Marco palmed his cock through his jeans as Cam moved her legs. While all he wanted to do was pound her senseless, he was going to have a little fun with her first. He wanted to make sure she understood how precious she was to him, and how much he desired her.
Her legs were apart, but her fucking nightshirt was in the way. He needed to fix that. “Bend your knees and spread them further.”
She flushed, but she obeyed. As her knees inched wider, her glistening, pink folds came into view, and his mouth went dry. Even from a few feet away, he could see how wet she was for him.
Time to reward her.
He pulled his t-shirt off and tossed it aside. He extended his arm and brushed the back of his fingers against her inner thigh. When he removed his hand, Cam started to squirm, but she caught herself and clutched the pillow under her head.
She stared down at him with smoldering brown eyes. He brushed the inside of her other thigh and said, “You look nice and wet, Camilla. Shall I taste you?”
Her voice was husky. “Yes.”
He traced the outer lips of her core. “Yes, who?”
“Yes, Marco.”
She moved her legs even further apart in invitation, and his restraint snapped.
He moved between her legs and spread her open. He looked up into her eyes before he gave a slow lick up her core, but stopped just short of her clit. Cam moved her hips toward him, and Marco pulled away. He deliberately licked his lips before he said, “Patience. Keep still until I tell you to move.”
He could see she struggled to obey, but eventually she nodded.
He kissed the inside of one thigh, and then the other, before he tasted her again. With her scent invading his nose and her juices on his tongue, his cock hardened to the point of pain. To share his frustration, he nipped her clit gently between his teeth. Cam moaned and arched her back, drawing attention to the pointy buds of her nipples poking through her nightshirt. Suddenly, all he could think about was sucking them deeply.
He gave one last flourish of his tongue. Then his put his hands just under the hem of her bunched nightshirt and slowly lifted it, caressing her skin in the process. When he reached her breasts, he deliberately used the material to rub across her nipples.
Cam moaned. He smiled, because he was just getting started.
“Release your grip on the pillow and lift your head and neck.”
She obeyed, and he tossed the nightshirt aside. She put her arms back over her head and gripped her elbows. The fact she did so without a fight showed just how much she was starting to trust him.
He maintained eye contact as he pinched her hard, little nipples. “While I’ve told you how I admire your intelligence, I’m going to make sure you understand how beautiful you are to me.” She blushed and looked away. He pinched her nipples again. “Look in my eyes and see I’m telling the truth.”
She slowly turned her head and met his gaze. He leaned down and took her lips in a brief, rough kiss. “I don’t like it when your confidence falters. You’re beautiful to me. Learn to accept that.”
Cam had never thought of herself as beautiful, but as Marco said the words with desire burning in his eyes, she started to believe him.
Her core was already throbbing from the attentions of his tongue. Part of her wanted him to just fuck her already, but she was starting to like not knowing what he would do next. She couldn’t remember being this wet in her life.
Not sure how to respond to his statement, she merely nodded. But when he moved away from her and stood up, she nearly whimpered. Had she done the wrong thing?
Marco leaned over her and traced her jaw. “Don’t worry, beauty, I’m far from finished.”
Relief washed over her, and Cam tried not to think about the power he had over her.
He unbuttoned his jeans before slowly unzipping t
hem. Each inch revealed not underwear, but dark hair and his hard cock. When it finally sprung free and reached toward his belly, she licked her lips, wanting to taste the salty masculine essence that was Marco Alvarez.
He took something out of his pocket and kicked off his jeans. He moved back to the bed, and kneeled between her legs. He placed an unused condom next to her head and said, “For later. For now, I want to cover my cock with your juices and feel how wet you are for me.”
Holy hell, his dirty talk just made her hotter.
He took his cock in hand and held it an inch from her core. She watched and waited, her clit starting to throb in anticipation. She wanted to shout for him to get on with it, but she didn’t want to risk him stopping.
Finally, he said, “Close your eyes.”