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I reach out to touch him, but Camden’s hand flashes to intercept mine. His lips curl up. “Oh, I don’t think so. I had to work to get my twenty minutes. If you want to play, you can do it on your own time, princess.”
“Are you even checking the time?” I roll my eyes.
Camden checks the fancy platinum watch at his wrist. “Sixteen minutes and forty seconds left.”
I didn’t see him set a clock.
I can’t decide if it’s not enough or far too much time.
“What are you going to do with those sixteen minutes, then, Camden?”
“Didn’t I already tell you?” He smirks. “I’m going to make you beg for my cock again.”
On that note, he opens the button of my shorts and unceremoniously drags it down my legs, taking my underwear with it.
“Camden!” I yelp, embarrassed as hell, lowering my hand to my naked pussy in an attempt to cover it.
“Do I have to bind you, princess?” I don’t mistake the glint in his golden eyes when he asks.
Not only would he do it, he’d like it. A lot. I’m guessing the only reason why he doesn’t is because it’d be a waste of his limited time.
I take the hand back, letting it lie stupidly at my side, as I’m not allowed to touch him.
“Hold your ankles for me. It’ll keep you out of trouble.”
“I can’t reach my ankles—” I yelp as he lifts my thighs up in the air, and part them, pushing them back over my head, until I’m completely exposed to him. “Camden!”
I don’t have time to voice my protest; he proceeds to bring his thumb to my clit, and start to rub it in slow, deep circles.
I let out a slow, low grunt.
“Christ, you’re so fucking wet, princess. Your pussy is doing such a good job preparing for my cock, hm?”
He continues to stroke my clit, lowering his upper body to mine. When his mouth seeks mine, I greedily open it for him. He doesn’t hesitate to take advantage, his tongue fighting mine for dominance. It’s a losing battle, but one I’d fight every day if I could, all the same. I’ve never been kissed like this, like I am completely owned by someone who can just take, take, take.
His thumb keeps torturing me, more purposeful than this afternoon. He moves a finger in and out of me in a rough, maddening rhythm.I’d already be begging if I didn’t know that’s what he wants from me. He keeps my mouth too busy to utter a clear word. I just moan and whimper and hiss into his mouth, functioning like an animal.
I feel him fiddle with his own buckle, and my hand impulsively joins his at the belt.
“Ankles,” he reminds me against my mouth.
I’d completely forgotten. My brows furrow in displeasure. I’d much rather touch his cock than my legs—and I’m sure he’d prefer it too.
“If you don’t play by the rules, I won’t either, princess. We only talked about your pussy. I could claim that sweet asshole of yours.”
My mouth falls open. “You wouldn’t!”
“Grab your ankles and you’ll never need to find out.”
He’ssuch a dick.
I reluctantly comply, grabbing onto my ankles, and a new wave of arousal flows inside me. Gosh, this position is so fuckinglewd. I’m, for all intents and purposes, presenting my pussy to him, my legs in the air, bent back either side of him.
Done with his belt, he pulls white briefs low on his hips, not removing anything, just freeing his massive, steel-hard cock.
It’s just inches away from me. I think part of me expects him to bring it to my pussy and slam it inside me. Part of mewantshim to, though that desire is tinged with fear.
After one last rough but fast kiss, Camden sits back up and grasps his cock in the hand that’s not fingering me.
