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She lets out a gasp as I reward her by taking her clit in my mouth and sucking. I pick up the pace with which my fingers work in and out of her at the same time my tongue circles her clit over and over again. I lick and lap and I soak in every moment of making her feel good.
Her grip on my hair gets so tight that my scalp burns, but I love it. I know she’s got to be close and nothing will keep me from making my girl come all over my tongue.
“I’m going to come,” she calls out, her hips thrashing.
I don’t stop. My cock throbs in my shorts at the sounds of pleasure Camille lets out. She’s so fucking close and I’m ready to feel her come completely undone.
“I’m—” she screams, her words getting cut off as she lets out the loudest moan yet. Her pussy hugs my fingers tight as her orgasm takes over.
She comes, and it’s the most beautiful sight in the world. Her moans are loud, her movements are frenzied, and I love how she doesn’t hold back.
I don’t stop until her body relaxes and her grip on my hair loosens. Slowly, I pull my fingers from her and rise to my full height.
When my gaze finds her face, she’s already looking at me. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes are hooded as she recovers from the orgasm.
“Your pussy is mine,” I declare, my tone leaving no room for argument. At least, I hope it doesn’t. With Camille, anything can be an argument if she wants it to be.
But she just nods.
“Good girl,” I rasp, placing my hands on the ledge of the pool and pushing myself out of the water.
She watches me carefully, her chest rising and falling in quick succession as she regains her breath. I know I should give her time to recover, but I can’t. I need her. Now.
I hold out my hand for her to take. “C’mon, princess.”
She looks at me with a curious expression, but she does as she’s told. She grabs my hand and the moment she’s on her feet, I’m lifting her off the ground.
I fuse my mouth to hers, needing to kiss her. I should’ve asked if it was okay to kiss her after what I just did, but she doesn’t seem to mind. If anything, her mouth opens wider. My hands splay out along her ass, keeping her pressed against me as I walk toward the house.
If this wasn’t the first time I was having her in months, I might just take her right out here on one of the pool loungers. There will be another time for that. The things I want to do with her right now…I’ll need more space than one of those chairs has to offer. I need a bed.
We don’t stop kissing. Not as I get the back door open. Not as we make our way through the house. I’m sure we leave a trail of water all the way to the bedroom, but right now, I don’t care. All I care about is getting her to my room and finally sliding inside her.
Camille rocks her hips up and down as she kisses me. The movement has the seam of her ass moving against my cock, and driving me absolutely fucking wild.
We finally make it to my room. I kick the door closed behind me and carry her to the bed. I place her on the mattress, immediately taking a step back and removing both my wet shorts and briefs as quickly as I can.
“I need you,” Camille moans, her gaze focused on my cock.
My entire body feels tight. She stares at it so greedily, I can’t believe we’ve wasted all this time fighting when I could have had her staring at me like this the entire time.
“I need you too,” I respond. I’ve never meant something more.
I need her in a way I haven’t needed anything else in my life.
I wrap my fingers around my length and begin to pump up and down. It feels good to have some sort of relief, but it isn’t enough. It won’t be enough until I’m buried inside her.
“Then what are you waiting for?” There’s a bite to her voice that makes me laugh.
“Your greediness for my cock is so fucking sexy, princess.”
“Then give it to me,” she counters, spreading her legs open.
“I need to get a condom.”
Camille shakes her head. “No,” she begs. “I’m on the pill and I don’t want anything between us.”
I try to hide my sigh of relief because I want the same. I want to feel everything.
