Page 119 of Camera Shy

“Look at me, Avery,” I growl. She whimpers again as she locks her eyes on mine. “I didn’t spend this summer preparing you for any man except me.” I’m trying to play a part, but my words are true. “You’re mine. This pussy is molded to me. It’s mine now too. No man is ever going to satisfy you like I do.” I lean over her and kiss her roughly. Her lips are swollen and her face is flushed. “Next time you have a dirty dream about me, roll over and wake me up. And I’ll show you how much better I can do it in real life. You hear me?”

She’s near her orgasm. Avery has an obvious tell; her eyes start to roll back in her head.

“Eyes open and on me, or I stop.”

She tries to beg me not to stop. Her words are garbled. She’s able to breathe, but it’s strained, and I’ve had enough. Watching her fleshy tits jiggle around is enough to end me. My cock is so hard it damn near feels close to exploding. She’s clenching around me, making holding back my release intolerable. I bury into her like a maniac. I let go of her throat and she gasps in relief, but she only has a minute. I rotate her hips so our legs are scissored and she’s feeling every single inch of me.

For fuck’s sake. I’m so deep. My entire length is on fire, burrowed inside.

“Finn,” she cries as she clenches her fists. “Don’t stop. It’s so good. I can take it.”

Goddamn. Fucking. Queen.

“Good girl. I knew you could take it. Now you have to race me and win. Come for me.” My non-dominant hand finds her throat this time as I lick my other thumb and swivel small circles around her clit. It takes her barely a minute to shatter around my cock, the pulsing and tightening sending me right over the edge with her. I weave both of my hands through her hair, our lips interlock, and I swallow her sweet cries as I spill every ounce into her.

It takes her what seems like forever to stop trembling underneath me. I pin her down protectively, holding her, warming her until her breathing calms. Her chest rising and falling underneath me must cause me to doze off because I lose a moment of time and wake up to Avery pushing on my chest.

“Finn, get off me. Please.”

“Sorry,” I mumble, peeling our sticky bodies apart. Rolling to the side, I ask, “Squishing you?”

“No, I’m just dripping on you. It’s gross.”

“Gross?” Reaching down, I pat between her thighs, causing her to clamp her legs shut. She’s correct. She is dripping. “Why is that gross? It’s mine.”

“It’s just a lot,” she mutters and I smirk at her in response. “Proud of that, are you?” She giggles.

“I like to think I have a healthy, potent seed.”

“Ha! And here I thought men only bragged about size.” It’s just the sound of our hearts pounding for a moment and then her voice goes small. “Do you want kids?”

“Oh yeah. Definitely.”

“How many?”

I reach down to find her hand and weave my fingers between hers before closing my fist and bringing her hand to my lips. “As many as my wife will give me. Preferably three boys and then a baby girl that I will spoil so hard, she’ll be the brattiest little diva in the world.”

“That’s a lot of babies, Finn. You probably need to get started soon.”

“Hm, how much do you trust your birth control? Maybe I just did,” I tease.

“Okay, funny man.” She takes her hand back. “I need to get cleaned up.”

I point to the door to my right. “There’s a full bathroom in there. Clean shower, fresh towels, everything you need. When you’re done, come upstairs to the kitchen, okay? I’ll make us a snack.”

She sits up and looks over her shoulder, her long hair spilling over her back and her minty green eyes in a soft haze. Damn, that’s the perfect shot. I wish I had my camera in hand. “I know we said we would talk about things at the end of the summer…but in the meantime…”

“Yeah?”

“What is this then? I mean, should I stay over tonight?”

I clear my throat, trying to hide my agitation. The games are over. I showed my hand. She doesn’t get to hold me at arm’s length or run out on me anymore. “It’s not like we haven’t slept next to each other before.”

“That was a hotel,” she insists. “It’s a little different. This is your home. Your space. Am I supposed to sleep over?”

I sit up and plant a few kisses across her naked back before hoisting myself out of bed. “Yes, from now on, you sleep over.” I pull on my briefs and raise my brows at her warningly. “We’re going to have big problems if you don’t.”

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