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Willow
“Cam!” I scream, bowing in his lap. My honeypot convulses around his fingers. Euphoria zings through me then pure terror darkens my face. Pain ripples across my taut breast as Camdyn’s teeth sink into the hardened bud.
"Ouch! Cam, stop!" I protest, wiggling and trying to dislodge his thick, long fingers and climb off his lap. Ignoring me, Camdyn grips my ass tighter and works his fingers around. The pain of him stuffing me becomes white, blinding torture.
"I came here to feck, Willow,” he demands mockingly, pressing a third finger at the entrance of my sex.
What happened?Something has changed. The only fight between us had been the combat of our tongues.
“Gahhh, it hurts!”
His mouth continues to assault my breasts. “Ye denying me, Willow?”
“No, I’m—”
“Wrong fecking answer.” I’m suddenly on the heated marble floor. The water pelts down on Camdyn’s back as he crushes my body.
“I’m not saying no,” I reply hoarsely. “What happened?”
Moments ago, tenderness was laced in his touch and reflected in his eyes. The feathering of his lips on mine had become my heaven. Now, Camdyn forces my legs around his neck, locking his mouth onto my pussy.
After a few moments, fear dissipates. His tongue seeks my stiff button, flicking and licking.
"Oh, yesss!" I hiss. Drugs course my blood stream, and my head falls back, dreadlocks fanned around me. He pinches the little nub, tongue sheathed deep in my pussy. In seconds, my slick heat clamps around his magnificent tongue.
"Camdyn!" I cry out, this orgasm ripping through me with greater intensity than the last. Before I finish stretching his name to infinity, Camdyn shifts forward. His cock thrusts into my mouth. The last time I sucked his dick, I wielded power. This time, I’m deliciously helpless, lying on the shower floor as he fucks my mouth.
“Feck yourself, now,” he orders, his cock slamming my tonsils. In a race to comply, my fingers delve into my sensitive cleft. A few swirls of my middle finger send me flying over the edge. I rear back on the shower floor to gasp in pleasure, and my mouth is stuffed. I stare, mesmerized. Camdyn has a firm grip on my face. As I look straight up at Camdyn’s cock and fit torso, his balls drag over my chin.
"I’m gonna cummm." He pistons so hard I fear my teeth will be knocked out.
“Willow, feck!” He erupts inside me. I taste him, and my eyes roll back as my mouth fills up. His hot semen squirts down my throat and over my face. Seconds later, I yearn to snuggle in his arms, get all the feels. It’ll be a cold day in hell before Camdyn cuddles with me, though.
* * *
Minutes ago, Hell opened up and swallowed Antarctica whole. While we lathered on lotion, I tormented myself with thoughts of asking to run cocoa butter on his stomach. But I hadn’t. We entered the awkward face—or I had, anyway—expecting him to leave. Now, Camdyn lies in bed at my side. The warm furnace of his thick, muscular body soothes my body and soul. While holding me possessively close, he traces my nipple.
I love . . . this. I’m even falling for his tattoos, except for the skull on fire.
“Is that supposed to be hell?”
“Check your tone, Willow. I’m not a fecking devil worshiper. My mom gives to a church. I go sometimes too.”
I laugh. “Wearing a turtleneck?”
“Nah. ‘Come as you are,’ right?”
Ignoring my spluttering heart, I skim the fire licking across his left bicep. Two expertly drawn skulls are inside, cohesively linked to the other skull and knife tattoos he has.
I spend the next five minutes attempting to utter how his body belongs in an inked-out Smithsonian. My fingers run languidly over his intricate tatts. I tilt my head, and Camdyn’s cerulean eyes capsize my heart. I could thank God this very second. He’s not damned . . . though, he acts like it.
“Thank you,” he says.
“Where’s my Cam—th-the other, vile Camdyn?”
His laughter tickles across my face. “I drew all my tats, Lo. You spent half an hour studying them, recognized greatness. There’s the extent of my appreciation.”
