Cam watched as his Ponytail started to lose control. Setting back on his haunches with his hungry cock bobbing to and fro, he lifted her ass with both hands bringing her bottom onto his thighs. “Spread your legs.” He sounded ragged and desperate.
With her wet, swollen and completely open to his gaze, Cam ran his fingers seductively along her folds with one hand and grabbed his engorged dick with the other. He was so highly aroused that he almost embarrassed himself from the contact with his own hand, but held it together long enough to roll on a condom and move into position against the entrance to her sex.
“Can I fuck you now, baby? Will you let me in so I can bury my cock inside you?” His voice sounded rough, a lot like he felt. “Are you ready Lacey? I don’t want to hurt you, but I can’t hold back anymore. I need to be inside you. Now.”
“Oh God, Cameron. Please, please!” she cried as her hips rolled and jerked. With the head of his dick at just the entrance to her body, he got lost in the sensation of it dipping in and out of her opening. With each slight pulse at the entrance he heard her breathing grow heavier and more erratic. He was trying not to hurt her but all he could think about was getting the full measure of him, deep inside her, as quickly as possible.
He began pressing forward slowly while his huge hands pressed her knees back toward the bed to give him better access. Finding the perfect angle, he let go of her legs and commanded that she wrap them around his waist. Doing exactly as she was told, a keening cry of need escaped her mouth. She grasped his buttocks with desperately shaking hands, trying to force him further inside. When he hesitated, she cried out in frustration, lunging quickly upwards, grinding against him as her movements sucked him deeper and deeper and deeper into her wet depths.
“Holy fuck!” Cam cried as her swollen passage stretched to accommodate his size while her body quivered and flooded with the superheated proof of her desire. He felt the barrier of her virginity a split second before he lost control and plunged deep, filling her completely with his throbbing sex. For him, the moment was nothing short of transcendent, when his hungry dick sank into her until he was buried completely in her heat. She was tight, wet and nothing he’d ever experienced before in any way resembled the perfection of her body accepting his.
Pulling back slightly he eased onto his forearms to give her some space, but remained deep inside his beautiful Ponytail’s incredible pulsing heat while streaks of regret and fear at having caused her any discomfort arced through him.
“Did I hurt you? Do you want to stop? Talk to me Lacey.” He was literally hanging by a thread. If she asked him to withdraw he would, but he wasn’t sure his sanity would remain intact if that was how this ended. “Baby, please” his husky voice pleaded in her ear.
The shock of that powerful thrust and the momentary pain she experienced when her innocence was surrendered to Cameron caused Lacey to hiss out a small, fractured whimper. For a brief second she almost cried, not from the pain, but from the overwhelming pleasure that was intensifying with each passing moment.
Did she want him to stop? Hell no! After the stinging pain all she could feel was a delicious sense of fullness and an erotic pulse of pleasure coming from the place where his groin rubbed against her core. In fact, she never wanted him to stop and hoped that there was more, much more to come.
“No Cameron, no,” she groaned. “Oh God, please don’t stop.” Throwing her arms around his neck she pressed soft kisses along his throat and chin while rubbing her sensitized breasts against the soft hair on his chest. She might not have any idea what the heck she was doing but Lacey knew enough to realize that when she rolled her hips just so, the pleasure sparking in her core intensified. Her knees, which had gone slack the moment he pressed home, gripped his waist with intent. When she shifted her hips it felt like his cock sank even deeper inside, bringing a low, primal groan from her throat. “Cameron. Cameron,” she cried as her body began rocking insistently against his.
Cam was stunned by her response. Her soft kisses along his neck made him shudder and when her hips began grinding against his, he brought his mouth onto hers in a wet, open mouthed kiss that he hoped could go on forever. She looked amazing underneath him with her swollen lips and the bite marks he’d left on her neck and breasts. With flushed cheeks and an erratic telltale pulse beating at her throat, Cam was sure she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. And he’d made her that way. A surge of male pride made his dick swell even bigger while the fat head, buried deep, twitched and throbbed.
