I pull on the black boy shorts that hold what my cock longs for.
I look at her under hooded eyes and her hands still on my head. I pull the crotch of her panties to the side and sweep my tongue in between her wet lips. Her fingers tighten in my hair, her knees coming up and body arching.
“Oh my god, Camden,” she moans.
I swipe at it again, the salty taste coating my mouth. My balls tighten, ready to cum.
Sitting up I tug her panties down her legs and toss them over my shoulder.
Hovering over her I grab her under her knee, bringing her leg around the back of me. Needing to feel her closer to me.
Slowly, I press the tip of my dick into her opening, before hitting the sweet spot. Her eyes close, her head pressing into the mattress as I go in as far as I can. Her pussy is tight and squeezing my cock like a glove. Caressing her silky thigh down to her ass cheek, I pull her onto me wanting more of her.
Thrusting in and out of her slowly but with force, I find a rhythm. Her hands slide along my chest and up over my shoulders before anchoring themselves.
She feels so good wrapped around me, my body takes over and I drive into her harder and harder. Her tits bounce, the bed slamming against the wall as I fuck her. Each thrust slow, but powerful. A beautiful blush spreads over her body as she starts to tense beneath me, her body warning me she’s close. My cock pulses and my body stiffens as I hit the brink of release.
Gripping her ass cheeks, I pull her onto me harder, and my cock hits her just right causing her to gasp, her eyes rolling into her head.
I come with her. Clenching my eyes shut, my fingers digging into her, I pound until my toes curl and a primitive growl vibrates through every limb of my body.
Coming down from our high, my hips slow but my heart continues to race.
Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she tries to catch her breath, realizing I’m probably crushing her I roll over, bringing her with me she lays on top of me.
Using my feet, I kick the blankets down and up over the both of us.
Her perfect tits press into my chest and I can feel the thud of her heart. I finger her hair lazily, pressing her head into me a little more.
“Stay right here, all night,” I demand rather than ask. Making sure she knows she’s not going anywhere.
“I’m not going anywhere, Camden,” her voice half asleep.
In the middle of the night I wake startled not sure where I am. Images of Bret’s lifeless body waver in my blurred vision, sweat soaking the sheets.
Quickly I sit up, my heart racing to the point I feel dizzy. I feel cold and alone.
“Tate?”
Using my arm I feel along the bed for Tate, but come up empty. My heart skips a beat, my body warming in a state of panic that she left. Sitting up on my knees I pull the blankets off the bed and find her hanging halfway off the other side of the bed naked.
She must have moved after I fell asleep. Relieved she didn’t leave me again, I slide both hands through my hair trying to relax my beating heart. Glancing at her I can’t help but notice how peaceful she looks asleep.
Anger strikes against my chest after the panic settles. I didn’t want her to move away from me. Did she think I was joking?
Climbing off the bed I grab her by the ankle, jerking her to the edge of the bed roughly.
She jumps awake panicked. Her wild, frantic eyes finding mine.
“Camden, what the fuck?”
“I thought I made it clear I didn’t want you to move, I wanted you to sleep on me.” My voice hard and accusing, all the feelings I felt that morning after she left when I was eighteen surfacing. She jerks her foot, but I tighten my hold. “I wasn’t joking.”
Bending down I grab her by the hips and throw her naked body over my shoulder.
“What are you doing? Have you lost your mind?”
“I have, and it’s because I fell for the little girl next door when I was a fucking kid,” I bark.
Yanking the curtains to the floor to ceiling window open I set her down, her back facing me.
“Put your hands on the window,” I instruct harshly.
She obeys surprisingly, and looks over her shoulder. “What are you doing?”
“Fucking you.”
Spreading her ass cheeks I push the head of my dick into her quickly, needing to feel her now. She takes in a sharp breath, her fingers tensing against the glass as I shove into her with so much force her head bangs against the window.
My chest rising and falling rapidly, I caress the shell of her ear with my lips.
“I know what you’re thinking.”
Her forehead pressed against the window she turns it, looking me in the eye.
“What?”
“That I’m possessive, controlling, crazy.” I thrust into her hard and her mouth parts with pleasure. “You made me this way, you made me the crazy man that wants to love you.”
Pressing my back onto hers, I interlock our fingers on the window, my face in the crook of her neck.
“Let me love you, let me be the crazy motherfucker that loves you.”