Chapter 14
CAMMIE
He came. Taut muscles. A growl. Pressed deep, he filled me. I could actually feel it, hot inside.
I loved that I was able to do that. We hadn’t even really had sex, just him holding still deep within me.
I ran my hands over him as he came, as he recovered.
After a while, he lifted his head.
“You’re a bad girl,” he murmured.
My eyes widened. “Me? What did I do?”
“Your pussy’s too fucking perfect. I came too fast.”
I shrugged against the bed.
“You’re still hard.” He was. Even after coming, he was thick and deep, stretching me open. It was just shy of painful and the feeling of him inside me was new. But I liked it.
I’d been so turned on and I still was.
“I am.” He pulled back and I gasped. He grinned.
“I’d say I was sorry I came so fast, but being inside you is fucking heaven. I take care of my girl though. You need to come and sweetheart, it’s your turn.”
“Okay.”
Curving his hips, he pressed deep again, watching me. “Still good? Does it hurt?”
I shook my head and felt some of his cum seep from me. I was so slick now.
“Then hang on.”
I gripped the back of his neck and when he cupped my hip and rolled us, so I was on top and he was beneath me, I gasped. He was even deeper inside me, especially since I was literally impaled on his dick.
He put his hands behind his head and grinned. “Ride me.”
The desk lamp cast him in soft light. I liked to see him like this. Sated–because of me–all softness and tenderness. I never expected that was possible for a guy like Zeb. His huge biceps bulged by his ears as his gaze roved down my body.
Setting my hands on his chest, I leaned forward, which took him deeper. I moaned. He groaned.
Pushing up on my knees, I lifted off of him a little, then dropped down with an accompanying squelching sound. I closed my eyes embarrassed and he chuckled.
“Gotta lot of cum for you. I’ve been saving it up. I’m gonna be dripping out of you from now on.”
God, his dirty talk was insane. I had no idea I’d like it, but it turned me on.
I began to move, circling, swirling, trying to find out what I liked.
It didn’t take long for Zeb to put his hands back on my body.
Cupping my breasts as I rode him, then my hips as he helped lift and lower me as he thrust up.
Then one hand settled on my stomach as his thumb found my clit.
“Harder?” he asked, talking about the pressure on my clit.
I bit my lip, nodded as I rode him faster and faster. “Yes. Circles. Oooh, like that.”
It didn’t take long after that to come. It all felt so good. Being with Zeb, riding him, knowing the cum inside me was because he felt too much. I sobbed his name as he crooned to me while I came. Only when I slumped down onto his chest to catch my breath, did he kiss the top of my head.
Then flip me once more. He grinned down at me, still hard and thick inside. “Got that first come out of the way.” He rolled his hips and thrust deep. “I’m gonna be inside you all night, sweetheart.”
That was a promise he kept. His stamina was insane, fucking me in so many different positions, making me come so many times like it was his mission to figure out all the ways it was possible. We didn’t stop until I passed out on him, sprawled on his chest, sweaty and cum covered.