CHAPTER 10 #4
I stared up at the darkened ceiling in a satiated stupor as I lay limp beneath him.
With every inhale, my chest would brush against Cam’s.
Through bleary eyes, I could just make out what an absolute disaster his hair had become subjected to my clawing fingers.
His entire body shivered as I threaded my fingers through the tangled locks and drew him close.
I couldn’t help but breath him in; he smelled so good, like sex and cinnamon.
I already knew he was a drug that I never wanted to part from.
I sighed with contentment even though I needed to get up and clean myself off, but exhaustion was taking hold and swiftly dragging me under.
I need to turn the heater on before Cam gets cold...
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I awoke sometime later with the room bathed in darkness.
I was comfortably warm and nestled against what felt like my own personal heater.
It was soft yet hard and as I opened my eyes, I realized it was Cam’s chest that my face was squashed into.
He had his arm wrapped under and around me while the other rested across his stomach over the blanket covering both of us.
I was still naked but clean. Cam must have wiped me down after I passed out, the considerate sweetheart that he was.
I saw no point in waking him, and I was still groggy with sleep, so I simply closed my eyes and pressed my ear harder against his chest. The sound of Cam’s steadily beating heart was my lullaby as I fell back asleep within mere seconds.
When I woke up again, streaks of warm, orange light were bleeding through the slightly parted curtains.
But that wasn’t what pulled me from sleep.
Pleasure rushed through me as my mind cleared away the cobwebs of sleep. When my eyes fluttered open, I looked down to find a large form hiding beneath the blanket right between my legs. Hot suction was enveloping my cock as I watched the blanket bop up and down in a steady, suggestive rhythm.
“Mmm,” I hummed as I pressed my head back into the pillow.
Spreading my legs wider apart, I burrowed my hands beneath the blanket and found Cam’s head between my thighs. I tangled my fingers in his silky hair as he slowly sucked me off.
Realizing I was at last awake, Cam’s mouth picked up speed, lips tightening, tongue lapping. It wasn’t long before I came with a rough groan and I felt his throat tighten as he swallowed everything that I gave him.
My dry throat clicked in a swallow of my own as I combed my fingers through Cam’s tangled hair in a soothing, satisfied gesture.
When he emerged from his cocoon, I was greeted with the sweetest sight first thing in the morning.
His cheeks were flushed beneath blue eyes shining with tears from how deeply he had just taken me.
His pillowy lips were pink and glistening as he licked them clean before pulling up into a wolfish grin.
That black hair was a tangled mess of knots courtesy of sleep, the blankets, and my fingers.
I stroked my hand down the side of his face as he rested his cheek against my inner thigh.
That flutter in my chest returned with full force as he gazed up at me from such a provocative position.
“That’s...” I swallowed and wet my parched lips. “That’s quite the way to wake up.”
Cam smiled fully, eye’s twinkling with amusement, “Did you like it?”
His voice was scratchy and sleep roughened. Either that, or from that mind blowing blow job. I nearly choked out an incredulous laugh at his question,
“Did I... Satan, it was amazing Cam. You’re amazing.”
I lifted my hands to scrub them roughly over my face then swept the hair back that had fallen into my eyes.
I was surprised that I wasn’t cold considering I was completely uncovered at the moment, but then I turned and noticed the small electric space heater in the corner was on, fake orange flames flickering with a steady hum.
I looked back down at Cam, eyes burning slightly even though I had no idea why.
He had taken... such good care of me. Not only did he clean me up after I so graciously fell asleep on him after giving me by far the best orgasm of my life, but then he even made sure I wouldn’t be cold throughout the night.
I blinked rapidly to stave off the emotions flooding me, my heart suddenly feeling so immensely full. Cam noticed, of course he did, because he crawled out from between my legs to rest on his side next to me.
His palm was flat on my chest as he asked, “Are you okay, Victor?”
I gave him a reassuring smile and nodded. “Yeah. I’m gr-”
I froze as my stomach let out the loudest, most obnoxious growl I had ever heard. My cheeks burned but Cam didn’t comment, he only ran his palm down my chest to the flat of my stomach.
“It seems you need to replenish the energy you burned last night,” Cam told me, a grin to his voice. He was clearly holding back a chuckle, likely sensing my embarrassment. “I’m hungry too,” he said instead of teasing me further. “Want to wash up? I know of pretty good brunch place downtown.”
I nestled further into him, cuddling against his warm, broad chest. His arms came around me as if that was where they were meant to be, as if I belonged right there within his strong embrace.
We fit so perfectly together that I briefly wondered if this was all just a dream.
Maybe the resurrection spell had gone wrong and I was lying in a hospital somewhere in a coma having the best dream.
If that was the case, I didn’t think I ever wanted to wake up.
I let out a soft sigh, “Sure, that sounds perfect.”