I sank us to the floor and raked her across it, feeling her juices drip onto my skin. I planted my knees and rocked into her, steadying my rhythm so she could catch her breath. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her mouth gasped for breath. I ran my hands along every inch of her as she clung to me, aching for a release I felt her pussy pounding for.
Every time I felt her approaching her end, I backed off and she would growl in frustration.
I threaded our hands together and pinned her to the mattress, rocking into her as I gazed into her hooded eyes. Her legs were limp. Her body shook. She was spent and filled with a frustration she couldn't take any longer. Sweat poured off my muscles. Soaked the bed and her skin underneath me. I reared back onto my knees and wrapped my arms around her, taking her with me as she collapsed into my body.
“Cameron, please. I can’t do this anymore.”
I pressed the smallest kiss to her temple as I sat on the edge of the bed, holding her as closely as I could get.
I knew what I was feeling. I cared for Heather more than I wanted to admit, and it was what I had been trying to avoid. But as I rocked against her body and felt her tired hips roll into mine, I lost myself within her, not just her body but also her spirit and not just her luscious curves but also the sound of her voice. I closed my eyes and fisted her hair, drawing her lips to mine as I held onto her tightly. My arm wrapped around her waist as I planted my feet on the floor, and I began to thrust into her.
“Yes.”
Her body jumped as my hips connected with hers.
“Oh, yes, Cameron.”
Our teeth clattered together as her body found its strength again.
“Please, don’t stop this time. I can’t take it.”
I wrapped my arms around her and held her hips to mine.
“Shit. Shit. Shit. Cameron!”
I ground into her clit as my cock pressed against all her walls. My legs shook, my toes curled, and stars exploded in my vision. I felt her pussy release against me. The
rippling and the tightening left me breathless. I pulled my cock out and slammed back into her, feeling her groan into my shoulder as she clung to me. Her nails dug into my skin, sending sweet, glorious pain rushing through my body.
I kissed her shoulder over and over, forcing my sentiments to stay behind, forcing those words my heart wanted to say to her to stay at the back of my throat.
My balls pulled into my body. My cock finally released. I stilled myself inside her as she shook violently against my hips. I held her to my body. I buried my face in her sweaty hair. I gasped for her scent as my hands ran up and down her back, grinding my hips against her clit, riding her through her orgasm as one barreled into the next. Her pussy milked me until my cock was dry and then continued to throb as I pulled orgasm after orgasm from her body. Her tits poked into my skin, her hands curling so deeply into me, I thought she would burrow underneath my skin. Her broken whimpers were music to my ears as I sat there, holding her limp body in my grasp.
Then we fell to the bed, spent in our sweat and dripping with one another’s arousal.
I watched her as she fell asleep, her eyes hazy with pleasure. Even as her breathing evened out, her body continued to shake. Every time I touched her, she jerked. Her body was so sensitive, and it was the most beautiful sight to me. I traced the dip in her waist. Pulling her toward me, I curved my body around hers as she balled up and nuzzled into me.
I had no idea how she felt about me, but one thing was for certain. I knew how I felt about her.
And that one realization kept me awake the rest of the night.
CHAPTER 26
HEATHER
My eyes fluttered open, and I felt a heavy sensation over my body. Cameron was draped around me, and it trickled a smile across my cheeks. I slid from his grasp and picked up my clothes, thankful I was up before Audrey for once. I pulled my clothes on and slipped into the guest bedroom where I picked out another outfit to wear. Even though his daughter had crawled into bed with us on a couple of occasions, it still felt odd to me. The fact that we hadn’t openly addressed it bothered me. I changed into some clean clothes, shuffled to the kitchen, and then started pulling some things out for breakfast.
Cameron always cooked breakfast, so if he was tired enough to sleep in, then he obviously needed the rest.
I plated some eggs and some toast as I heard small footsteps running down the hallway. I turned around as Audrey came rushing into the kitchen, her eyes bright and wide with her hair billowing behind her. She climbed up into her chair, and I set the plate down in front of her before getter her some milk.
“Morning, Miss Heather.”
“Morning, Rebecca. How did you sleep?”
“Good. You?”
“I slept well, thank you for asking.”