I shook my head, I didn't want to talk about it.
He came over to me, putting his arms around me. “Ami, what's wrong? Did something happen?”
I leaned my face against his chest. I didn't say anything, but maybe I didn't need to. With Cam's strong arms wrapped around me, I felt safe. I closed my eyes, letting out a long, slow breath and expelling the worries that had plagued me all day.
Cam stroked my hair. He held me close, protective and pure. I felt so lucky to be with him.
Then I remembered Mark, and how he'd taken Cam from me before. If not for him, Cam and I could have been together this whole time.
I felt a knot in my stomach. A deep, twisting fear, like Cam might be taken from me again. The rational part of my mind knew there was nothing to fear, but I couldn't fight off the sensation. I needed to remind myself that Cam was here to stay. I needed him with me, close to me, as close as two human beings could possibly be. I wouldn't feel safe until I had him inside of me.
Without a word, I took his hand and led him to the bedroom. He followed without protest. He still wore a look of concern, but it started to fade when I unbuttoned his shirt and started kissing his chest. He let out a soft groan of pleasure, which grew louder as I slipped one hand down and slid it over his crotch.
“Ami,” he whispered, putting his hands on my shoulders.
“Shh.” I touched a finger to his lips. I didn't want words right then. I wanted action.
I rubbed Cam's cock through his pants for a few minutes, while he pulled me close and kissed me deeply. His kiss was enough to push my brother from my thoughts. I reached behind myself and unzipped my dress, letting it drop to the floor. Cam's eyes lit up when he saw my body. He reached for my breasts, cupping them both in his big, strong hands.
I unclasped my bra and let Cam toss it aside. He pushed me back onto the bed, leaning down and taking my nipple between his lips. He pressed his body down on top of mine, and I could feel his hardness pressing against me through the fabric of his pants.
I thrust my hips up against him, needing him to be closer to me. I reached down to undo his pants, pushing them off his hips and down around his ankles. He didn't even take the time to pull his pants all the way off. He yanked my panties free, tossing them aside, then spread my legs and leaned in, pressing his hard cock against my pussy.
I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer. I needed him inside of me. He teased me with the head of his cock, rubbing it between my pussy lips. When I could take it no more, I reached down, guiding him to where I needed him to be. When he slid inside of me, I gasped in pleasure, closing my eyes and submitting to it, letting him take me, claim me.
It was hard and rough, with Cam standing above me, holding my legs as he thrust against me, filling me. He braced my legs against his shoulders, pinning me down and getting it in as deep as it would go. I clutched at the sheets, biting my lip, unable to do anything but lay there and get fucked. There were times when I wanted Cam to be gentle and loving with me, but not this time. Tonight, I needed to be taken hard and forced to take it all.
I could feel Cam's climax building up as he grew harder inside of me. I knew what was coming, and I needed it. I needed it all. I reached up and grabbed his shoulders, pulling him down on top of me and getting my legs wrapped around his waist. I needed to keep him inside of me until he filled me completely. I wouldn't feel safe until every last drop of him was deep inside my womb.
When he came, I held him on top of me, refusing to let him go. I gently kissed his face, his neck, his chest. I didn't let him go until he was no longer hard and his cock slipped out of me. Then I curled up against him, my head on his shoulder, and held him close.
He put an arm around me, stroking my hair. We laid there in silence for a while. Eventually, he asked, “What was that all about?”
I sighed. He could clearly tell that this had been more than just sex.
“It's nothing,” I said. “Just, my brother.”
“Umm...”
“Not like that!” I smacked him in the chest, letting out a wry laugh. “He called me today. We...sort of had a fight.”