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I found myself caving another inch to the dynamic we’d established.
CHAPTER 25
CAMERON
Heather’s potato soup was fantastic. And watching her move around the kitchen while I wrangled Audrey felt so domesticated. I didn’t hate it. Though it wasn’t a life I saw for myself anymore, I could get used to watching Heather cook up a storm in my kitchen. I imagined her barefoot and swollen with my child, stirring at the stove and sweating with the heat. I’d slide right into her from behind while she cooked, coaxing her to keep stirring while I riled her up.
“Something on your mind?” Heather asked. “Your grip’s getting a bit tight.”
I released her body, and she nuzzled deeper into me.
Audrey had fallen asleep earlier on the bed between us watching a movie, so I’d gotten up and put her to bed. Now, it was only Heather and me watching the mind-numbing Disney movie on the television in my bedroom. I held her close to me and relished the feel of her cheek against my chest. I couldn't have given another shit less about the movie. What I did care about, however, was Heather’s hand.
Her fingertips traced faceless designs on my thigh while she lost herself in the animation.
I closed my eyes and willed my heart to stop thundering. I begged my cock to stop jumping, but the more she stroked, the hotter the fire became. I tested the waters, allowed my fingertips to slip underneath her shirt. I traced the hem of her pants, feeling her naked skin underneath my touch.
Instead of pulling away, she pressed deeper into me.
My hand slid up her shirt and made its way to her bra, and with one swift movement, it was unhooked. Her eyes slowly panned up to mine as her hair fell behind her head, and I watched her pupils dilate with lust. I slid my hand from her shirt and tangled it into her hair, commanding her gaze as she gasped lightly.
Then, I pressed her face to mine and took her lips.
Her hands massaged my chest, her fingertips curling into my skin. My free hand danced down her side and grazed her skin lightly with my touch as she straddled my lap. I felt her pulsing heat, her desire for my body. Her hands slipped around my neck as my lips released hers, kissing down her cheek and nuzzling against her neck. She sighed. Moaned. Worked my shirt up my chest so she could feel my naked skin.
She wanted to go quickly, but that wasn’t what I wanted tonight.
I took my time with her, stripped her of her clothes and slowly lowered her to the bed. Her kisses were frantic as her tongue danced along my skin, but I made sure to slow her body. My aching cock rested against her bare thigh as I stroked her, caressed her, parted her pussy folds with my fingers, and dipped my fingers into her wetness. I nuzzled my nose against hers. I gazed into her eyes and watched her skin flush with a build-up she couldn't deny, but every time she got close, I inched her away.
“Cameron,” she said breathlessly. “Please, don’t tease me.”
“But that’s the best part.”
I inched my fingers into her tight pussy and locked my eyes on her face. Her eyes fluttered as I fell off to the side of her body, commanding her with nothing but the palm of my hand. My thumb pressed into her clit. I watched her curves jump for me as she rode my hand. Her fingers tugged at her nipples as her back began to arch, and I licked my lips at the sight of it. My cock dripped for her, leaking down my skin until it coated my balls. I leaned over and lapped at her swollen nipples, kissing away the ache they pulsed with.
But when her legs began to tremble, I pulled back.
“What?” she asked breathlessly.
I chuckled as I rolled back on top of her.
I made a show of licking her off my fingers, relishing her salted taste. Her legs locked around me in a desperate attempt to trap me, but I broke from her grasp. I spread her legs wide and bent her knees to her chest. I bent down and lapped up her slit as she muffled her moans. I kissed up her stomach. I buried my face into her chest. I left patches of reddened skin in my wake as I sucked her in all the places that made her buck.
Her scent was overwhelming, making me crazy with craving for her, enough to forego the waiting.
I hooked her legs over my arms and folded her in half. My cock slid effortlessly into her, and I watched her eyes roll into the back of her head. Our hips seated together, and her pussy held me in its grasp. I sucked her lower lip between my teeth, nibbling on it as she wiggled underneath me.
I stroked her at a painfully slow pace. Whenever she tried to buck, it made me chuckle. She was so wet. So desperate for anything I had to give her. I loved her like this, all unhinged and unharnessed. I felt the animal inside of me grow, the part of me that needed to have her, possess her, owning her in every facet a man could.
I slammed my hips against hers and watched her arch as her jaw dropped open.
I took her in every single position I could think of. I wrapped her around me and pinned her to the wall. I pounded into her while the picture frames on the wall shook. I clamped my hand down around her mouth as her sounds got the best of her, muffling her sweetly nasty words so my daughter couldn't hear us. She squeezed my cock, on the brink of coming against my body. I dug my toes into the floor and bent my knees, swiveling my hips until she was nothing but a quaking mess against me.
Then, I backed off just before she exploded.
I set her on the dresser and fucked her until she cried out for more. The dresser rattled against the floor as I worked her until her skin started to sweat. I kissed her. Threaded our fingers together and pulled her closer to me. She arched her hips, and then her hand slid between her beautiful pussy lips and circled her swollen clit. It only drove my excitement higher. The words that dropped from her lips would keep me for days. The obscene things that fell from her innocent tongue swirled around my head.
But before she could reach her end, I backed off again. Tears of frustration rose to her eyes.
