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Cameron kisses down her neck and she cranes her head to give him better access.
‘Jules,’ he says directly into her ear. ‘I don’t think it’s the word you find sexy. I think it’s the voice.’
Goosebumps erupt over her skin.
‘I could recite the alphabet to you and by the end, you’d be a quivering mess.’
‘Please don’t test that,’ she breathes.
‘Ay, bee, cee, dee, ee, ef—’
Jules turns her head and kisses Cameron, swallowing the sound of his laugh. Goddamn he’s right. His voice is so rough that the alphabet makes her insides melt, weighing her limbs down with delicious heat.
He glides a finger between her folds then brings the digit between them. It glistens.
‘See?’
‘I was already wet, Cameron.’
‘What a prissy tone,’ he teases.
‘Prissy?’
‘Don’t worry. I liked it.’
‘Oh, I know.’ Jules lifts her hips up, gliding her wetness over his hard cock.
Cameron grins and drives his hips down, pinning her harder to the mattress. He glides through her folds until Jules is squirming and desperate to feel him inside her.
‘Wasn’t I promised a ride?’ she asks.
Cameron rolls them with efficient speed until Jules is straddling his muscled thighs. She gets the condom on quickly, and then she’s sinking down onto him, watching his face tense in pleasure, pleasure that remains as she works herself on him, bracing her hands on his chest. She goes slow a few times to find the right angle, then she moves.
Loud breaths and the dull thump of the bed against the wall fill the air. Cameron watches where their bodies are connected and Jules whimpers when his hands find her breasts, kneading and tugging at her nipples. Her rhythm slips but then he pulls her down against his chest, kisses her with fire on his tongue.
‘Like you were before.’ He grabs her hips and grinds her against his pelvis. ‘Make yourself feel good.’
They kiss as her hips circle, seeking the friction she needs, feeling her orgasm build slowly and surely, until she’s right there, right there, but she needs—
‘I need your fingers on my clit,’ the new-found confidence has her asking aloud instead of hoping he’ll intuit it.
Cameron’s hand slips immediately between their bodies and his thumb presses hard to her clit and rubs. Pleasure rushes through her. Magma spiralling out from her core, into her lungs and breasts and fingertips. Her mouth gapes at the intensity of the orgasm, especially after having come already tonight.
Cameron’s hands grip her hips and he bucks up into her. ‘You look phenomenal when you come, Jules.’
She has to kiss him.
Then she keeps kissing him, messily, wanting to taste him as he plants his feet on the bed, gets his hands on her hips, and drives in and out of her until he tenses and comes on a low groan that’s as much music to Jules’s ears as the symphony was.
‘You need to ride me again,’ Cameron says after several soporific moments filled with nothing but the sound of their breathing.
‘Gladly.’ Jules manoeuvres off him and flops onto the mattress. ‘But let me catch my breath first.’
‘Wore you out, did I?’ Cameron grins, sitting up to deal with the condom.
‘Someone sounds smug.’
‘A little.’
