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Cameron
A tremor ripples through her body, and I love that I have that effect on her. Her rapid breaths warm my face as I lean over and murmur, “We may be sharing a bed, but say the word and I’ll keep my hands to myself.”
She swallows hard before uttering the sweetest two words I’ve ever heard. “Please don’t.”
The corner of my mouth lifts. The chemistry between us is insane, but I still say, “You know what you’re asking?”
She fixes me with glazed eyes and lids half-mast. “Yes.”
“And you’re sure?” Her answer is to stretch up on her toes and press her lips to mine. Turns out, underneath Ms. Miller’s prim, proper, and somewhat persnickety exterior lies Izzy, the sultry, sensuous seductress.
I let her take the lead. For a moment. Then, I assume control. She releases a little moan from the back of her throat that I accept as an invitation to deepen our kiss and my tongue plunges into her mouth and tangles with hers.
She tastes like strawberry candy and heaven. Gently, my teeth nibble her plump bottom lip.
My pelvis digs into her soft belly. “Feel what you do to me?”
She gives a barely perceptible nod, so I scoop her into my arms. Peppering kisses from the corner of her mouth, up her jawline, to the tender area behind her ear, I carry her across the room. When my teeth scrape her earlobe, her hips wiggle. I love the reaction, so I do it again.
I’m not sure if it’s perfume, shampoo, body wash, or just her natural scent, but she’s mouthwatering. I want to devour every inch of her.
When I place her on the bed, she stares up at me. Her eyes are heavy-lidded. Her lips are kiss-swollen. Her cheeks are flushed.
Izzy is so much more than I imagined. Free and uninhibited like this…fuck me, she’s stunning.
My cock tries to bust through my sweatpants to get to her and I lower myself atop her, wedging my hips between her legs. My lips trail a path of kisses from her neck, down to her collar bone, as my fingers unbutton her pajama top.
Outside, the blizzard winds howl; in here, flames crackle in the fireplace, but my focus is solely on Izzy’s keening whimpers and quick, panting breaths. I’ve waited so long for the opportunity to pleasure this woman—an opportunity I didn’t think would ever materialize.
Once her top is peeled away, her bra is next and the soft globes of her breasts come tumbling out. Holy fuck. Glorious.
Reverently, my fingers brush over her delicate flesh, and I watch as her dusky nipples pebble into hard peeks. I’ve never been so undone by a woman before, but Izzy’s body is magnificent. I nibble and scrape my teeth over her nipple and her pelvis wriggles.
She likes that? It goes into the memory bank for next time.
My tongue traces the curves of her breasts, first one, then the other.
“I want to taste every inch of you,” I growl.
I’ve wanted it for four long years. I’ve dreamed about it, imagined it, but this is better than my fantasies.
With a tug on her waistband, she lifts her hips and I slide her pajama bottoms and panties down her legs leaving her bare pussy exposed.
She tries to close her legs, but I don’t allow it.
Her folds glisten and my cock jumps behind my briefs. “You’re soaked,” I groan in a throaty voice.
A cry escapes her lips when I drape her legs over my shoulders and draw my tongue along her folds slowly, savoring her arousal. Her taste is perfection.
“Oh my god, Cam,” she breathes out.
I haven’t been with a woman for a very long time, and the last couple of encounters, I honestly don’t remember. The women were nameless, faceless, feeble attempts to purge my obsession with my assistant. Both failed miserably. After that, I chose my hand.
Izzy’s heels dig into my back, her fingers thread through my hair. I want to fuck her so bad, but not before I taste her orgasm. I plan to give her several tonight alone.
“Let me hear you,” I demand.
As my tongue flicks her tight bundle of nerves, little wailing noises emerge from her throat.
