Page 28 of Beyond the Cage
“What are we looking at?”
Of course, I get no reply. I rest my head on his shoulder and he drapes his arm around me. Utterly sated, I close my eyes and drift off to sleep.
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This is some dream! It even feels real. Wait…I open my eyes and, sure enough, it’s no dream. Cameron is on top of me, his lips attached to my left nipple. He wasn’t kidding about this ‘all night’ thing.
“Mm…” I moan.
He moves to the side of my breast, licking and pulling on my flesh. That’s definitely leaving a mark.
“Right here.” I point to a spot above my nipple and he moves there eagerly. I point to another spot on the underside. “And here.”
I love hickeys, but having him give them to me? It just sends me over the moon. He gazes up at me and I run my fingers through his hair.
“Now you gotta make ’em match.”
He smiles and shifts his attention to my other breast. His hard dick is prodding my thigh so I reach down to touch him, giggling when I realize he’s already wearing a condom. I bring my legs up, placing my feet flat on the bed, and guide him to my entrance. He slowly eases forward.
Fuck! I take a sharp breath, sucking air through my teeth. He pauses, a frightened look on his face.
“I guess I’m a little sore.” He starts to pull out and I grab his shoulders. “No, don’t stop.”
He pulls out anyway and walks to the bathroom, returning with a bottle of lube.
“Aren’tyouprepared?”
Not even a smile. Kneeling between my legs, he removes the cap. I prop myself up on my elbows and keep my eyes on him as he pours some into his palm. He’s so serious…like he’s about to perform surgery. The moment he touches me, I throw my head back and moan. After spreading it around my lips and clit, he slips his finger inside me. I instinctively clench my muscles against the intrusion. Slowly, he moves his finger in and out, massaging the liquid into my walls.
“That feels good,” I tell him, but it doesn’t break his concentration.
Refilling on lube, he rubs it onto his condom-clad dick before looming over me, hands on either side of my head. I slip my hands under his arms and wrap them around his waist. Rocking his hips, he joins us inch by inch. He switches to a rotating motion, moving inside me. His eyes call to me. The grey irises seem greyer, black pupils blacker. They’re shining back at me like a cat’s…just glowing in the dark. That look he returns…it’s one I haven’t seen before, but it’s mesmerizing. I can’t look away.
My breathing is getting out of control. I slide my hands down and grab his ass. He increases the pace, his muscles tensing and relaxing beneath my fingers. Shifting his position, he rests on his forearms, burying his face in my neck. His hot breath on my skin and his chest rubbing against my nipples only heightens my arousal. When he starts sucking on my neck, I feel the walls begin to crumble.
“Oh, Cameron…”
He moans, pushing deeper and deeper. My muscles begin to contract around him and he stops moving. He growls low in his throat as I cry out, digging my nails into his skin. I shudder as a rippling sensation flows through my body. When my tremors die down, he starts to move again. I think he just wanted to feel me coming.Aww… He moves faster, grunting as he chases his own climax. Grabbing my thigh, he thrusts deep one final time and goes still, collapsing on top of me. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and hold him close. He’s heavy but, at this point, I don’t care. After God knows how long, he raises his head and kisses my forehead. He rolls over onto the bed and I watch as he removes the condom, ties a knot at the end, and tosses it into the trash. Turning onto my side, I check the time – 4 a.m. That means I can get another two hours of sleep. He curls himself around me, throwing his arm around my waist.I could really, really get used to this.
CHAPTER 8
Pain is the best instructor but no-one wants to go to his class. – Choi, Hong Hi
Stupid alarm!Before I even touch the phone, the incessant noise goes off.Huh?I open my eyes and find Cameron sitting in a chair by the bed, my phone in his hand.
“Good morning,” I greet him with a yawn and a languid stretch.
He smiles.
“Were you watching me sleep?”
Nod.
“Ugh…was I snoring?”
He blesses me with a gorgeous grin.
God knows this time it is way,waytoo early for him to be this sexy.