Coming up briefly for air he laughed out loud and then growled like an animal in heat when her encouragement to do more, go deeper, and move faster lit up his brain. Pumping slow and deep at first, it didn’t take long before he was pulling all the way out of her and slamming home over and over as her inner muscles clutched and released. They moved together in an age-old rhythm that had them groaning in the throes of intense mutual pleasure that didn’t know where he ended and she began.
Lacey was shaking, whimpering, and grinding against him on every downward stroke. She loved the way he dominated her. Spreading his thighs wider he put his hands beneath her bottom, pulling her into him each time he stroked deep. It went on and on like that until she started to feel an agonizing tightening in her depths. She wanted more but didn’t know how to make that happen.
With her inner muscles clenching his hard cock, Cameron slowed the pace, kissing her deeply as his tongue inside her mouth mirrored the actions of his sex. She was coming undone. When he stopped moving completely and held still while buried balls deep, she was aware of his wildly beating heart through the throbbing of his dick enclosed in her womanly flesh.
“Not yet, sweet Ponytail,” he whispered. “I’ve not had enough of your sexy body.” When she moaned in protest he soothed her cooing, “Shhhh. Shhhh. Just breathe and relax. It will be better this way. When you come, I want to watch your beautiful eyes and hear you cry out. Promise me Lacey that you’ll let me see your pleasure when it happens. Don’t hide anything from me.” His words made her shudder from head to toe.
Lacey tried to relax but the way he swelled bigger inside her was making her arousal peak rather than back off. Her legs started moving of their own accord as if she was trying to climb his back and lodge him deeper inside her aching depths. When she looked through hooded eyes at his beautiful face she found him gazing down at her as if she was the most beautiful and most precious thing in his world. At that moment, for the first time in her adult life, Lacey felt love for another person. He may not have realized it yet but he’d let his guard down and she’d found a place inside him.
Without ever taking his eyes off her he began rotating his hips, grinding against her while buried deep. She moaned. He ground some more. She moaned and ground right back. When he began slowly thrusting again she was overcome by the sounds coming from their joined bodies. She was so wet that moisture was running down the crack of her ass and with each forward stroke, the sloshing sound as he slid home made both of them shudder.
His mouth was buried in her neck, suckling wildly, as he continued stroking sure and steady. In and out. In and out. “Hear that?” When she moaned he said, “You’re so wet. So fucking wet. Uhhh… fuck!” he groaned as his rhythm picked up. He urged her on, grunting each time her hips rose to meet his. “Yes. Oh God, more! More!” he chanted as their bodies gyrated against each other while her wet clutching heat intensified.
It was all too much and yet not enough, Lacey thought as she climbed higher and higher on a spiraling trajectory toward an end she couldn’t imagine. He kept watch on her as she whimpered and writhed under his huge, powerful body. “C’mon baby. You can do it. Yes, that’s it!” he cried when the last thread of her control unraveled. She was frantically rocking against him with each plunge, clenching her powerful inner muscles around his marauding cock.
Her eyes fluttered closed making him growl low and fierce. “No. Don’t look away. I want to see your eyes when you come. You are going to come for me
. Just let it happen.” On and on it went as he slammed into her again and again.
“Cameron, I can’t!” she cried. “Oh my God. What’s happening?” she moaned. She didn’t know what to do as the pleasure skyrocketed to a place beyond her comprehension. She felt his hand slide between their joined bodies and move with unerring accuracy to the tight bundle of nerves in her throbbing clitoris.
“Come on baby,” he rasped as his cock filled her completely while his fingers circled her pleasure nub. He groaned loudly when her muscles clenched and fisted around his sex. “That’s right. Fuck me baby.”
Moaning as a powerful release shook her, Lacey could only cling as he continued pounding into her. The climax which had begun as a dull throb had intensified, shattering her into rapturous shards of shimmering light.
With his powerful body pounding relentlessly, he lost his way when her body went rigid and he felt her pussy spasm in ever tightening waves. She cried out his name in a strangled moan as she went up and over in a climax that Cameron felt along every inch of his throbbing cock.
