In Too Deep

"Me too," he mumbled into my skin as we rolled across the bed. He found my left breast and sucked on it hungrily, ripples of pleasure rolling through me. We’d been kissing and touching each other for nearly a half hour, the soft glow of candlelight sending flickering shadows of our foreplay against the far wall. We were finally moving toward what we both wanted, but took our time savoring it. It’d been a bit of a dry spell for us, at least for two people who'd only been married for such a short time. "I don't think I ever want to go a week without this again."

I groaned in agreement, Cam's tongue snaking out to trace around my aching nipple, causing me to gasp. His strong hands plunged underneath me to my back, not letting me pull away as he deliciously tormented me with his mouth and lips. I was nearly senseless when he stopped, pulling back and making me sob in frustration. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Just because we haven't done this in a while doesn't mean we don't get to enjoy every second of it," Cam replied. "And I plan to enjoy this for as long as I can."

Cam kissed down my body to the juncture of my thighs, looking up at me ironically when I kept my legs pressed together, teasing him for as long as I could stand it.

But that didn’t last. I smiled as I let my knees relax, giving him access, and I fluttered when Cam's warm breath caressed my skin. “So beautiful."

“Wait. Lie on your back," I said, pushing him back playfully. Cam did, and I took a deep breath before swinging my leg up over his head, lowering myself to his waiting tongue while leaning forward, his cock so tempting in front of me. Grasping it, I shuddered as Cam responded by tracing his nimble tongue over my folds, not worrying about reciprocation but instead opening me up for his hungry desire.

I lost all sense of time as Cam licked me all the way from my clit to my taint and back, his tongue fluttering over the areas that he knew set my nerves on fire the most. I rolled my hips, trying to move away a little bit so I could catch my breath, but he was having none of it, his hands grabbing my hips and pulling his face up into his goal.

Cam's tongue plunged deep into me, setting afire nerves that I wasn't even aware existed as he caressed each one. His tongue stiffened, stabbing inside before retreating for another quick swipe of my clit, never giving me a chance to adapt. Each time the sensation of newfound electricity and new touches overwhelmed me. I couldn't believe it, even after all the times we'd made love, he still found new ways to set me on fire. I was desperate for more, my orgasm growing within me as he continued. "Cam . . . Cam I'm . . . ”

It encouraged him more, and he brought his tongue to my clit and licked faster than ever, each stroke driving me higher and higher. I gave myself to him, my husband, conceding to his wonderful tongue. Biting down on my forearm to stifle the moans, I came, my body clenching and my thighs squeezing together. Still, even though he was denied air, he kept up his assault, adding a white hot spark to each tremor of my body until I thought I might go crazy. Finally, the wave passed, and Cam let go, letting me roll to the side.

“Ahh . . . ” I said, unable to form any other words. I was that I was floating on a cloud of pleasure, and I never wanted it to end. My eyes couldn't even focus, but it didn't matter as my skin told me everything I needed to know.

I felt him slide up behind me, his hands coming around to cup my breasts and his cock nestling between my legs. With fresh sparks of desire igniting inside me, I lifted my leg to give him full access, the thrill of his penetration making me turn my head. We kissed as he slid inside me, my insides stretching around him and singing joyfully at the sensation. When he was all the way inside, our lips parted. "Cam."

"Yes?" he asked, his right hand playfully circling my nipple. "What is it?”

I tried to think of a more poetic way to say it, but my mind was filled with lust. I could only think in the basest of words, and the rawest of speech. “Give it to me hard."

He grinned, his hand tightening around my breast, desire flaring in his eyes. We stared at each other as he thrust in and out of me, unrelenting and powerful. I grinned back as he unleashed himself on me, his cock hitting all the right places as he started to hammer me. "Oh, that's it . . . God, I need that . . .” I whispered, my heart hammering in my chest again. "More."

Cam rolled us over, getting me onto my knees before driving me back into the bed, his body barely giving me any space to move as his cock pummeled me. I arched my hips up and back as much as I could, needing more of him inside me, wanting to feel myself split open by him. I was helpless, and didn't want to be anywhere else as he sat back, his hips nearly a blur of in and out as he pushed both of us higher. His hands grabbed my ass with force, digging deep to give him a way to hold on as he let himself go fully, giving me what I so desperately desired. He filled me over and over, my head thrown back as shockwaves rolled through my body, both of us on the brink of an explosion.

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