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“That’s my girl,” I tell her. As a reward, I slide a finger inside her and curl it massaging the inside wall of her sweet pussy as I lick and suck her clit.
With my face buried between her legs, she shifts her hips, moving her pelvis, rocking herself against my mouth. She’s silky and sweet and an irresistible temptress. Her scent drives me wild.
Watching her come apart under my ministrations makes me feel like the most powerful man in the universe.
I memorize her cues, the way she responds to me, for future reference, until she throws her head back and cries out as she comes on my tongue. Magnificent.
After lapping up her orgasm, I get to my knees and lean back on my heels to strip my shirt over my head, then quickly slide my sweatpants off.
As she watches me undress, she makes a sound at the back of her throat that reminds me of a little kitten’s meow.
“Don’t you move, gorgeous,” I tell her. In two strides I snatch my wallet out of my pants hanging on the line I strung up earlier, pull out a condom, and roll it over my rock-hard length.
One knee is back on the mattress when I stop to admire how absolutely beautiful the woman on the bed in front of me really is. Soft. Everything about her is luscious curves and warm sex appeal. She’s a siren.
Settling between her thighs, I drag the head of my cock through her soaked folds and she trembles. Her body beckons me, every movement, every little shift invites me to invade her treasure, to come home where I belong.
“Ready, kitten?”
“Yes,” she says breathily. “Yes, yes, I’m ready!”
She lets out a sexy little wail as I slowly sink inside her. “Oh my god.”
Her whimpers. Her softness. Her tight, hot channel. She’s everything I fantasized and more.
I clamp a hand around both her wrists, drawing them over her head and holding them tightly as I slide out of her and thrust back in. With every thrust, her breasts bounce, and fuck, I could blow my load right now just watching her gorgeous breasts heave and jiggle.
A tremor ripples through my veins. A guttural, animalistic groan escapes my lips. I swear, this woman is going to kill me.
The way she makes me feel right now proves that there really is no substitute for being with the woman you want to be with.
And I realize something at this moment. For me, it’s Izzy. She's the woman I want. The one for whom there is no substitute.
Her neck arches, her breasts thrust forward, and her head digs into the pillow. When she cries out her release, I’m not far behind.
Afterward, her head rests in the crook of my arm as she runs a finger over my chest. “That was incredible, Cam.”
I grin, pleased with myself. “We’re just taking a breather.”
She responds with a giggle, but I’m dead serious. I’m not done. I haven’t gotten enough of her yet.
I’m not sure I’ll ever get enough.
Chapter9
Izzy
I awaken with a smile on my lips but when I roll over, Cam’s side of the bed is empty.
I prop myself up on my elbow.
“Morning sleepyhead,” he calls out. “Merry Christmas.”
It’s Christmas morning. And Cam is in front of the woodstove…cooking?
Wiping the sleep from my eyes, I squint to ensure my vision isn’t deceiving me. “Don’t tell me you cook. Do you?”
“Well, I don’t know if I’d call it cooking, but my grandfather and I roughed it out here several times a year until I was about twenty-two, and someone had to prepare meals. I can clean and fry fresh caught fish, cook venison steaks, and whip up some pretty mean pancakes.”