She was magnificent in her ecstasy. The sound of her husky voice crying his name was all he hoped it would be. The flood of superheated moisture drenching his cock when she came was just about the sexiest thing he’d ever felt. A hoarse, triumphant grunt split the air moments later when Cameron felt his climax explode in a lightning bolt of exquisite pleasure that shot from the balls of his feet to the top of his skull as his cock spurted and twitched inside her still churning body.
His thundering orgasm didn’t halt their lusty movements. He continued grinding against her as she moaned and shuddered around his cock. He didn’t want it to be over, didn’t want to leave the sanctuary he’d discovered in her lovely body. Keeping her clasped against him, Cam bit at her lower lip, sucking it into his mouth until she groaned and responded with a flick of her tongue.
Rolling onto his back, he brought her astride his spread thighs with his still firm cock buried deep. She gasped at the swift change in their positions while he nodded, satisfied when he caught the spark of re-ignited arousal in her eyes. Gripping her hips, he showed her how to move on top of him. Showed her how to go after her pleasure and take what she needed. Cam marveled at her glorious breasts as they swayed and shook with each thrust. He watched through heavy-lidded eyes as she rose up and he felt his hungry cock slide from her wet depths. When she slowly sank down, he shut his eyes, growling low and deep.
Lacey was having an out-of-body experience, she was sure of it. As if the shimmering climax he’d given her wasn’t enough, when he’d rolled onto his back and she’d experienced his impressive cock nudge even deeper into her wetness, she’d lost herself completely. Moving in sensual slow motion she swallowed his sex over and over. His eyes were closed but the strong grip of his fingers on her thrusting hips hadn’t lessened at all. Something snapped inside her while she watched him lose himself in the moment. It was mesmerizing.
Not able to control herself a second longer, she slammed against him, whimpering softly at the wet, slapping sounds coming from their bodies. She was climbing fast toward a completion that was squeezing every drop of sensation from her body. Riding him with a strength and finesse that thrilled her, she grabbed at the sheets beneath them while unleashing a blistering assault on his magnificent body with her clutching inner muscles and grinding hips.
His eyes fluttered open as she flew higher and higher. For a brief moment he remained motionless under her and then all hell broke loose. With a thundering grunt he began bucking wildly into her as her heated response drenched them both. She moaned his name as the world tilted slightly and she fell apart on top of him. That didn’t stop him at all as his thrusts intensified.
When he finally came, his hold kept her firmly against him so she felt the pulsing throbs as his cock exploded deep inside. She was undone, sobbing softly against his neck where she’d collapsed. Her body shaking, Lacey clung to him as the aftershocks from what they had done to each other slowly faded.
When the dream started, Cam lay immobile as the familiar scene unfolded in his mind. Nothing was ever different. It was always the same. Waves of fear followed by anger and then horror played out until at last he struggled awake. Only this time, just as the dream-induced terror took hold, he heard a soft, husky voice call his name.
At first, the sound of his name sounded urgent and desperate until eventually it became a sexy groan that filled up his senses and pushed the dreaded nightmare back into the dark realm of dreams. Relief followed and then awareness. There wasn’t any danger. Everyone was safe. Something was different though. He felt - peaceful. At the sound of that sexy groan calling his name, he’d known a moment of real happiness.
Shifting slightly, the warmth of a body snuggled against him infiltrated his senses. Instantly awake after that, he lay there enjoying the sensation of Lacey sleeping quietly in his arms. Gradually, he recalled in exquisite detail the heart-pounding fucking they had engaged in the previous night. He remembered trying to control her at first while he greedily devoured her innocence. She’d been incredible and surrendered willingly. It didn’t take much to recall the sweet taste of her nipples on his tongue or the way her pussy had wept with arousal when he’d touched her intimately. She’d surprised him though when he’d shown her how to ride him for her own pleasure. The lady was the most naturally sensual creature he’d ever encountered.
