CHAPTER 10 #3
When he licked the shell of my ear, a full body shiver wracked me and I nodded eagerly.
My whines and groans were endless, filling the otherwise quiet of the room with my lust-soaked voice and the lewd squelching of Cam’s fingers working me open.
When he pulled them free, I felt so empty.
My body was desperate to be filled as my legs fell open wider.
Cam was nestled between my spread thighs as I panted beneath him, but he leaned back and a cold rush of air replaced where he had been pressed against me.
My hands reached out automatically for him, searching for his body, his warmth.
“Cam, please,” I whispered as my hands clasped onto his thighs. I needed him, and I wasn’t above begging.
My palms squeezed his legs which were hard with corded muscle, filled with power and strength.
The same could be said about his back and ass.
Every part of him was strong and masculine.
I loved it. My mouth watered as I pictured him pounding into me, pinning me to the mattress from behind and using those powerful muscles to relentlessly fuck into me hard and deep.
I heard him slicking up the dildo before notching its cool tip at my entrance.
It wasn’t particularly large, but its girth still stretched me as much as Cam’s three fingers.
He had clearly done a thorough job because no pain or sting accompanied the pleasure as he pushed the toy in and in, just the overwhelming pressure of being filled. Tight, tight, tight. Deep, deep, deep.
“Oh, shit!” I gasped out as the toy was fully seated within me. Sharp pleasure shot up my spine as I writhed and twisted beneath Cam. But his solid weight had me thoroughly pinned, so I couldn’t escape.
“I’m going to fuck you with this toy now,” Cam told me in that deep, sultry voice.
I whimpered, eyes fluttering shut.
And then he did just that.
Long minutes passed and I was left a trembling mess even worse than after he’d been fingering me.
It was torture. It was bliss. It was too much yet not enough for every single time I was nearing my climax, Cam would pull the toy free leaving me empty and wanting, on the verge of exploding but still needing that final push.
My cock was painfully hard where it bobbed against my stomach, leaking an insane amount of pre-cum all over me.
My fingers itched to wrap around it and stroke, but I held back, not wanting this to be over.
Cam’s eyes darkened with hunger as he stared at the mess just before he leaned down to lap it up.
At the same time, he shoved the dildo in to the base and my entire body jolted, hips rising off the bed, seeking more.
A pathetic mewling whimper left me as my climax rapidly approached.
Then Cam was pulling it free, placing a soft kiss to the leaking tip of my cock.
“Fuck, Cam,” I growled, needing more, but at the same time wanting to keep dragging out the pleasure. I had never been edged so hard in all my life.
The sound of a zipper being undone drew my attention, what little of it I had left remaining to spare. When I pried open my heavy eyes, I watched as Cam pulled out his own stiff cock and stroked it with a tight fist.
Damn, that was sexy.
His sharp intake of breath was so sweet, but I didn’t have time to think on the fact that he was touching himself while he did this to me. Not when Cam’s hand holding the toy within me stopped entirely. He paused, the silence heavy. His gaze clashed with mine, those blue eyes flaring with heat.
“Victor,” he began, his somehow even lower tone making me melt. How the fuck did he do that with his voice? “Why didn’t you tell me this has a special feature?”
Oh shit, he must have found the-
My brain instantly became a scrambled mess as the “special feature” was turned on, sending vibrations rippling deep within me.
“Sh... Shit!” I gasped then cried out as he pressed the button again, turning the power up.
My mind went blank. Useless and empty as it completely focused on the intense pleasure buzzing through me from my core.
This time, Cam didn’t stop as the pressure broke and I came with a hoarse shout within seconds.
My body rose from the bed to curl in on itself, nearly headbutting Cam in the process.
When the overwhelming wave slowly passed, my ears were ringing from how hard I’d climaxed, pulse throbbing loudly in my chest. I seriously didn’t think I had ever cum so hard in my life.
It was only when the whooshing in my ears dulled that I blinked to awareness to the slick, steady pumping of Cam’s fist flying over his own cock.
It didn’t take him long before his own climax made his body stiffen up, face scrunched in pleasure and dark brows drawn tight.
He groaned low and deep as he hunched over me, the tendons in his neck bulging, ready to snap under the tension. I watched, completely mesmerized as his cock flexed and pulsed, spilling all over my bare chest and stomach to mix with my own release.
As I came back down to earth, my entire body was a sweaty, quivering mess.
I could barely catch my breath as I stared at Cam hovering over me in a daze, appearing equally as wrecked.
The mattress seemed to swallow my suddenly heavy yet simultaneously weightless body.
The bed dipped as Cam shifted to lean in and place a soft yet lingering kiss against my lips.
His tongue dipped in and I could still taste the saltiness of myself on him mixing with the sweetness of the wine.