Page 79 of Already At Risk
I did as he told without thinking more than a second on it, already flooded with arousal from the way he spoke in such a gruff, commanding way.
This was what I wanted. I wanted Cameron to command my body, to make me feel things without making me think about them.
“A good listener, just like I knew you’d be.” Cameron’s voice was merely a hush, but it settled on my shoulders, and trickled down my back, and made my eyelids flutter shut momentarily. And when I opened them again, I was greeted with the sight ofCameron’s cock inches from my face, his hand still covering it in slow strokes.
I licked my lips for a second time, and Cameron groaned.
His desire shot through me, amplifying mine.
He tapped my cheek with his spare hand. “Open.”
Just one word, but it felt so weighty.
I’d never really enjoyed giving head before, but I’d rarely ever had a sexual encounter where it didn’t feel like I was being used, where it felt reciprocal. But Cameron and I already had something that felt somewhat symbiotic. A push and pull, a give and take. My pleasure had turned him on, and I felt the same way now that the tables were turned. When a throaty growl emerged from him at the first touch of his erection on my tongue, I had to cross my legs from how strong the ache was.
“Already, baby?” he murmured, pulling back to trace the head of his cock around the shape of my lips, spreading his precum as he did. “I’m barely inside your pretty mouth, and your pussy is already jealous of it, huh?”
I didn’t really want to take the time to answer him, not when I had better things to do with my mouth. So I just blinked up at him, curving my lips and leaning forward, urging more of him onto my tongue.
“Oh my—” Cameron broke off with a choked grunt, his gaze fixed on me. “God, Natalie.”
He slid in further, and I wrapped my lips around him, enjoying the way he swore beneath his breath and tangled his fingers in my hair.
“Suck,” he instructed, and I suctioned around him, causing him to tip his head back with another low moan. And because I loved it so much, I sucked him deeper, beginning a steady pace, bobbing my head, swirling my tongue around his cock, noting the taste of my arousal on his smooth skin. Cameron’s gaze flew back to mine, watching with heated interest as I worked my mouth around him.
“I imagined being in your mouth like this,” he confessed.Rough. Hoarse. “I know I probably shouldn’t tell you that. I know you’ll probably think less of me, butfuck, Sunshine. I can’t help it. I tried, I really did. Until I couldn’t. Until you told me this was going to happen, and then I couldn’t stop imagining it. It’s so goddamngood.”
His words consumed me, both building me up and tearing me down, reducing me until I was nothing except a woman who wanted to give this man everything I could and make him fall apart. He deserved that for making me feel this way, like I was…good enough. Like I wasmorethan good enough. Like I was, for just this moment, everything he wanted or needed.
Gripping his cock in one hand, I started working him simultaneously, with both my mouth and a twist of my wrist. Cameron released a hushed curse and tightened his hold on my hair, encouraging me to take him deeper, work him faster.
I didn’t mind at all. I wanted to do and be what he needed. I wanted him to direct me, and he was more than happy to do it, making me suspect that as much as I wanted to be directed, he wantedto direct.
We weren’t evenjustcompatible; we were so much more than that.
“So good,” Cameron choked. “My girl’ssogood with her hands. And that mouth—fuck.”
I tried not to smile. It really was so good, though, feeling him like this, the grip of his fingers in my hair, the tangy taste of his precum, the way he was growing impossibly hard in my mouth.
“Natalie, I’m—” His words got lost when I brought him as far into my mouth as possible. I couldn’t quite get all of him—he was so much bigger than I anticipated—but I managed to fit most of him between my lips, choking slightly when he hit the back of my throat. And that was what did it for him.
“Fuck, I—” he tried again, but I didn’t need a warning.
I felt him thicken, and I was ready for him, and Iwantedit, wanted the flood of his cum in my mouth, which I got a second later as Cameron tipped his head back with a cry. He murmuredmy name, similar in the way that his name was the only thing on my tongue when I came minutes before. I carefully watched his expression, the way he pressed his lips together and clenched his jaw, the way his eyes skirted down to mine, hazy and happy and also dangerous, a glint there.
I slipped him out of my mouth, and the look continued.
I swallowed, and he watched my throat work, as though he could watch his release slide down it.
I licked my lips, and he brought his thumb to the corner of my mouth, wiping cum that I’d missed.
I opened my mouth, and he slipped his thumb inside it, letting me suck and lick it off.
I flicked my tongue over his finger, and Cameron made a noise that caused a rattling in my chest.
“You are…” he started and then shook his head.
But I understood.
