Page 5 of Resolutions

“You caused it. You sleeping here in bed looking so damn beautiful made me hard. I can't help it if you do this to me.” I rub against her for added effect. My thumbs brush against her nipples, which are getting hard.

“Cameron, couldn't we sleep some first?” she asks with a playful lilt to her voice, and I know she's into it.

Taking both hands and placing them directly on her breasts so they cover both nipples, I increase my pressure while rubbing the inside of my palms across her hardening nipples. I can see them through the tank top she's wearing.

“Your breasts don't want to sleep. They want to play. Should I check other places?” She doesn't say anything, nor does she stop me when my hand grazes against her as I slide it into her boyfriend's shorts. My fingers keep sliding until I'm even with the lips hiding her opening. I take my middle finger and ever so gently wiggle it inside the lips, bringing my pointer finger with it. I put pressure on my fingertips and start rubbing back and forth as I slide them into position on her clit. As soon as I find the right spot, Melanie moans and opens her legs more while pushing against me.

“Clit wants to play too,” I say sultrily into her ear. Melanie's ears are sensitive, and she loves it when I talk softly into them. It's almost an instant turn-on for her.

“Ahh, you don't play fair,” Melanie moans as I keep the movement going on her clit.

“Want me to stop?”

“No,” she breathes out heavily.

I keep one hand massaging and playing with her nipple while my other hand picks up speed, rubbing her clit. Meanwhile, I'm breathing short breaths into her ear. Melanie tightens up and stretches her legs out, a sign she's close to her orgasm. I put more pressure on both her nipples and clit, bringing her over the edge. Her legs clamp shut, trapping my hand in place as she wiggles around, riding out her orgasm. When she's done, I pull my hand out and lick my fingers.

“I love how you taste.”

“Eww. You're gross,” she teases. “Shit, now I have to pee.” Melanie pulls away as she moves to get out of bed.

“Now?” I let her go.

“Yes now, you're the one who woke me up without letting me go first,” she says as she hustles into the bathroom. Soon I hear the toilet flush and then the shower starts.

“What are you doing? I thought we were going to have sex,” I called over the shower. Melanie appears in the doorway and leans against the door. She's naked.

“Any reason why we can't do it in the shower?” She smiles, turns, and walks back into the bathroom.

I'm out of bed and into the bathroom before she can get into the shower. Sliding my pajama pants off, my cock springs forward, equally thrilled to be released and for what's to come.

Melanie steps into the shower. She's facing the showerhead as she turns the knob to the rain setting. One thing I loved about this house was the shower. It's more than big enough for two people and has a showerhead that you can adjust the water flow.

I step against her back and wrap my arms around her front. She turns and faces me, bringing her hands up to push her hair out of her face.

“I'm marrying you tomorrow,” I kiss her.

“You bet your ass you are.” Melanie takes both my ass cheeks in her hands and squeezes them tight, then playfully slaps one.

“Is that how you want to do this?” I look down at her. She takes her bottom lip into her mouth while blinking those big doe eyes.

“Why Cameron, whatever do you mean?” She swats my ass again.

In one swift movement, I push her against the wall, taking both her hands and raising them above her head, pinning them against the wall with my hand. My right knee is between her legs, moving them apart. My other hand is between her legs, rubbing back and forth on the lips of her opening. Melanie moans. I lookdown at her and see her eyes are closed. When Melanie is in the mood for rough, she likes to be dominated, and I'm happy to comply. Leaning into her, I press my hard cock against her belly as I lick her neck, sucking on it as I do.

“Cameron, don't leave a mark. I'm wearing my hair up tomorrow.”

“Tough, if there's a mark, wear it down,” I instruct her. “I like it down better, anyway.”

“But it looks better up with my dress.”

Moving close to her ear, I growl into it. Melanie moans and I feel her hard nipples rub on my chest. She knows this means I don't want to discuss things right now. I want to fuck, and that's exactly what we're going to do.

“Down is good,” Melanie whispers between quick breaths. She knows what's coming.

“Down is good. Do not move your hands.” I command as I drop to my knees in front of her. Pushing her legs even farther apart, I bend my neck and drive my face between her legs, using my hand to open her lips, my tongue and nose driving into her.

“Damn!” Melanie calls out.

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