she pants. “That show with the strawberry didn’t do you justice.”
I chuckle and lean down to kiss her, letting her taste herself on my tongue. “Believe me, your cunt is sweeter than any piece of fruit, Zhuri baby.”
She wraps her arms around my neck before kissing me again. It starts slowly as she recovers from her second orgasm, but ramps up quickly. Zhuri nips at my bottom lip as she lets her hands slide down my back before bringing one to the front and cupping me through my soaked boxer briefs.
I groan. “Fuck, Z.”
“I would like that, yes.”
“You’re such a fucking brat.” I huff a laugh, cutting it off as soon as Zhuri wraps her hand around my length through the fabric. “Are you going to be a tease, too, or are you going to be my good girl?”
Heat flashes in her eyes, and I lick my lips at the sight. Zhuri is so dominant on the ice, but I love watching her melt under my praise in the bedroom.
“I’ll be your good girl.”
Her voice is low and seductive, and I swear I get even harder than before, if that’s possible.
“Then take these off for me, baby. I want you to see exactly how fucking hard you make me.”
Zhuri slips her fingers under the waistband of my briefs and slips them over my ass and down my legs, freeing my rock-hard cock, precum glistening at the tip.
She gasps. “Jesus.”
“Cameron,” I correct her. “I told you I’m the only one you’ll be praying to tonight.”
“I’ve never been very religious,” she rasps, lips ghosting over mine as she takes my cock back into her hand and strokes me.
I bear myself down on her, our naked bodies pressed together. “I can convert you.”
Zhuri licks her lips before flashing me the most devilish smile I’ve ever seen. “Then take me to church, Cameron.”
God, I hope I can even make it inside her before I come.
My heart races as my chest heaves with a heavy breath, and I kiss her one more time.
“When were you last tested?” I ask.
“Before last season, and I haven’t had sex with anyone since well before that. Nothing to report.”
“I got tested when the offseason started, and I haven’t actually been with anyone since early this year. I’m clean.”
Zhuri’s hand is still wrapped around me as I settle myself between her spread legs, and she teases the head of my cock over her dripping slit. “So what you’re saying is we don’t need to use a condom.”
“I don’t want to,” I admit. “Not with you. I need to feel you, all of you.”
“Then do it. I’m on birth control.” She starts slipping my tip inside her, just barely, but enough to feel her warmth. “Make me yours.”
“You’re already mine.”
Before she can retort, I push inside her, just an inch or so, letting her adjust to my size.
“Cameron,” she moans.
“I know.” My voice is breathy and barely restrained as I push further inside her. I’m just over halfway in now.
“I don’t know how much more I can take.”
“You can take all of it,” I assure her, reaching my hand between us and teasing my thumb over her clit to help. “This perfect pussy is already stretching around me so beautifully. You were made to take my cock.”
“Then give me all of it,” she commands, voice strained.
I smirk at her. “Atta girl. So good when you tell me what you want.”
I slowly push the rest of the way inside, sliding in until our hips meet and I’m fully seated within her.
“Fuck,” she breathes, looking down to the spot where we’re joined.
I slide out a few inches before pushing back in. “Shit,” I huff. “You feel fucking incredible.”
“Says the man with his dick up in my diaphragm right now.”
I press my forehead to hers and chuckle. “And you did so well taking it.” Her eyes sparkle under my praise, and I feel it tug at the strings of my heart.
This is sex, but it’s not just fucking. I really care about Zhuri, and I hope she can tell at this moment that I would kiss the ground she walks on if she asked me to.
I would do anything she asked me to.
With my eyes glued to hers, I start moving, thrusting deep inside her every time I snap my hips.
“Yes, baby,” Zhuri sighs as she hooks her legs around my back.
“You weren’t just made to take my cock,” I say through a heavy breath. “My cock was made for you, Z. I fit perfectly inside you.”
“Yes,” she moans. “You’re mine, Cameron.”
“I am,” I admit before taking her lips. “I’m all yours, Zhuri.”
I’ve never wanted to belong to anybody, but with Zhuri, I can’t imagine not belonging to her. She already owns my heart; I might as well give her my soul, too.
Our lips are fused together as I move inside her. My thrusts become more erratic the more I lose myself in her, so absolutely consumed by the perfect woman underneath me.
This is that feeling I’ve always wanted, that feeling of being connected with someone. Connected on a level that isn’t just sex; it’s something much deeper. Warmth blooms through me as I look at her, and I know I’m a goner.
I start teasing my thumb over her clit again, and she cries out. “Fuck!”
“I want you to come for me one more time, ljepota. Scream for me and clench that tight pussy around my cock. I need to see you lose yourself while I’m still inside you.”
“Don’t stop,” Zhuri says breathlessly. “I’m close, baby.”
I slow down my thrusts because I refuse to come before she does. I make circles over her clit, rubbing her in just the right way because I feel her throbbing around me. She’s getting wetter with every stroke, and when I pinch her clit between my fingers, I finally send her flying over the edge.
“Cameron!” she screams, writhing while her pussy squeezes me tight.
Fuck, I can’t last much longer.
“Zhuri…” She’s lying underneath me with her eyes closed as her orgasm ebbs out. “Zhuri,” I say more emphatically this time, and her eyes flutter open. “Eyes on me, baby. Watch me as I fill your cunt with my cum.”
Zhuri nods enthusiastically as I start thrusting hard again, so close to finding my own release.
“Fill me up, Cam,” she smiles softly. “I want to be a good girl for you.”
“Fuck!” I cry, hips stilling as I tip over the edge, my body wracked with the most mind-melting orgasm I’ve ever had.
When my dick stops pulsing, I collapse on top of Zhuri, and she wraps her arms around me, lightly trailing her fingers up and down my back.
I nestle my face in the crook of her neck, and we lie in silence for a few minutes before I finally force myself to pull out of her. She watches as I do, and I lick my lips as I see my release dripping out of her, my white cum starkly contrasted against her dark skin.
I slide my finger up her slit before I push my cum back inside her. I wish she could keep it there. I could spend every day knowing she’s filled up with part of me, and we’d be the only two who know.
Our little secret.
Since that’s not possible, I stand myself up and walk over to my en-suite bathroom, wetting a washcloth in warm water before coming back over to her.
Zhuri smiles at me sweetly as I run the washcloth between her legs, cleaning her of the mixture of our cum.
Once she’s completely clean, I toss the washcloth in the hamper before sliding behind her and wrapping her up in my arms.
I press a soft kiss to the top of her head. “That was amazing.”
“Yeah,” she grins.
I smile at her before taking her lips with mine, unable to resist the urge to kiss her.
I didn’t expect any of this to happen tonight, not with the way she literally ran away from me last night, but I’m so glad it did. I’m fucking crazy about Zhuri, and I’m beyond tired of hiding that from her.
“Will you stay with me tonight?” I ask, brushing my thumb over her cheek.
“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”
Zhuri rests her head on my chest, and she drifts off to sleep to the sound of my beating heart.
The heart I’m starting to think beats just for her.