Cammie Healy (Mitchell/ Healy #8)

by Jennifer Foor

  “You and me both.”

  He gently kissed my cheek. “Hopefully I can help with that. Now, lets stop all this chatter and get back to what was happening earlier. I have a lot of work to do and I hate distractions.”

  He shoved me down on the bed, catching me off guard. I watched his face curl as he smiled. “You really have awesome tits.”

  “Thanks, I think.”

  He climbed overtop of me, holding his body up so we weren’t touching. Wes dove in to steal a kiss, then lowered himself to be even with my chest. The anticipation of him touching me was killing me. I watched his eyes focusing, then felt a hand brushing over the tip of my left nipple. I inhaled deeply, closing my eyes as it hardened. He did the same to the opposite side, pulling away once he knew he’d done the job.

  When I opened my eyes again I saw his lips narrowing in on one of them. He drug them over it, then sucked it hard into his mouth. Wes kept his lips surrounding my breast. While sucking it, he moved his tongue around like he did when we were kissing. He massaged the bottom and finally pulled away, examining the way it looked when he finished. He blew cool air over it, sending sensations of heat throughout my body.

  My heart was racing. My teeth chattering from my hair being wet. I felt cold but hot at the same time. Parts of me felt sweaty. I was trembling and losing my ability to keep my eyes open.

  He took my other breast into his mouth, tonguing it in the same manner. He pulled away and licked it over and over, blowing on it, then sucking it back into his mouth. The way he squeezed both breasts at the base only made the tips ultra sensitive.

  My pussy was begging for attention as he continued at my chest. He shoved them together and licked them at the same time, running his saliva soaked lips over the slick tips. Wes took one and pushed it upward toward my face. My natural size D breasts had never been a favorite part my body. I’d always felt like they made me look heavier than I was. “Share it with me, Cam. Kiss me. Lick it.”

  Never in a million years would I have expected I could lick my own nipple, but as Wes pointed it in that direction and drug his tongue over it while kissing me at the same time, I couldn’t help but try. The second my own tongue made contact with the rock hard tip of my nipple I lost it. I didn’t know it was possible to orgasm without being touched between my legs, but it was happening. My body bucked beneath his, a rumble coming from his lips and vibrating onto mine while I was losing it.

  “That’s it, Cam.”

  “Oh my god. What the hell are you doing to me?”

  “Shh, no questions. I’m taking my time. I’m giving you what you asked for.”

  “I might not make it through the whole process if this proceeds the way it is. I’m falling apart at the seams.”

  I could tell he was pleased with himself. He lowered his lips back down and began placing light pecks over the skin of my ribs. I was still recovering from the sudden orgasm he’d given me, and now he was at it again. While he traveled around my skin, laying claim to each inch, his hands followed, making sure he left no parts untouched.

  The lower he cruised, the harder it was to focus. I knew exactly where he was headed with that skilled mouth, and I knew if he could get me off without touching me down there, then when he actually did it I was going to buck him violently off the bed accidentally. I literally feared I wouldn’t be able to control the convulsions that were about to happen.

  Gradually, as slow as a pace could be, he made his way between my legs. I heard little sounds escaping him as if he were biting into a juicy peach. I ran my hands through his damp hair, feeling his head move as he narrowed in on his next treasure. “My mouth is watering, Cam. You’ve got me so goddamn worked up I can’t control myself. I need to taste you. I want to lick away the remnants of what I’ve done to you, so I can make you soaked all over again.”

  I was gasping for air, desperately trying to open my eyes and watch him closing in on my sensitive sex. While his eyes were fixed on mine, I watched him take his chin and rub it over my pussy. His skin glistened as he backed away and looked down at it. Gazing back at me only as he stuck out his tongue and drug it over my wet lips. I bucked once, letting go of his hair and grabbing the sheets beneath me.

  He was licking me clean, using his tongue like a mop. Then, without warning I felt him lap over my clit. I tried to squirm but he tightened his hold. He sucked the mound into his mouth and applied pressure.