Eventually, Cam’s thoughts drifted to the way her voice had vanquished his nightmare. What the hell was that all about? Surely he was putting too much emphasis on the importance of what had gone on between them. It was just sex after all. Great sex. Okay, maybe it was the best sex he’d ever had, but the last thing he needed or wanted was this warm all over, fuzzy feeling especially when he should be feeling guilty about sacrificing her virginity on the altar of his carnal needs. The moment when he’d felt the barrier of her innocence had been incredibly intense, surreal and to be honest, cool as shit. Knowing he’d been the first and only man to have her trembling with need as he buried his dick in her body had really affected him. He’d known going in that he shouldn’t mess with her. He wasn’t what she needed. Wasn’t whole enough to even dream about anything more with her, or anyone, but nothing could have stopped what happened.
Fuck. What had he done? And why had just the sound of her voice been what saved him from the agony of a nightmare that had followed him for years? Even while he continued to lay quietly with her warm body in his arms he knew when the day broke he’d have to set about putting some distance between them. Her life was just starting and his, well, his was not a place for sweet, freckle-faced ponytails. He was damaged goods with a darkness in his soul that had broken him a long time ago. Best he clean up this mess before it went any further and the soft, lovely woman in his arms got emotionally involved. No. That wouldn’t do at all.
For her sake he had to end this now even though he suspected that doing so might kill him. He’d do the right thing. Get her settled in Arizona, make sure she had the chance she deserved to get her life on track. He’d have to accept their one incredible night together was all they’d ever have. She deserved someone as special as she was. End of story. Besides, examining his feelings was not going to end well. Men like him didn’t deserve women like Lacey and that’s all there was to it.
Lacey awoke to the sound of a door slamming and instantly jolted upright in the bed. It took all of two seconds for the events of yesterday and last evening to come crashing into her mind. Good grief. She slept with Cameron Justice.
Actually, slept wasn’t exactly what they’d done. Had wild, hot, wet sex. Yes, that’s what they’d done. Glancing down at her naked breasts she saw tiny red marks and remembered the hungry way he’d devoured her flesh. A slight tingling between her legs and a definite soreness there made her think of his huge sex and how he’d hammered into her over and over. Remembering how later she had ridden his magnificent body until she screamed in climax caused a hot blush to shoot across her face. She’d
been totally wanton in her response to him. Yikes.
The rumpled linens and imprint of a head on the pillow next to hers let her know they’d shared the same bed through the night. But he was nowhere to be seen right now and the slamming door that awakened her must have been him. She may not be an old hand at mornings after, but she knew him well enough to know he was probably having regrets.
Wrapping the sheet around her, Lacey slid from the bed and made for the bathroom. If they were going to get into it, she wanted to be dressed. He’d been warning her off all along and she suspected last night had happened because he’d been chasing away demons.
She let him call all the shots at first. Control seemed to be something he needed and truth was, she rather liked the faintly submissive way she reacted. It had been exciting to be told she was going to come, and when. Even now, just remembering, her core twitched in agreement.
The bright lights of the bathroom told an interesting story as she peered in the mirror. Letting the bed sheet fall away she found a road map across her naked skin of their encounter. Tiny bite marks feathered across her breasts, collarbone and neck while faint pink shadows here and there from his stubble rubbing her skin told of a sexy ravishing that she wasn’t about to let him run away from. Not when she wanted to do it again. Right now.
Life has a funny way of smacking you upside the head at the oddest times. A zillion possibilities that hadn’t existed a week ago were now front and center. Her sexy, and very hot, dark knight had crossed some emotional Rubicon last night and given in to the erotic vibe pulsing between them. A shiver of awareness snaked up her spine. Every moment since they met had been moving them toward what happened. She was meant for him and there was no denying it although she was certain he would try.
Men! Shaking her head at the bemused reflection in the mirror, she set about getting herself together for the day ahead. This was her new life. She’d been visualizing a hopeful change like this for a long time. In just a few days she had grown up pretty quickly even managing to get involved in a spectacular way with a very complicated man. Butterflies were doing acrobatics in her belly but she wasn’t going to be a spectator in her own life. Nope. She would jump in with both feet, all barrels blazing, no matter how scared she was.
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