Chapter 6
“I could look into your green eyes for the rest of my life,” he says and it’s sweet, something I wasn’t expecting at a moment like this. He lays me down, kicking of his sweats, and cages my head in with his arms, holding the majority of his weight.
He peppers my face with kisses and slows things down, turning the heat from scorching hot, to a passionate simmer. “It’s going to hurt at first, but I promise to make you feel good.”
“You’ve already made me feel good,” I say, wrapping my arms around his neck as he settles between my legs. One of his hands disappears and it’s to guide his cock to my entrance. I gasp, holding my breath when I feel the tip stretching me and the slight pressure from the piercing entering me.
If I never get to have Camden again, this night will be the best night of my life. I know no other man will compare to him.
“Are you ready?”
“I’m always ready for you,” I reply, my mouth dropping open on a painful, but at the same time, pleasurable scream. He removes his hand and bring it next to my head again, along with his lips.
He kisses me as he stretches me to the brink. Camden stops moving when he hits the barrier keeping us apart. He stops kissing me and looks me in the eyes, the bright blues are back, staring at me with love. “I’ll always take care of you, sweetheart.”
I close my eyes, smiling from the words.
“Open your eyes. I want to see your face as I take you.”
So sweet at one time, so primal the next. The moment I open my eyes, he punches his hips forward, ripping through my virginity and taking it as his own. Both of us groan. His tilts his head back, the tendons showing as he tenses. “You’re so tight.”
I bite my lip from how full and stretched I feel. It hurts, but feels good, yet stings, but I want more.
“Are you okay?” he asks, kissing the tip of my nose.
“Yeah, just give me a minute? You’re so big,” I wiggle my hips and his hand flies down to stop me.
“One, you can’t say shit like that when I’m inside you. You make me want to lose control.
Two, I’ll give you all the time you want because one move from you, this will be over way quicker than I want.” He sees my smile,
“Yeah I bet that makes you feel good about yourself, and it should, because if you were in my position, ten inches deep inside this tight virgin pussy, feeling your walls tighten, feeling your juices soak my flesh, knowing that you’re mine in every way, you’d understand just how I’m hanging by a very shredded thread.”
I scrape my nails down his back until I reach the curve of his bubbled ass and squeeze.
He takes my mouth again, kissing me long and hard until my body relaxes and he takes that as I sign to move. He tries smaller thrusts at first, working his way up until only the tip is left and he is ramming himself back inside.
Soon, nothing hurts and all I have is mindblowing pleasure taking over my body.
The bedframe slams against the wall when he quickens his pace, railing his fat cock between my legs as hard as he can.
I have no idea how much time passes where we keep the same pace, but I know I never want it to end. He lifts up, sweat dripping from the ends of his hair onto his pecs and he reaches for the headboard for leverage, curling his hips differently as he fucks me.
“Camden, Camden, Camden!” I shout his name when he hits a spot inside me I’ve never experienced before.
He leans down and sucks my earlobe into his mouth. “That’s right. Cry out for me. Let everyone know who is fucking you. Let everyone know who is claiming you, sweetheart.”
I scratch his skin again, this time breaking it when another orgasm tightens my core.
“Oh, I don’t think so. Not yet. You come when I come.” And he flips me over, bringing me to my knees and shoving my face in the pillow.
Grabbing a hold of my hips, he plummets his cock inside me, hitting the tip of my womb with every stroke. He brings his hands up and slaps my ass until I cry out, fisting the sheets in my hand and biting the pillow as I keep my orgasm back.
His sack hits my clit, giving me the extra push I need to fall over the edge, but I don’t. I listen to him. My insides cramp. I need to cum.
“Camden,” I cry out, lifting up until my back is against his front. I toss my arm around his neck, holding on for dear life as he holds my tits with my hands, never missing a beat as he gives me the one thing I’ve always wanted: him.
“Are you on birth control, sweetheart?” he licks the shell of my ear.
Everything is a blur, but I still manage to shake my head. And we aren’t wearing a condom. I don’t care. I want to feel him raw. It’s the only way it can be between us. No barriers. Ever.
“Good,” his hands flies to my belly, silently telling me that he has future plans for us. “Cum with me, sweetheart. Now. Now!” He grunts the same time I scream until my lungs give out.
The warmth of his cum coats my channel and my muscles still spasm from my never-ending orgasm. It goes on and on, sucking his seed deep inside me.
His forehead lands on my shoulder, and he kisses a soft trail to the base of my neck. “You’re the best thing I’ve ever experienced, sweetheart.”
“It never has to. I’m yours,” I turn my head, finding his lips to give him a languid kiss. We collapse on the bed, still connected, kissing each other until our mouths are numb and exhaustion takes root.
I didn’t know I could love Camden more than I did, but laying here with him, I never want anyone else. I’m his.