  “Holy crap. Go slow. Please please please, oh, right there. Oh…my…gosh. Don’t stop!”

  Wes kept going, bringing his thumb up and rubbing it hard. The more pressure he put on it, the harder it was to keep my ass from spasming. With his tongue fully extended he dove in between the lips, moving to a gradual pace while the thumbing continued to beckon another release.

  Wes continued until I couldn’t contain it any longer. I felt a gush of fluid coming out of me and panicked. I sat up and placed my hand over my mouth. “Oh my god. You made me pee myself.”

  He chuckled and shook his head, wiping his mouth off with the towel. “You didn’t pee, Cam. You exploded. You squirted. I’ve never made a girl do that.”

  “I’m so embarrassed,” I confessed while covering my face with a pillow.

  He came up and moved it away, pressing his lips against mine. Remnants of me were all I could smell. As his tongue slipped over mine I could taste myself. When he pulled away he brushed the hair from my face. “Don’t be embarrassed. I’m elated. You’re amazing. I just want to keep pleasing you. I need more.”

  I reached between his legs and finally took his huge cock into my grip. “Maybe I should take a turn.”

  “You told me to make love to you. I don’t want you doing something you don’t want to.”

  I lowered myself while answering. “I want to. Let me please you.”

  “Sit on my face, Cam. Climb up here and let me eat you. I want to come with your pussy in my mouth.”

  His words gave me chills. My hard nipples brushed across his skin while I adjusted to be on top of him. I was so horny the idea of putting him in my mouth was alluring.

  Once in position, I felt him getting back to work. I sat up straight, arching my back as he got started, licking from my pussy and then all the way up my ass. For once I was glad he couldn’t see my shocked face. When he said he wanted to have every inch of me I never expected he meant THAT part.

  “Oh…”

  He mumbled while still going at it. “I’m so fucking horny. Holy shit, Cam. I love this.” I felt a finger poking on my asshole as he continued licking my pussy. I leaned forward, my face inches away from his rock hard dick. I took it in my hand and started jerking it. I licked the tip, feeling it bucking in my grip. He was close and I wanted nothing more than to be the reason he combusted. I took him in my mouth as far as possible, letting the saliva run down his long engorged shaft. I could hear him mumbling beneath me, the vibration from the sounds tickling me to my core. My pussy was convulsing, almost numb from everything he’d done to me. I worked harder on his cock, bobbing my head up and down faster.

  Then I felt it. A sudden rush of pressure before my mouth was filled with his salty explosion. I closed my eyes and let it run down my throat before pulling away. With little energy left, I rolled over to give him a second to recuperate.

  We lay side by side, both of us unable to move for a few minutes. When the high started to come down, I felt the mattress moving. Wes was at my face again. He leaned forward and kissed me. He tasted himself and didn’t stop. It was like it only fueled him to continue.

  Before I knew it he was picking me up and making me straddle him. As soon as my breasts were in his face he went after them, sucking each into his mouth and dragging his teeth over my nipples. I liked it so much I started rocking back and forth. He cupped my ass and started pulling me into a groove.

  His next kiss was long. Our tongues mingled, our lips swelling from the pressure. He inched away to speak. “I’m already getting hard again.”

  I bit down on my lip
before answering. “I’ve never wanted someone this bad before.”

  “Me either. How am I doing so far?” He asked as if he didn’t know.

  “I don’t want it to ever stop. It feels so good. So right.”

  “It’s perfect. You’re perfect.”

  “What are you waiting for, Wes? Take what you want,” I said against his sweet lips.

  He stopped me from rocking and patted me on the ass. “Go in that nightstand and grab me a rubber first.”

  “I can’t get pregnant,” I said.

  “I know. We need to do this right, Cam. I won’t take you for granted. I’d do anything to protect you, even if it’s from me.”

  I did as he requested, feeling like it would take away from the spontaneity, but Wes had other ideas. He spread his legs and laid down flat, pointed at his stiff cock for me to take care of. “You do it.”

