Page 56 of Beautifully Devoted

“Move,” I repeat. And mercifully, he does.

Slowly at first, like he’s testing our limits. He pulls out to the tip before pressing in again, a mangled groan rumbling up his throat. I’d question whether he was physically in pain if it weren’t for the fact that groan is quickly followed by a whimper.

He does it again, and I hold my breath, feeling every last inch of him brushing along my channel.

Now my ass and my cock feel like they’re gonna burst, and being stimulated in both places at once has me nearly delirious with desire.

Shoving my face in a pillow to muffle my cries, I push back against Cam to let him know I’m good. He takes the hint and starts thrusting rhythmically, and the slick slide of his dick inside me brings me right back to the brink of nirvana.

Despite willing my muscles to stay loose so I can get the full effect of having his cock inside me, my ass clenches around him like it wants him to stay put. That seems to drive him wild, given his accelerated pace, and he slam his crown against my prostate with each thrust.

My swollen dick rubs against the mattress as he pounds into me, and my hand drifts toward it to offer the attention it so desperately needs. But before I can make contact Cam’s grabs me by the wrist and holds my arm to the bed.

“Thought you wanted to come untouched,” he growls in my ear, and that deep rumbly tone is so laced with sex it makes the tip of my cock fucking weep.

“It… hurts… Cam,” I babble, unable to tell him that yes, I did want that, but my aching cock can’t hold off any longer.

“Need me to hold your dick, Kitcat?”

“Ungh,” I try to agree. Fortunately, Cam doesn’t need me to use my words to know what I want. He wraps his fist around my dick and starts pumping in concert with his thrusting hips, and I swear it only takes him three strokes before I erupt. Only this eruption isn’t limited to my cock. My ass is pulsing too, squeezing the life out of Cam’s dick if his breathless moans are any indication, and as my own tremors start to fade, I realize I can feel his. Deep inside me.

The pleasure is an onslaught that robs me of the ability to see, to hear, even to breathe. All I can do is lie here while my body quivers from the shockwaves coursing through it, much like Cam’s is doing behind me, and the fact he’s holding me steady to his chest while we fall apart damn near has my eyes leaking.

I was expecting intense, but on the verge of tears is a whole other level of mind fuckery.

That’s the most potent orgasm I ever experienced, and yes that’s the physical result I was hoping for. Although, I could say the same for every orgasm I’ve had with Cam, but while this release was physically more powerful than any other, it’s also more emotionally powerful.

I mean, another person is inside my body. And if I want to get really deep, it isn’t just any other person joined to me, it’s my best friend. My best friend who is clutching me to him like I’m his most prized possession. Like I might break if he lets me go.

And in this moment, I don’t want him to let me go.

I want to stay here where I feel safe, and understood, and whole.

What in the ever-loving fuck is happening?

The part of me that’s always had a complicated relationship with sex wants to say Cam has a magic dick. But the part of me that can acknowledge something way beyond incredible sex just happened here knows it isn’t that simple.

I don’t know what that means yet, so I’ll just stay here and pretend to be exhausted until one of us gets a cramp or has to pee or something.

Unfortunately, neither of those instances break the silence. It’s Cam, who sounds way more tentative than he should given the way he just owned me.

“Are you…uh. Did I hurt you?” He brings his hand to my hip and rests it there, spooning me as his withering cock slips out of my hole.

“Don’t think so, but I’ll know for sure when I try to sit down later.” I try to lighten the mood.

“Be serious for a minute, Kitcat. I don’t think I’ve ever fucked anyone that hard and it was your first time. Was it too much?”

“It was everything I wanted it to be,” I tell him honestly, squirming slightly when I feel his release seep out and dribble down my butt cheek.

“We didn’t use protection,” he says softly.

I roll to my back so he can see my wicked smirk and, hopefully, find it normal. “Seeing as how we’ve already come in each other’s mouths, I’d say that ship sailed well before you put your dick in me. Besides, I trust you.”

The corner of his mouth tries to mirror mine, but he’s still too in his head. “You’re really good?”

“I’m so good the only thing bothering me is I’m too spent to return the favor.” I gesture to my limp cock. “But as soon as I’m ready, you better watch out. I want a turn at your ass. If you want to give it to me.”

He flops onto his back next to me. “Yeah, Kitcat. I’ll give it to you.”

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