Page 131 of The Bachelor

“Camden …”

His name had just left me when I felt the first swipe. It was slow, calculated. He used his entire tongue, lapping me like I was a dripping dessert.

“Oh fuck.” I swallowed, tearing at his hair, especially as he went faster. “Ahhh!”

He focused on the top, using the tip of his tongue to flick across that sensitive spot while his hand moved to my entrance. There was more than enough wetness there, but he still dragged some more down, spreading me with his finger, getting me ready for his size.

Even though he was prepping me, he was still careful.

Sensual.

The dip of his finger made me moan, “Ohhh.” I glanced down, his locks the only thing I could see, aside from movement, his head lifting and lowering, diving in and out. “You feel incredible.”

This was the second time he’d done this to me, so it was a feeling I should have known by now. Yet every lick felt new, as did his fingering, making his way past his knuckle, halting when he was all the way in.

“So fucking tight,” he grunted and licked again. “I can’t wait to feel that tightness around my cock.”

I couldn’t reply.

Because I was in that place.

Where he licked me to the point of being completely lost.

The tingles from earlier had ignited into these fiery flames that were rising through my stomach and into my chest.

My limbs were turning numb.

My hands were clenching, drawing the blanket up into my palms.

I just needed to hold on.

To let this sensation move through me since there was nothing I could do to guide it or stop it.

Nothing I could do to slow things down.

I was gone …

And then I was instantly back because Camden’s tongue was no longer on me, his finger the only thing touching me now, lazily moving in and out of me.

Just as I looked down between my legs, I met his stare. “What—”

“I’m not letting you come.”

Air panted through my lips. “I was so close.”

“I know. I could feel it—that’s why I stopped. You see, if I let you come, your pussy is going to be sensitive. I don’t want that. I want you to be so turned on, like you are now, when I give you my dick.”

And I was just about to get it because he was kissing his way up my body and positioning himself over me.

The nerves were there.

I could feel them every time I breathed out.

But there was something.

A desire that was scorching through me.

A want.

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