AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Cam jackknifes up to sit, his hands holding the sides of my head as he kisses me. Then he pulls back to meet my eyes. “I want you. I need you inside me.”
I freeze, my body and mind on the brink of short-circuiting at the visuals bombarding my mind. We’ve used our mouths and our hands. Our fingers. But we’ve stopped just short of actual penetrative sex, neither one of us bringing it up as if we both knew it would take us to a connection too deep for the limits we were trying to preserve.
But now? “Are you saying—”
“I want us to be together.”
I cover his mouth with mine, pulling our bodies as close as we can get with me still half dressed.
“Where’s the bag?” he rasps against my lips.
I pull back. “The bag with the wine?”
He nods, wrapping his hand around his cock and giving it a torturously slow tug. Damn, that’s hot.
So hot that it takes me a second to realize what he’s asking for. Wine. Because he wants something to help him relax a little?
I nod, taking a step back from the bed, eyes still riveted to where his fingers have moved over his balls and… lower.
“Be right back.”
I run for the front of the house, leaping off the stoop to grab the bag I left on the drive next to the truck. Then I’m tearing back in, sliding into the bedroom before I realize— “Shit! Glasses and an opener. One second.”
“Wait!” Cam’s sitting up, that hand that was having all the fun a second ago, now held up in a plea for me to stop. And he’s laughing.
Which I love to see but don’t understand. “What?”
He points to the bag I’m clutching in my arms like a baby. “Just, um… you want to take a look in there?”
No. I want to devour him with my mouth, tease him open with my fingers and tongue. I want to make him come so hard he forgets every man he’s ever been with before me.
But yeah, I set the bag on the bed and realize there’s more than just a bottle of wine inside. Curious, I peek in and choke on a laugh.
Chapter Ten
TREVOR
The wine comes out first. I set it on the floor. Close enough in case he actually wants some. But I’m getting the sense maybe it’s what else he’s got in here he’s after.
Like the gigantic pump bottle of lube. “Sixty-four ounces? Think it’ll be enough?”
Cam’s got the sexiest, most adorable pink tint burning over his cheeks. “For tonight? Probably.”
I nod, extracting the next item. A far more conservative box of thirty condoms.
“I love you.” I can’t say it enough, don’t know if I’ll ever be able to.
“Then show me.” Cocking one knee, he teases me with a view that takes my breath away.
My shorts and underwear hit the floor point two seconds later, and then I’m kissing and biting my way up his long, sexy leg, rubbing my face against his inner thigh and nuzzling beneath his sac.
He pulls me higher, begging for my kiss and then begging for more. I fill my palm and his with the slippery liquid and rub it over his shaft and balls, getting impossibly harder when I add more and generously rub it over his needy hole before sliding a finger in.
I pump slowly, in and out. Warming him up with one finger before adding another.
We kiss and tease, sliding together as I work him open. I take my time, watching carefully. Neither of us are virgins, but this will be our first time together, and I want to make it good for him. I want him to feel how much I love him. To know that he is my world.
I press deep, stroking over his prostate and reveling in the way he starts to shake and gasp.
