Page 22 of Forbidden Heat

And my patience snaps like a dry crust of bread in a bird’s beak.

“Cam!” I yank at my restraints, my body writhing under his ministrations. “I can’t take any more of this!”

He stops, sliding his nose along mine. It’s such an affectionate gesture that my heart wrenches itself into a new shape. “You can take quite a bit more than this, Haley.”

“No, I can’t!”

“Yes. You can.”

“How do you know?” I demand.

“Because this is all new to you. You wouldn’t expect to finish a marathon the first time you put on a pair of running shoes, would you?”

I glare at him. “Stop making sense.”

Cameron smiles. “I could spend days with your body. The curve of your neck …” He grazes it with his lips. “Your beautiful breasts.” His mouth claims my nipples one at a time, sucking until I’m frantic.

“Your skin, so soft everywhere. But especially here.” His head is between my legs now. He sets his teeth in the tender flesh of my inner thigh, the sensation making my nerve endings vibrate at a new frequency, sharp and insistent. Pleasure and pain are no longer two things, but one, tangled with my system like the endless threads in a handwoven rug.

“Your gorgeous cunt, so wet for me.” He brought me to the brink on his first exploration, but didn’t let me come. Now he feasts on me, until my hips lift toward his mouth in an insistent rhythm, even as my legs won’t stop trying to wrap themselves around him.

“Cam,” I plead, past the point of caring how strong I’m supposed to be. I only know I need him, and what he can bring me. “Please.”

He touches his lips to my clit, gently. Too gently. I jerk toward him, my body instinctively trying to maintain contact. “Cam!”

Another soft kiss, and another. My clit swells in response, desperate for more. A fingertip circles my opening, then presses inside. “So tight,” he says.

His finger strokes in and out of me, slowly, steadily. At this rate it’ll be next week before I have his cock in me. “Cameron,” I moan.

“My sweet Haley.” He adds another finger, still keeping his pace deliberate, tormenting me with sensation that’s never quite enough. Then another, and I bite my lip as he stretches me, but the discomfort quickly blends into the storm of pleasure building in my body.

Finally, his mouth closes over my clit, sucking almost delicately, his fingers still working me, and I gasp and arch against him. He sucks harder, his hand moving faster, ramping up the sensation, until the friction of his fingers inside my pussy drives me to the edge of madness.

When he grazes me with his teeth, I shoot into orbit, crying out as my body shudders through one climax after another. At last I go limp, my skin slick with sweat, eyes closed as I fight for equilibrium.

At first it doesn’t register on me that he’s unfastening the cuffs. My brain finally processes the lack of pressure, and I move my limbs just as he gathers me up. He’s kneeling on the bed, and now he turns me over and drapes me across his thighs.

When his hand cracks against my ass, it sends my system into overdrive. “Oh fuck!” He’s never done this, two spankings close together, and I’m still so sensitive from the last one.

It only takes seconds for me to reach the point of tears this time, but my pussy and still-swollen clit are doing astonishing things with the pain. I cry, and then I kick, and then I come, over and over again, screaming his name, the pleasure white-hot in its intensity.

Then I’m in his arms, still crying, and he’s holding me close. “Haley. My Haley. You have no idea how incredible you are.”

“Why?” I manage to say.

“The way you respond. As if you were made for me.”

I huddle against him. “Doesn’t everyone do this? Isn’t it always like this?” Everyone everywhere, I mean, who does this kind of thing.

“No, sweetheart. No. This is … special. Remarkable.” His arms tighten around me for a moment before he kisses me tenderly on the forehead. “Do you need to rest?”

I lift my head to meet his eyes. “I want you inside me.”

“I’ll get you a glass of water,” is all he says. But I’ll remember the look on his face, the way his eyes burn into mine, as long as I live

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