Page 11 of Cam's Treasure

Fuck. This was what I'd been waiting for. This was what I needed.

Micah was the most beautiful man I'd ever seen, even after all these years and roaming all over the world. But he was the sexiest like this, barely hanging on as he ordered me around.

Most of the time, Micah did whatever popped up in my mind, happy to go along with me. I tried my best to make sure he wanted to do the things I did before I dragged him into it, but he almost never said no.

Which was why it felt so fucking good when he took the lead, whenhetoldmewhat to do. I didn't listen to many people in this world, but I'd always listen to Micah.

I blinked up at him as he stepped forward, opening my mouth when he brushed the tip of his dick against my lips, coating them with his precum.

I wanted to lick my lips, but I wanted to lick him more. Sliding my tongue out, I went to lick at his tip when he pulled back with a tsk.

"Don't move," he murmured, and then he slid his cock into my mouth, pushing forward until he was buried to the hilt, my nose pressed against his groin. "I love you so fucking much."

Humming around his length and hoping he'd know I meant to say "I love you too," I hollowed out my cheeks, sucking desperately.

Micah cupped my face as he gazed down at me and slowly started moving his hips, sliding in and out like we had all the time in the world. "You have such an amazing mouth," he murmured, running his thumb over my lower lip. "Even when you're saying things that drive me crazy, or teasing me, or coming up with the newest ways to make people laugh... I always love that mouth of yours. I love your wide grins, and that silly smirk you get when you think you're getting away with something."

I swallowed around his length as my throat tightened. While Micah never hesitated in telling me how much he loved me, he didn't often compliment me like this. I knew he loved me and that he was attracted to me, but it was nice to hear him say it sometimes.

I love the look you get in your eyes when I get on your nerves, I said into the link since my mouth was otherwise occupied.And I love it when you take control, when you make me do things.

Micah smirked, then pushed his dick all the way back into my mouth before pausing. Because of my dragon side, I could hold my breath for a lot longer than a typical human, and Micah knew it too. I swallowed around him again and again, egging him on.

"I know you like it. You don't always have to push me to get your way, you know. You can just ask nicely."

I tried to grin around his length as he started moving again.

Now where's the fun in that?

Snorting, Micah shook his head, his hand sliding into my hair as he pulled me forward and started thrusting in earnest.

My cock was hard as a rock between my legs, and I reached for it as Micah held me up, matching his rhythm as I jerked myself off.

Micah's hips stuttered as his orgasm drew close, and his finger tightened painfully in my hair, sending sharp stings of pleasure down my spine.

When Micah went still, I quickened my hand around myself as his cock jerked in my mouth and he spilled down my throat, his thick cum warming me up more than the hot shower ever could.

He took a step back, sliding almost all the way out of my mouth, and I hummed as his salty cum coated my tongue. The taste of him was enough to send my own climax barreling through me, and I bowed forward, my hand gripping his thigh as I tried to hold myself up.

My cum spilled on his legs, painting his fair skin with streaks of white, and I panted as I shuddered through the aftershocks. My body felt like a live wire, and tremors rocked through me.

Micah removed my hand from his leg, then sank to his knees in front of me and pulled me into his arms.

I clung to him as the powerful climax ended, leaving me feeling sated and buzzy and utterly calm for a few short minutes.

"You are so good for me," Micah murmured into my hair, and I smiled as I smushed my face against his chest, breathing in his fresh soapy scent with a delicious hint of sex.

Once I had control of my limbs back, we finished our shower, and I sheepishly thought about the fact that we'd 'used' more water showering together than we would've showering separately.

Thankfully, Micah didn't call me out on it. Instead, he led me to the bed with his hand clasped around mine, then made me sit on the edge of the bed as he dried my hair.

Whenever we did something like this, Micah spent the next few hours taking care of me. He reminded me of his dad when hedid that, going all sweet and caring. Not that he wasn't always, but right now, he was in, like, turbo mode.

"After lunch, we should talk to DD about the house thing," Micah reminded as he ran his fingers through my hair, and I pushed into his touch.

Okay, maybe I was extra clingy for a while after too. Who wouldn't be?

I hummed in answer, resting my forehead against his chest when he stopped playing with my hair. Wrapping my arms around his waist so he wouldn't move, I breathed in deeply, letting his scent relax me for a few moments.

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