Page 120 of Cam Girl

It’s hard to breathe and I almost collapse as he pounds through his pleasure. Then his arms are around me and he turns us on our sides, still looking at me.

His lips touch my forehead and the tip of my nose, plastering fluttery kisses everywhere. “I’ve wanted to do that since you got here.”

“You have?” I ask sleepily.

He mutters an assent and bends to take my breast in his mouth, working my nipple.

“You have no idea. It’s been hell trying to keep my hands off of you.” He reaches between us to touch my sore pussy, dragging a finger through his cum dripping down the inside of my thigh. “And this? Fuck. I can’t remember the last time I’ve blown inside a woman. Yours is definitely the sweetest pussy I’ve had.”

I quirk a smile. “You're a good man, Aiden.”

His gaze shutters. “I’m not a good man. That wasn’t the kind of comment a good man makes.”

“Hey.” I reach for him before he has a chance to shut down. “Don’t do that. You’ll ruin the moment.” I cup his face. “Why don’t you like me telling you?”

“Because it’s a lie. You have no idea what I’ve done and how I hate myself for it.”

Yeah, I get it. And I’m definitely not in a position to tell someone to snap out of it when the hatred is buried so deep. “I understand hating a part of yourself.”

“It’s not just the leg I hate.” He taps against his bum knee.

“Your past?” My brows knit as I frown at him. “You grew. You healed. You made amends. When are you going to stop punishing yourself for it?”

He forces a grin. “Maybe I’m a stickler for punishment. I’d much rather hurt myself than I would anyone else. You don’t know this, but I’ve got whips and chains in the dresser. Next round, I’ll want you to beat me blue.”

“You’ve gone in the complete opposite direction from where you were, then.” I sigh as he massages my breasts. “Which isn’t exactly healthy.”

He kisses one eyelid and then the other until I giggle. “This is pretty deep conversation for the late hour. Especially when the only thing I can think about is having you again.”

“You can’t possibly be ready to go a second time.” I sweep my tongue to the roof of my mouth at the thought, my body going liquid again. “We just finished.”

“Give me a few minutes to recover and then yeah, I will. You have no idea how much stamina I have when it comes to you, Gilli.”

This is what I was missing.

Having sex with Soren was tense and passionate, which I also craved. But with Aiden, the sex is tempered with a lightheartedness. Weenjoyeach other.

And the kisses flutter inside me like silent wishes.

“I understand having stamina, too.” My throat tightens. “I’ve been working hard to get where I need to be,” I admit. “It feels like I was on the right track before everything got derailed.”

Aiden’s yawn ruffles my hair as his body curls around me. “We’ll get you back on track, baby. Trust me. Everything is going to be fine. We’ll make sure your hard work pays off.”

“Not gonna try to stop me from doing my shows?”

“Hell no. You want to play with that sweet bare pussy for money, you show it off. You deserve to be proud. It’s fantastic.”

But what if where IthoughtI wanted to be isn’t where I want to benow? What if the path forked somewhere along the line and the cozy future I’ve always pictured for myself isn’t where I want to head anymore?

I say none of those things to Aiden, though. Getting philosophical will ruin the moment.

He kisses my temple and I settle back into him. I’m almost asleep when Aiden starts massaging me. He grinds his knuckles into the knot in my hip before drawing my leg over him and notching at my entrance. He slips inside with a sigh, his cock hard.

I’m ready for him.

Ready to be fucked stupid in this position that lets him watch me through every thrust. We go one more time. I come twice more. I’m slipping down from my climax and the door to the bedroom opens.

My lungs clench. Is this the ax swinging across my throat?

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