Page 98 of Unstoppable Love

He grinned, a look so wicked I feared that was what he’d continue to do just to drive me absolutely wild for him, but the teasing was unnecessary.

And I was already wild for him.

“What do you want, then?” His finger pressed inside of me, and a moan that would be embarrassing to make in front of anyone but Cam slipped from my lips. “You want me here?”

“Yes. Please.” It was so, so good. It wasn’t nearly enough and almost too much. The way he watched every emotion flicker across my face and leaned forward, wrapping his lips around my nipples. “I could live right here, my dick buried in your cunt and my face between these tits.”

“Please.” Goodness. I was beyond begging, and he’d swiped my vocabulary for anything but that one word. I pressed my hand to his hair, scraped my short nails against his scalp as he took one nipple into his mouth and sucked and twirled his tongue around my hardened bud. He added a second finger inside of me, and my back bowed off the couch.

“Please. More.”

“You want my mouth there? My fingers? Or my dick?”

I’d take anything he wanted to give me there, as long as he did it now.

“Need to get you ready for me,” he said, stretching his fingers inside of me and moving his mouth to my other breast. “Come on, Sunshine. You want to come now?”

“No. Your dick.”

“It could hurt.”

I relished the idea of the pain that would come from being stretched by him.

“Cameron. Now.”

My hips were bucking against him, and his thumb pressed against my clit. I could have shattered with a release from that alone, but Cam glanced up, met my desperate, needy gaze, and saw all he needed to.

“Condoms.” He said it like a curse, but I shook my head. “Pill. Remember?”

We’d had that talk, and he’d told me he was clean, tested before the season. But there’d been no further discussion on it.

His fingers still inside of me, and with all the seriousness in the world, he asked, “You sure? You good taking me that way?”

“Yes. Please.”

He chuckled at my tone, bordering on whining and how unsexy was that? But it couldn’t be helped. Condom or not, I needed him.

“All right then.”

He stood, shoved down his briefs, and then picked me up, sitting me on his lap and straddling him.

His hand reached down between us and wrapped around his hard, thick length. “Sit down and take it like you need it.”

Shit. I’d forgotten how glorious his dick was. I rose to my knees and curled my hands around his shoulders. Cam put his other hand at my hip, and as I pressed the thick head against my opening, my head fell back and sparks ignited all over my body.

“God, that feels good.” I sighed as I took an inch and then another. Cam’s fingers went to my soaking clit as I worked him inside of me, encouraging me the entire way.

“That’s it, so fucking sexy, Ava. You should see the way you stretch around me. Fuck,” he groaned once I had all of him. My breath was coming in short, raspy pants, and his was no longer measured either. Both his hands went to my hips, and he stilled me. “Give me a second. Jesus, that feels damn good. You’re so warm. Wet. Fuck, you feel like heaven.”

He shoved his head into the back of the couch and groaned as I rocked against him.

I could give him a second, but that was all. My need was demanding I move, to rock. To find that perfect friction and spot deep inside that only he’d been able to find before.

“Cameron,” I rasped. “I need to move.”

I felt a slight sting on my backside, and then Cameron’s eyes opened, landing right on mine. “Ride me then. Show me how much you missed me, Sunshine.”

I leaned forward and kissed him. He took control of the kiss like he took control of my body, and his tongue dove inside my mouth. With one hand wrapped around the back of my head and the other on my hip, helping me slam down on him, I lifted and fell. Rocked.

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