Chapter 19
Watching Cambria today, talking to my friends, and being brought into the family category with them, I was so damn proud. It wasn’t just pride in how well she impressed them. It was because I was so elated to have her as my old lady. I wanted everyone to know how much I loved and cherished her.
As the evening and night progressed, I was struck by something else, in addition to becoming increasingly horny.
There were so many small children and babies in Hunters Creek.
And my woman had her hands on the babies and paid attention to the older kids.
It made me picture what she’d be like with our kids.
And I knew she wanted to be married before we had them.
I was ready to work on setting the wedding date.
Sure, the old ladies at home had talked to her about things she’d want for her wedding one day. But I wanted it set, not a year from now. Once I got my wedding ring on her finger, I’d get her to agree to babies as soon as she was comfortable with having our first.
However, those things would have to wait because right now, I had to be inside my old lady soon before I lost my goddamn mind. I swore my cum was boiling in my balls, waiting to be released into her.
She was splayed out on the mattress, her naked beauty taunting me.
I wanted to suck and play with her tits until she begged me to stop.
I wanted to eat her dripping pussy until she did the same.
But those would have to wait. That slap on her ass had caused one of the things we’d talked about when it came to sex and what we liked, loved, hated, and were willing to try, to come to mind.
Spanking was something I was surprised to discover no guy had ever done to her.
While I detested thinking of any man ever touching her, it was reality, and I preferred knowing those things rather than being ignorant of them.
I never wanted to scare or harm her. Luckily, she was very adventurous.
There was a lot we hadn’t done yet, but we would.
Tonight, spanking that delectable ass of hers was on the menu.
Her curvier bottom half was made for it.
“I want you to roll over onto your stomach after you position yourself in the middle of the bed, lying across it,” I half asked, half demanded.
“Whatever you want, Shaine,” she replied.
The breathy way she said my real name made me have to grip the base of my cock tightly, so I didn’t shoot my load. When the sensation receded, I let go. By then, she was in the exact place I wanted her to be.
Moving to stand at her feet, while she stared at me over her right shoulder, I placed my hands on her ankles.
Starting there, I slowly ran them up her shapely legs.
I caressed her skin, taking my time. She moaned and closed her eyes.
I interspersed massaging moves in there.
Also, I dropped kisses, licks, and the scrape of my teeth along her legs.
Cambria jerked and squirmed, but nothing else.
By the time I reached her ass, I knew I had to speed things up.
I was slipping closer to the edge of no return.
Latching onto her ankles, I abruptly yanked her body toward me until her legs hung down off the mattress.
Her ass was right at the edge of it. Her gasp swiftly turned into a moan when my hands clutched her ass cheeks, and I squeezed them. I dug in my fingers.
Wanting her to be mindless with me, I spread her cheeks, exposing her crack and the crinkled opening of her asshole. My cock jerked at the memory of how it felt to be inside of her ass. I’d have to do that again soon.
Further down, the glistening of the cream from her pussy shone.
Her rich scent reached my nose. Unable to stop myself, I leaned down, pushed her legs apart wider, and swiped my tongue from her hard nub of a clit, up her slit, and through her ass crack until I reached her asshole.
There, I tongued the hole and left my saliva behind.
Using one of my hands, I gathered on my fingers her cum as she writhed on the bed.
Returning to her asshole, I added her cum to the saliva.
Then, I carefully pushed my finger inside.
She gasped, but I felt her bearing down, which assisted my finger to go deeper.
I slowly advanced and retreated my finger until I worked it into her hole up to the last knuckle.
When I was there, it was time for the next step.
“Tell me how you like this, my dark angel,” I whispered hoarsely a moment before I slapped her ass cheek with my free hand. I coordinated it so that I thrust my finger back into her back door at the same time. Her cheek jiggled with the impact.
She cried out, and her hips rose off the mattress. I pressed my spanking hand to her lower back, so she’d stay in place. Before she could settle, I slapped again. She whimpered.
Fucking her ass with my finger as I slapped and rubbed her ass, I asked, “Do you like how this feels, Twilight? Do you want me to continue? Or to stop?”
