Page 78 of Already At Risk
“I’m here,” Cameron answered, sounding so gruff but so comforting, his voice a mix of sin and sweetness. “I’m finally here, baby. You’re going to come for me, okay? I’ve got you.”
I gasped as a buildup of something I’d never experienced before pressed against my insides, needing to get out. The hot pressure throbbed, unbelievable and insistent. And Cameron seemed to understand, unrelenting with the precision of his thrusts until somethingburst.
And oh, Icrashed. Iburned. I came with an unraveling sensation, powerless to the intensity of it, absolutely decimated with how pleasure erupted inside me.
Andoutsideme?
My release was physical in a way unknown to me, wetness flooding Cameron’s fingers. More than his fingers.Oh my God.His name left my lips a second time, a plea, a thank-you, I wasn’t sure what, exactly. But Cameron muttered reassurances as he held me down, demanding that I take the pleasure, all of it. He didn’t stop his torments until all my shivers had expired and my body had nothing left to give, until every bit of the orgasm was wrung out of me.
I slumped against the mattress when he was finally done,my hand flung to the side, my head cradled in blankets. Cameron slipped his fingers from my body, and I closed my eyes, soaking it in.
I didn’t open them again until I heard the clanging of his belt, unbuckling.
Cameron stood at the end of the bed, undoing his pants, letting them drop lower on his hips so he could rub his cock through the fabric of his briefs. I stared at the shape of him, exactly what I’d wanted to do on Monday in his office when he told me how hard he was. Because of me.
And now, here was the evidence.
“Still think we aren’t compatible?” he murmured, lifting a brow. “I was inside you for less than a minute before you squirted, Natalie.”
I choked on a laugh, shaking my head. My cheeks were flushed; I could feel them. Maybe it should be from embarrassment, but I didn’t have room for any of that inside of me right now, too drenched in other emotions—yearning, attraction, and an interesting sense of relief, thankful that this was real, that sexual experiences like thisdidexist.
“Is that what that was?” I asked. “Is that what I did?”
He nodded, eyes flaring as he understood the insinuation that I’d never done that before. Only for him, with him. “It wassofucking hot, too.”
“I—” I was at a loss for words, so I focused on answering his initial question instead. “I never really thought we weren’t compatible, Cameron.”
“Are you sure?” It was almost a threat. And soon, I figured out why. “I think you might need more convincing.”
His fingers—actually, his entire forearm—still glittered with the evidence of my arousal, my climax, almost like he’d purposefully not cleaned them off. And I knew why a second later. He pulled his briefs down, letting his cock free, running a hand over it, dragging his fingertips over his length until it glistened with my cum. He used it to pump his hand, stroking slowly.
And all I could do was…stare.
Cameron wassizable, to say the least.
“I think you need to see how hard you make me,” he said, continuing to stroke while giving me a half-smile. “I think you need to see how close I am to losing it, just from feeling and seeing you come, Natalie. I almost lost it just now. You have no fucking clue.”
I bit down on my lip, eyes fixed on the way his hand wandered up and down, up and down, but softly, without any true intention. Almost like he didn’twantto take himself over the edge. There was no vigor to it, and for some reason, it fascinated me.
He made a deep, guttural noise, and I looked up to see him staring at my mouth.
His movements quickened, still staring.
I licked my lips, and his throat bobbed.
“Cameron…” I breathed, wondering if I dared to ask. He was in control here, not me. And I liked that.A lot.But my mouth was also watering as I watched him.
Luckily, he read my mind.
“You want it,” he said, not really a question despite adding, “Don’t you? You want my cock in your mouth.”
I nodded. Ireallydid.
His lips twitched. “I know you’re a hungry girl, Natalie.”
For him? So incredibly hungry.
“Come here.” He crooked a finger. “Sit on the edge of the bed.”
