Page 100 of The Bachelor

I couldn’t stop what was happening.

I wasn’t even sure I could see my reflection any longer.

I was in this hot cloud of steam with this immense strength wrapped around me.

And I was instantly lost.

“I’ve got you,” he said in my neck. “I’m not going to let you go.” He kissed. He breathed. He might have even bitten. “Now, fucking come.”

I was already there.

But that demand sent me diving over the edge, grasping for him, for air, for anything that I could hold on to that would keep me in this place, this feeling, this moment that was unlike anything I’d ever felt.

“Ohhh!” I heaved. “Yes!”

Shudders pounded through my body, pulsing from the inside, causing my stomach to ripple in movement. Camden held me even tighter as I bucked against him. And like the waves that had rocked through me earlier, these came in heavy crests, each one slapping me, firing through me.

“Fucking beautiful,” he hissed.

I couldn’t breathe.

I couldn’t stop.

I couldn’t even slow.

This feeling was just crashing through me, and when I finally made my way past the peak, I felt the energy drain through my toes. The sensitivity crept its way in until the pleasure quieted to a whisper.

Camden knew and turned the vibrator off, and it was suddenly gone from my sight.

“Now, I need to taste you.” He held up my dress, showing my pussy while he traced the outside with his fingers. He was so soft, careful, just brief grazes of skin against skin. And when he had what he wanted, he lifted his hand to his mouth. “Fuck yes. I can’t wait to eat your pussy.”

I couldn’t wrap my head around that.

Things felt far too delicate down there after what he just did.

I needed a second.

I needed … him.

I pulled my body off his, where I’d still been giving him most of my weight, and I turned around to find his button.

Zipper.

Once they were undone and his pants were lowered, I slipped into the hole of his boxer briefs—a place I’d learned about in the alley—and I wrapped my fingers around his hard-on. While holding his stare and his cock, I let him know this was, “Mine.”

“You keep touching me like that, Oaklyn, and you’re going to make me come.”

I felt a hard bite on my lip, my teeth not wanting to let it go, but I did to reply, “That’s what I want.”

“Mmm.”

I fisted the bottom of his dick and pumped to the tip, rubbing my palm over the top before I lowered down his long, thick shaft. “I can’t wait to have this.”

“Baby …” His mouth was in my neck. “Tell me.”

“I’ve never wanted anything so badly in my life.” As my hand bobbed, his was between my legs. “I want to know what it feels like. How you’re going to make me come. How you’re going to stop yourself from splitting me in half.”

He growled, “That will be difficult, especially with how good you’re going to feel.” He kissed the back of my ear. “I have a feeling your pussy is going to mold right around me, milk the cum out of me.”

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