  I ripped open the package with my teeth, taking out the slippery condom and rolling it down his shaft. I jerked him a few times to spread the lubrication even though I knew we wouldn’t need it. Before climbing on top of him I took the towel and wiped between my legs. I didn’t want it to be messy. I needed it to feel like we’d made it to heaven.

  I straddled Wes, lowering my body so he would slip right inside. What I didn’t anticipate was his girth. The pressure was serious. It got a few inches inside of me and felt like it was stuck. Little cries escaped me as I felt my channel stretching to accept his size. He held me tight, keeping a firm grip on my ass until he knew I was okay. “Go slow, Cam. Take your time.”

  “It hurts. I’m not a sissy, but it’s big.”

  His smile was full of confidence. “Keep going. Move that ass around and let it go in naturally. Stop fighting it. Close your eyes and accept me.”

  When I did as he suggested I could feel it becoming easier. Once he was totally inside of me, I began moving around again. We got to a pace. He laced both of his hands with mine as we moved in sync. I arched my back, finding the way I was positioned made it feel even better. His girth kept rubbing against my clit, moving my lips as it rocked in and out of me. After a few minutes I couldn’t contain a slow speed. I had to move faster. I wanted to come again and I knew I was close.

  Wes sat up and pressed his mouth against mine. He teased my bottom lip with his tongue, while I dug my hands into his shoulders, riding him rapidly. That familiar sensation had returned. It was building up, filling me with an intense pressure. I was about to lose it.

  Wes held my hands tighter. I felt his ass lifting off the bed. Our paces were no longer matched but opposite. Our skin slapped together as we collided.

  Then he let go of my hands and pulled me down on his chest. I was already starting to lose it. His lips were close to my ear as he called out and finally collapsed, orgasming at the same time.

  Afterwards he held me. He rubbed my back while still completely inside of me. I couldn’t move. I didn’t want to.

  Then something I never suspected happened.

  I started to cry.

  Chapter 27

  As soon as I saw her face crinkling up I knew she was breaking down. Panic struck me as I considered she’d regretted everything we’d just done. “No. No. No. Please, Cam. Don’t do this.”

  She shook her head. “You don’t understand. I’m not crying because I’m sad. I’m crying because I’m happy and I’m confused and everything in between. I didn’t know this was possible for me. I never expected to have feelings for someone so soon. I’m not jumping the gun, but what we just did was nothing like anything I’ve ever experienced. You’ve showed me the difference already without a lot of effort. It comes natural for you.”

  “So what’s the problem?”

  “It’s too perfect. I’m damaged. I’m carrying another man’s child. I live across the country. I have a life there. How is this arrangement supposed to work? I don’t want to lose this.”

  “If you decided to return to school in California, I guess I’ll fly out once a month to see you. I have the money. It won’t be a problem. We can make it work. Lots of people do.”

  She shook her head. “No. It will work for a little while, but you’ll get tired of it. You’ll resent me for having the baby. You’ll assume I can’t move on.”

  “You’re way off base, Cam. I’d never do any of those things. If you ask me, I think you should stay here. Transfer schools. You’re in your last year of your bachelor’s degree. It would be easy to switch to go to graduate school. You’re going to need your family more than ever. Stay here with us, for us, for you. Please. After what just happened between us you can’t deny how good we could be together.”

  “It was just sex. It was beautiful, but it’s not love.”

  “How do you know?” I didn’t care if it made her mad. “I’ve been infatuated with you pretty much my whole life. It’s no secret. What’s to say this didn’t change everything for me? Who are you to say I can’t love you? I may not have existed in your life, but you’ve always been in mine. Cammie, you can say whatever you want, but I know you wouldn’t have slept with me if there was nothing between us. You’re scared. You’re scared of what I bring to the table. You think I’ll hurt you like he did, that I’ll abandon you like he did. I’m not him. I never will be. Look me in the eyes and tell me you believe me.” I reached over and took her hand, pulling it up to my lips. “Please.”

