Page 58 of Letting it Ride

It’s how our bodies felt so insync. How he knew what I needed without me asking. Maybe it’s because we’ve known one another so long, but part of me wonders if it’s something else between us. If that’s the reason sex with him was so far beyond anything I’d ever experienced.

Was it just because it was our first time after so much buildup and sexual tension between us? There’s only one way to really find out. And we’ve already established that Cam and I will be sharing a bed tonight.

Suddenly, I’m not so tired.

Cam unlocks the door to our room, my hand still held firmly in his. He holds the door and lets me go so I can walk through before he follows me in and locks the door behind us.

Then I’m the one who takes his hand, leading him to the center of the room, between the two beds.

I keep my gaze locked on Cam’s face as I sink to my knees in front of him. His eyes widen, and his pupils dilate with lust.

“Addie, you don’t have to—”

“I want to make you feel good,” I whisper. “Let me do this for you, Cam.”

He doesn’t protest as I unbutton his jeans and push them down, then drag his boxers down to jointhem. His cock is long and hard, with a drop of precum already glistening at the tip. I dart my tongue out to taste it.

Cam lets out a groan. “Fuck, Addie.”

I take that as encouragement to run my tongue along his entire length, from the tip down to the base and back up, before I take him into my mouth. He’s big, and by the time I fit most of him in my mouth, he’s hitting the back of my throat.

“So fucking good, Addie,” he says, his voice strained.

I moan and watch his eyes roll back from the vibrations.

“Get on the bed,” he grits out.

I shake my head. I want to do this to him, want to watch him lose his mind because of me.

Cam fists my ponytail and pulls me off his cock. “Get on the bed, Addie. If I come, it’s going to be inside you.”

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CAM

Addie lets out a little whine, but she sheds her clothes and climbs onto the bed. I’m so hard it borders on painful. She leans against the pillows, but I shake my head.

“You wanted to control this one. You’re going to ride me.” I settle myself against the pillows and guide her hips, moving her into place as she positions herself over me.

Addie sinks down onto my cock in one smooth movement. Her warmth grips me like a glove. We fit together so perfectly. As our eyes meet, something shifts inside me. Like I told Addie last night, she’s mine now. But it’s more than that. This is the start of something big.

I groan her name as she starts to move. “So good, Addie. You were fucking made for me, baby.”

She throws her head back, giving me a perfect view of her neck and collarbone. I want to sink my teeth into that angle between her shoulder and her neck. I want to kiss along her collarbone, to run my fingers through her hair. I could spend the rest of my life exploring Addison’s body and it still wouldn’t be enough time.

She’s slick with arousal, and even as tight as she is, we move effortlessly together. She rolls her hips, taking me deeper and making me see stars.

“Oh God, Cam,” she says on a gasp, her pussy tightening around me. “I’m close.”

I hold onto her hips while she moves. This is our last night in the Bahamas before we go back to reality, and I don’t know what things are going to look like for us once we’re there. But it feels like we’re just at the beginning of something big.

My sheets are moving.

I pull them tighter against me, but it just makes the wiggling worse. What the hell kind of dream is this?

A muffled voice comes from somewhere near me. “Cam! Let me go!”

“Need the sheets to sleep,” I mutter, trying to slide back into the peaceful slumber I was enjoying.

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