Page 112 of Already At Risk
His name flew from my lips, and Cameron dropped his head in a despaired moan, like the pleasure was almost more than he could handle. When he lifted his gaze again, it dragged over me, and then his face twisted withirritation?
I understood a second later when he started yanking at my dress, tugging it up and over my head, discarding it on the floor.
Thankgoodnesswe were taking our clothes off.
Cameron leaned forward to reach around my back, sliding his hands along the band of my bra to unclasp it, and I fumbled withthe buttons on his shirt, needing it off, all while grinding my hips upward, unable to stop chasing the sensation of his cock as it hit deep inside me, stretching me to my very limit.
Pushing Cameron to that limit, too. Orsomekind of limit. The look on his face wasferalas he stared down at me.
“Can’t get enough of my cock, Natalie?” His husky laugh was heavy with want and tangled in amusement. “Jesus Christ, you were fucking made for me, weren’t you?”
I didn’t have anything to say to that, knowing fully that he was telling the truth. It did feel that way, like we fit together perfectly, in a way that seemed to be too divine to be a coincidence. It was never this good, this quickly.Never.
Cameron helped me discard his shirt while I lifted off the bed to assist him in ridding me of my bra, both our movements frantic. At some point before getting on the bed, he must have dropped his pants to the ground, because after throwing his shirt to the floor, I dragged my fingers down his back, and my hands reached his bare ass. It clenched beneath my touch as he delivered another thrust of his hips.
I choked on air, throwing my head back and my arms above it, luxuriating in the feel of being fucked so deliciously, with Cameron’s lips trailing down my neck, nipping at my collarbone, his hands kneading my breasts, fingers plucking at my nipples, all while he moved inside me, repeatedly, perfectly, undeniably good. No,great.
“That’s it,” he encouraged, lifting his head to flash me a cocked smile. “Just lie back like that and let me fuck you good, baby. It’s exactly what you deserve.”
“Mmm,” I hummed, arching my back as he hit me just right.
Cameron’s lips curved as he watched, his eyes tracking over me.
Feeling safe under his gaze, I closed my eyes, memorizing the feel of him, moving in and out. Stretching, pulling, obliterating everything I’d known.
“Look at me, Mama.” Cameron’s voice was both tender andinsistent, and I flicked my gaze back to him, unablenotto comply. Satisfaction leaked into his even gentler response of “Good girl.”
His thrusts picked up, and a whimper crawled from my throat.
“I see you, Natalie,” he assured, still speaking in that steely soft tone, and I sucked in, realizing what he was doing, what he was saying. Healing parts of me that Korey had destroyed. “I’m right here with you, and I don’t want to be anywhere else. Not when you are the best fucking thing I’ve ever felt.”
My heart, which I’d been keeping as far away from this as possible, tripped over itself, pounding in a beat that wasn’t at all steady. Tears pricked the back of my eyelids, and I held my breath, trying to keep it together as I looked for words to respond. My mouth opened. Closed. I should acknowledge him,this, but the vulnerability was almost too much, and I shied away from it at the last second.
“Even with the condom on?” I teased through panting breaths. Cameron shook his head like he knew what I was doing, but I didn’t let him cut in before I added, “Korey used to hate?—”
“Natalie,” Cameron interrupted, grit in his voice as he reached down to give my clit a little slap while simultaneously smacking his hips against mine so hard I saw stars. “What the fuck did I say about that man’s name coming out of your mouth while I’m inside you?”
I made a mewling sound, because that was all I was capable of in a moment when pleasure was spreading through every inch of me.
“What did I say, baby?” Cameron repeated, his voice softer, more lethal as he delivered another punishing thrust.
“Not to—” The rest of my sentence got swallowed up by a moan as Cameron softened his touch, playing with my clit now.
“Not to what?”
“Say his name,” I gasped.
“When?”
“While you’re inside me.”
He raised a taunting brow. “Who’s inside you, Sunshine?”
“You. Are,” I panted.
“I sure fucking am,” Cameron grunted. “And it is thebestgoddamn thing I’ve ever felt,” he repeated. “Condom or no. Understood?”
I nodded, and Cameron leaned down, bracing himself on the mattress, arms on either side of my shoulders. His pace and movements morphed into something more sensual, lips grazing mine to assure me that beyond anything else, hecared. About me. Which made my stomach tighten with a lot more than just the overwhelming bliss and heat and tension.
