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“Hold still, little human,” I murmur. “Dragons bite.”
With that, she does her best to stay perfectly still. She still wiggles a little, but she manages to get her giggling under control, and I keep licking and tasting her body. Exploring her is a treat in and of itself. Although I’ve made love to women before, I’ve never been with a human, and I’ve never been with someone who just let me take my time.
“You’re so perfect,” I tell her.
“I feel the same way about you,” Peggy whispers.
I suck each of her breasts, teasing and taunting her nipples with my tongue. I bite each of them gently, watching carefully to see if she likes it. Peggy arches her back, pushing her breasts further into my mouth, and I realize that she does like this.
She loves it.
So I give her more.
Over and over, I kiss and lick her nipples. Then I move slowly down her belly, kissing and sucking and nibbling until I reach the top of her soft, sweet pussy.
“Cameron,” she whispers.
“I hope you aren’t suddenly feeling shy,” I tell her. “Because I’m dying to eat this pretty pussy until you come all over my face.”
“Cameron,” she squeaks, and I glance up to see her blushing. “I should take a shower first.”
“Hush,” I tell her, and I start to lick her.
Any embarrassment or nervousness she may have been feeling instantly flees. I feel Peggy melt deeper into the grass as I lick and suck on her clit. She arches her back as she nears orgasm. Oh, I know she’s so close she can taste it, and I’m going to push her over the edge. Quickly, I slide one finger inside of her, pressing into her tightness.
“Cameron,” she whispers again.
This time, my name is a moan.
A whisper.
A promise.
I slide a second finger inside of Peggy and begin to thrust in and out. Still kissing her, licking her, I look up to see her eyes closed and her mouth forming my name one last time.
“Cameron,” she whispers.
And then the orgasm sweeps over her, and she stops talking.
Chapter Thirteen
Peggy
One.
Two.
In and out I breathe, trying to catch the breath Cameron has stolen from me. This isn’t how I expected the night to end. This isn’t how I expected any of this to end, but I’ll take it.
I reach for him and pull him up toward myself.
“Cameron,” I whisper.
“If you keep saying my name like that, I’m just going to want to fuck you, darling.”
“Cameron,” I whisper again. This time, my voice is deep and husky, filled with arousal and desire.
“Is that what you want, baby? You want me to make love to you?”