“Nonopleasedon’tstop!” Her words rushed out of her so fast, they became one word, but I understood her.
“Tell me how it feels,” I demanded, then I landed two slaps right after each other, one to each ass cheek, while I thrust twice in and out of her asshole. A ragged half scream erupted from her mouth. Her body spasmed.
“Goddddd, Shaine, it’s, it’s so good. I can’t put words to it,” she rasped out.
“Then let me make you feel even better, my love,” I whispered.
From there, I went a bit wild with the slaps and the strokes of my finger.
I even worked a second one into her ass.
Cambria was screaming into the mattress beneath her.
More cum gushed from her pussy. Her entire body was drenched in sweat, and she was trembling.
Suddenly, she stiffened, cried out torturously, then her ass clamped around my fingers so hard it was nearly impossible to thrust.
Wanting to extend her orgasm as long as possible, I rained down more smacks until she was a writhing, sobbing bundle of sensations.
Not able to stand it a moment longer, I withdrew my fingers, causing her to whimper.
Grabbing her hips, I pulled her closer to the edge of the bed.
Holding her there with one hand, I used the other to hold the base of my cock.
I lined it up with the soaked entrance of her pussy.
Then, I snapped my hips, driving my cock deep in one stroke.
She came up on her hands, head thrown back, a scream filling the room. Her pussy gripped my cock like a fist.
Twining my clean hand into the knot of her hair, I rode her savagely.
I tugged on her hair, causing her neck to arch back, shifting the angle of her hips, allowing my cock to go what felt like deeper.
The slap of skin on skin, ragged breathing, and the scent of her arousal were maddening.
I sped up my hammering. I lost track of how long I rode her, but when I felt my balls drawing up tight and the tingle running from my feet to my lower back, I knew I was moments from erupting.
“Come for me, Cambria. Coat my cock in your cream. Take my cum,” I roared.
Three more thrusts, the tingling rushed to my cock, and I exploded.
As I shouted her name and then grunted with each jerk of my cock, she wailed my name.
Her pussy convulsed around my cock, and she flooded me as she squirted.
The agony and bliss of it intermingled until I couldn’t see or think.
What brought me back to my senses was her lying motionless beneath me. My heart skipped a beat.
“Cambria, are you alright?” I asked anxiously.
I was about to withdraw when her weak voice answered me. “I’m more than alright, Shaine. I’m in fucking heaven. You killed me, but it was worth it. God, that was amazing.”
Masculine pride and relief filled me. I leaned over her and kissed her shoulder. I turned her head more to the side, then my mouth kissed hers, as much as I could reach. I whispered raggedly.
“It was incredible for me, too. I think my woman likes to be spanked.” I let her hear the amusement in my voice.
She weakly giggled as she replied. “I think you’re right, along with having my ass finger fucked and my man using his enormous cock to pound my pussy like a beast.”
My laugh made her moan as it caused my cock to shake inside of her. I groaned and let the residual flickers take us both.
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We were on the road home. The past four and a half days in Hunters Creek had been a welcome mini vacation. We’d spent time with the Warriors, explored Hunters Creek, visited a few of the Warriors’ businesses, and spent time together. Our nights were filled with spectacular sex.
The only work aspect was done by Cambria, with some help from me, because I couldn’t resist snooping.
She added even more nails to Aarón Mora’s coffin.
The man was so dirty. There was no way in hell he would get off when his case went to trial.
However, if by some awful fluke he did, Mora would be one who would experience being brought to justice at the hands of the Warriors and possibly us.
Either way, he would be off the streets.
The drive home was pleasant. The weather was decent, with temperatures in the upper fifties. Traffic was slower around the major cities because it was a workday, but even so, we were home by six o’clock.
It was a relief, even though our accommodations at the Warriors’ compound were top-notch, to be back in our home and to sleep in our bed.
Cambria’s belongings that Eagle and Dylan had brought back home for us were stacked neatly in the garage.
We’d go through them and decide what went where.
Her furniture would help to fill some of the space and rooms in the house.
The rest would be donated to the clubhouse, other members, or to charity.