Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 48306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 242(@200wpm)___ 193(@250wpm)___ 161(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 242(@200wpm)___ 193(@250wpm)___ 161(@300wpm)
Hot, thick, sticky ropes of his cum splash over my tongue and against the back of my throat. I moan wildly, slurping eagerly at his crown as his big cock just keeps spurting and spurting.
Slowly, with a low, deep growl, Camden collapses back into the sofa. He looks down, his eyes wild as they lock with mine. His hands find mine, and I gasp as he tugs me off my knees and into his lap. Our mouths come together, kissing deeply as his hands grip my ass. He stands suddenly, making me gasp but then squeal as he kisses me wildly.
I moan as my legs hook around his hips, my hands around his neck and my lips seared to his as he turns and carries me right back to his bedroom.
10
Camden
I wake to perfection.
It’s barely light outside, just the earliest morning sunshine glowing through the blinds over the big windows. And for the first time in a very long time, I feel peace.
…That might entirely have to do with the auburn-haired angel sleeping in my arms.
She stirs against me before she snuggles back in, her cheek and hand against my chest, her breath on my skin, and the taste of her still on my tongue.
I’d freaked before. I’d felt how close she was and how much I felt for her, and it freaked me the fuck out. I’ve kept my distance from people since the accident. I don’t get close, and especially not with women. In fact, I haven’t even touched a woman since before that night.
But something about Waverly changes all of that. Something about her changes me, and I’m pretty sure that might be a good thing.
I grin as my mind wanders back to the night before, when I carried her in here after everything that happened on the couch. No, I didn’t fuck her, even if she literally begged me to. Fuck did I want to—really, really wanted to, but I held back. Maybe it was that I just wanted to spend the night with her first. Maybe it’s that I wanted her to want it—to want me to take her virginity—and really want it, not just want it in the heat of us getting hot and heavy.
Of course, that doesn’t mean we came in here and watched fucking Netflix or something. No, I carried her in here, threw her down on the bed, and I went to town on her pretty little pussy with my tongue and my fingers. I had her riding my face while she swallowed my cock. I groaned her name as she rode the underside of my cock, her slippery little pussy sliding up and down, her clit teasing over my swollen head without me actually pushing inside of her. Until eventually, we collapsed into each other, and slept.
And now here I am, holding her, and never wanting to let her go.
I lean down, nuzzling her hair as the peaceful feeling just seeps into me. Fuck she feels good, and damn does this feeling I’ve got where I’m not hearing the demons screaming inside of my head for once feels good too.
…And fuck am I hard.
I groan quietly, slipping the sheet away from us and letting my eyes feast on her. My pulse spikes as I drink in the site of her perfect tits pressed to my side, one pink erect nipple visible. My eyes slide down her toned back to that drum-tight ass from years of swimming. She’s got one leg raised and locked over my thigh as she presses up against me, and I can feel the heat from her little cunt against my leg.
My cock throbs, swelling against her tight and poking into her stomach as I groan quietly. She stirs, and slowly, her eyes flutter open and the grin spreads across her face.
“Morning, gorgeous,” I murmur, leaning in to kiss her. She makes a face, biting her lip.
“I have morning breath,” she mumbles through half-closed lips.
I grin. “You don’t.”
“I do.”
“Trust me,” I growl as I lean in. “I don’t care.”
My lips sear to hers, and she whimpers as she kisses me back, melting into me. My hand slides up her thigh, pulling her close as my other one slides down her back from behind to cup her ass. Waverly moans, kissing me eagerly and rocking her hips against me. She gasps when she feels my thick cock pressing against her, and her hand drops to curl her fingers around me, making me growl.
“Good morning,” she whispers heatedly, stroking me as she grinds her pussy against my leg.
My hand tightens on her ass, and I groan into her lips.
“Waverly…”
“Camden,” she gasps. And suddenly, I’m pushing her back and rolling on top of her as she moans into my kiss. Her legs spread, and I move between them, feeling her curl them around my hips as our tongues swirl and hands slide all over each other. I grip her ass tightly, and she’s still stroking my cock as I roll my hips and nudge the fat, swollen head right against her opening. She’s so fucking wet and slick that I can feel her honey instantly coating my crown, and when I let my cock pulse against her right there, her eyes fly open, blazing with lust.