  She let out a deep sigh. “I know you’re not him. That’s why I’m crying. Just when I thought my life was over you come around and show me what I could have, what I could feel. I don’t know what’s going to happen. I’m not going anywhere tonight, Wes. I’m crying because I know eventually I’ll break your heart. It’s inevitable.”

  “Let me worry about that. Dry those tears. Be happy.”

  “And when I’m nine months pregnant, fat, and bitchy? You’ll still want this?”

  “It’s temporary.” I squeezed her hand. “I think we should scratch the last five minutes and go back to what we were doing before. You see, I know I can make you love me in only seven days. We’re off to a good start, so I’m not going to let you ruin it. Dry those eyes and put your arms around me. We have an hour before we have to get ready for dinner, and you and I both need a little rest before we have round two.”

  Cammie settled against my chest. I heard her sniffling, but they were further apart. “I’m sorry.”

  “I’m glad we talked about it. And as far as the sex goes, it was the best I’ve ever had, not because of what we did, but because of who it was with. You made my dreams come true, Cam. I’ve never been more nervous about anything. Hell, I’m still inside of you and I can barely believe it.”

  “You were nervous?” She asked while she sat up and looked right at me. “I was scared to death. I went from plain Jane to Voyeur with James. I had no idea what to expect with you. What you did to me, how you made me feel, words can’t even begin to express how amazing it was.”

  I hugged her tightly. “Five more days to be like this. I’ve never wanted to stay in bed that long, until now.”

  I heard her laughing against my skin. “Yeah, I know what you mean. We could always skip dinner.”

  “No. It’s important to me.” What Cammie didn’t know was that she was about to share a meal with my mentor. It was time I bring the right girl home. She needed to know I was all in. I wanted her to see I wanted her to be a part of my life.

  “I won’t hate you if you change your mind about this. I don’t expect anyone to take on my baggage.”

  “Your baggage.” I laughed at her. “I don’t look at you as damaged or with baggage. You’re the same person I’ve always thought you were. You’re smart and talented. You’re kind and innocent. How you see yourself isn’t how you are. You’re my idol.”

  “You’re crazy.”

  “Seriously. I idolize you. I think you’re wonderful. I’m not trying to get into your pants either.”

  “You can’t get into my pants since I’m not wearing any.”

  “We’re
still attached. Mission accomplished.”

  “I could get used to this, Wes. I really could.”

  I smiled and kissed the top of her head. “I want you to, that way you’ll want to stay here, instead of going back to the life you’re trying to forget.”

  After our talk Cammie and I fell asleep. Sometime during our nap we separated. She was wrapped up in the covers leaving me with just a thin sheet. She woke up before me and leaned on her elbow to watch me sleeping. I could feel her eyes on me, before I discovered her watching.

  “How long have you been awake?” I asked.

  “A little while.”

  I readjusted and started rubbing one of her legs. “You need to shave.”

  “Well I wanted to before someone high-jacked my shower time.”

  “You liked every second of it.”

  She smiled and looked away like she was embarrassed. “I can’t believe we did all that.”

  “Yeah, I keep pinching myself, but you’re still here, in my bed, totally naked. I finally saw your tits, and everything else for that matter. I’ve got to tell you, it’s even better than I imagined, and trust me, I’ve used my imagination on your body more times than I’d like to admit.”

  “You’re creeping me out right now,” she said in a joking way.

  “We should get cleaned up for dinner.”

  “Do I have time to shower first? I’d like to shave and wash my hair.”

  “You have time to do whatever you need. I’ll jump in once you’re finished.”

  “We could conserve water. I mean, what do we have to hide now?”

  “You don’t have to ask me twice.” I stood up in my birthday suit and held out my hand for her to take. She unwrapped the blanket and slid off the bed to stand beside me.

  I couldn’t refrain from grinning. “I could get used to this.”

  “I can tell.”

  “Lead the way. I’ll wash your hair if you wash mine.”

  “I think that can be arranged, but only if you promise tonight will be just as amazing as this afternoon.”