Page 32 of Best Part of Me

This time, she’s the first one to press her lips against mine. I revel in her boldness. How she’s not usually like this with anyone else, never mind me. She sweeps her tongue inside my mouth, prodding and needy until it finds mine.

Running a hand against the smooth skin at her side, she shivers at my touch.I can’t believe I’m touching her like this. My head can’t seem to wrap around this fact. I’m touching Cammie’s bare skin. And she feels so fucking good.

“You, like this, is the most beautiful I’ve ever seen you.”

She gives me an impish grin and at first I think she’s going to argue with me. But she surprises me when she stays quiet and she tethers her hands around my neck.

I trace a finger over the thin lacey fabric covering her breasts, tantalizing the nipple underneath and causing it to pebble at my touch. A tiny moan escapes her throat, and I smile against her mouth.

“You don’t have to hold back. Not with me,” I say, encouraging her.

“I’m not.” She gives me an adorable pout.

“Then moan louder,” I command, slipping my hand inside the bralette to taunt her even more with the skin-to-skin contact.

She gasps, and I chuckle. One way or another, I’m going to hear her scream my name. Even if that means the entire campground knows my name come morning.

I guide her down onto the mattress, and she digs her fingers into my back, trying to pull me down with her. She wants me.

“Nu-uh, not so fast. We have a lot of ground to cover tonight, Sunshine. Starting with you.”

“Me?” she pants, desperation in her voice.

But by the expectant way she looks at me, I’d say she already knows what I’m planning on doing next. “I’m not only going to taste, I’m going to devour you. And then I’m gonna leave you begging for more.”

I grip the waistband of her yoga pants and yank them down her legs, tugging them over her feet. Her panties are these white, barely-there fabric I imagine women typically wear with yoga pants. I’ve never really paid much attention to that sort of shit, but Cammie has always been stylish, so this doesn’t surprise me. As I trace my finger along the outline of the smooth panties, across her waist, and moving to the tendon at the inside of her thigh, she trembles at my touch.

I lower my mouth to her stomach, and she peeks at me over the mounds of her breasts, blue eyes wild and eager. Grinning, I press a single kiss to her belly button before I plant a trail leading to the waistband of her panties. The need to find her wet for me makes me nearly delirious. Tugging them down with my teeth, I revel in the beauty before me.

“You’re gorgeous, Sunshine. That pussy is the most beautiful one I’ve ever seen.”

“I guess I should take that as a compliment, since you’ve probably seen about a million,” she squeaks out, almost as if she’s afraid to bring up all the women I’ve fucked before her.

Easing her worries, I say, “That was intended as a compliment. Because I know yours is tight and perfect because it’s never had my big cock in it.”

Her eyes go wide and her lips purse. I chuckle. I’ve stunned her into silence which is maybe a first.

I set my palm on the inside of her thigh and spread her legs open further, and finally, dive in for a taste. But when my lips have barely grazed her sweet pussy, she releases another quiet moan.

I jerk my head up and hover just above her. “What did I say?”

She shakes her head, her cheeks staining pink. “Believe me, I’m doing you a favor by staying quiet.”

A pain jolts near my heart. “Why would you say that?”

“No one wants to hear me talk when we’re being intimate.”

“I do. Especially if I’m pleasuring you. I want to hear you moan. I want to hear you scream. I want to hear you say my fucking name.”

She rolls her eyes playfully and presses her lips into a thin line.

“Guess I’m gonna have to convince you.” I smirk at her, and she tugs her pouty lip in between her teeth.

I’ve lost my patience with her. With the anticipation. This banter has been going on for years. Enough is enough.

I tear off her panties the rest of the way and spread her thighs apart. But I take an extra moment to admire her beautifully unashamed body while she’s fully naked and open to me. My gaze travels up the length of her, and when I reach her face, she’s biting her lower lip. It’s so sexy I can hardly restrain myself from ripping my pants off and fucking her right now. But something tells me she hasn’t been rightfully pleasured in quite some time. Maybe even never. And that just seems unfair.

I’ve been fantasizing about tasting Cammie for as long as I can remember.

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