Page 62 of Camden

“Why don’t you get comfortable on the bed, and I’ll be right back.” He started backing toward the bathroom. The bulge in his shorts was unmistakable. I knew he was going to do more than take a quick shower, which bothered me. He worked so hard to keep us from moving too quickly. From putting too much pressure on me. Something I would change in the next five minutes, whether or not he was prepared.

“Okay. I have a question, though.”

“What’s that, sweets?”

“You think you could get that sweaty with me?” I eyed his chest up and down.

Cam groaned. His head rolled back, and he swallowed hard. “Sweets. You’re killing me here.”

I giggled. “Go shower.”

“I’ll be right back.” He turned on his heel and went into the bathroom, leaving the door cracked. I heard the shower running as I removed my shirt, bra, and panties, leaving me completely naked in his room. I was ready to take the next step and from the look of him just a few minutes ago, he was, too.

I opened the bathroom door fully; the steam hit me as I stepped onto the tile floor. The shower was at the opposite end of the bathroom. His back was to the glass door as water rained down around him. His head hung as one hand rested on the tile wall. I could see the other hand moving slowly in front of him, and the groan that escaped his lips confirmed my assumptions.

Slowly, I opened the shower door and stepped in. Taking a deep breath to gain courage, I walked up behind his wet body and slipped my hands around his trim waist. Cam froze as my shaky fingers trailed down his hard stomach to the small trail of hair that led from his navel to his hard cock. It was the first time he allowed me to touch him.

His breath shuddered as I wrapped a hand around his length. “Stephanie,” Cam moaned as I stroked him once. Twice. He was much bigger than I was used to. Hard but soft. A growl rumbled from his chest as I swiped my thumb across the head.

My forehead pressed between his shoulder blades as my nipples grazed his back. Without warning, he gripped my wrists, pulling me in front of him. He thrusted his hands in my hair, yanking my head back before slamming his mouth down on mine.

He pressed my body against the cold shower wall as he devoured me. His tongue thrust in and out of my mouth as he moved his body against mine. His erection pressed into my stomach. Cam released my hair, sliding his hands down, touching every inch of skin, driving me crazy. Finally, he gripped the back of my thighs, lifting me off the ground. My legs wrapped around him, ankles linking behind his back as he ground against me. He was wild. Tearing his mouth away from mine, he lit my body on fire as he continued nipping my neck until he reached my breast. My back arched off of the wall as he sucked a nipple into his mouth.

“Fuck, Cam. Don’t stop.” I cried as he moved to the next breast. My entire body tingled with pleasure. Tugging at his hair, I pulled his mouth back up to mine.

“Stephanie,” he hesitated. I shook my head, cutting him off.

“No. Don’t stop this, Cam. Please, I need you. I want you.” I saw the moment he let go. When he finally gave in. He nodded once before gripping my thighs and ass tighter. I squirmed against him as his skilled fingers brushed along my pussy.

Reaching over, he turned the water off, walked out of the shower, and back to his room.

I shivered from the cold and from the thought of what we were about to do. Gently, like I was the most precious person in the world, he laid me on his bed. I moved back as he followed, his body between my legs. My wet hair hit the pillow. Cam leaned down and kissed me, sucking on my bottom lip.

He hovered over me, desire flashing in his eyes as they explored my fully naked body. “Fuck, Stephanie. You’re perfect. Are you sure about this?”

I nodded and reached between us, wrapping my fist around his erection, pumping him a few times. “Please, Cam. I need you.”

He removed my hand from his dick and slid down my body until his shoulders were between my thighs. Grinned up at me, Cam tasted my center. My head fell back against the pillow. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I whimpered softly. I drove my fingers into his hair and pulled. He removed his mouth, replacing his tongue with his long, talented fingers.

My back arched off of the bed as he continued to fuck me with his hand before he hit the most delicious spot. My entire body stiffened, my release washing over me. After I came back down, I sunk into the mattress. Cam moved over me. His hips fit between mine perfectly. His hard cock notched at my opening.

His dark blue orbs filled with heat as he waited for me, waiting for permission. “Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked. I lifted my hips, and the head of his cock slipped inside. His eyes closed tightly as his head fell back, the most guttural groan left his lips. His biceps flexed, and his jaw clenched as he physically held himself back.

Held us both back.

“I need your words, sweetness,” he hissed through clenched teeth, barely holding back. I loved that I could bring him to his knees. That I was the one this amazing man had chosen to love.

I wanted him to lose control. To give in. “I need you. Please.”

“What do you need?”

“Make love to me. Please. I need you inside of me.”

He crushed his mouth to mine as he thrusted his hips, entering me in one hard, swift motion. He held himself against me as we both moaned in unison. He placed his lips in the crook of my neck. “Cam, please. I need you to move.” I said, attempting to lift my hips. Just having him inside of me had me on the verge of coming again.

He slipped both of his hands up my arms to my hands and pinned them to the bed above me. “Sweets. Stop moving, or this is going to be over before it begins.” He swiveled his hips.

“Well, it’s a good thing this isn’t a one-time deal.” I teased.

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