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My shirt—his shirt—lay forgotten on the floor.

Cam sat me on the bed, quickly discarding his pants and shirt before coming back to me, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pulled me in for a kiss.

When we pulled apart, I reached for his cock between us, my fingers curling around his hardened shaft.

“Let me put my mouth on you,” I begged. While he was always going down on me, I wanted to return the favor.

I leaned down, running my hand up his length before taking the tip into my mouth, closing my lips around it.

“Fuck,” he groaned as I flicked my tongue around the rim, taking my time to worship him like he always did me.

As I ran my tongue down his shaft, I massaged his balls, enjoying the way Cam was coming apart at my touch.

Reaching down with my other hand, I rubbed at my clit as I sucked more of his length into my mouth, taking just enough of him in that I didn’t gag.

My saliva dripped out of the corner of my mouth as I took him in deeper, flattening my tongue so I could slide him in and out.

“Look at you,” he praised. “Taking my cock so well.”

I whimpered as he hit the back of my throat, slipping a finger inside to combat the emptiness I felt.

Pulling back, I sucked on his tip again, intending to continue, but before I could, he pulled me off.

He reached down, pulling my fingers out of me and groaning as he replaced them with his own. “You’re so fucking wet. Did you that turn you on, huh? Sucking me off like a good girl?”

I nodded eagerly, but he must have noticed my expression, because he said, “I don’t want to come down your throat.” His voice was rough, like it was taking everything in him to hold back.

“Where do you want to come instead?” I fluttered my eyelashes.

He growled, pushing me down onto my back. “Inside of you.”

“So do it.” Opening my legs so he could settle between my thighs, I guided him towards my entrance.

Cameron swallowed, his eyes growing wide as he looked at the spot where the two of us were connected. So close. If he just pushed, I’d have him inside of me.

“Are you sure?” His tip pressed against me, and I wiggled, wanting him inside of menow.

I nodded. “I’m clean. And I haven’t been with anyone else in a long time, if you want to…” Plus, I was on birth control, a fact he already knew.

“Me too.” He kissed my knuckles. “It’s been a year. At least.” Cam groaned. “And I got tested before the semester started, so…”

“I want you inside of me,” I said, reveling in the stretch as he pushed in. The thought of being with him with no barriers was a temptation I had never felt with my previous flings or boyfriends. I was willing to take the risk with him, wanting to experience him fully.

“Fuck.” He let out a guttural sound as he slid inside, inch by glorious inch. “You feel so good.” His eyes flew shut as he stilled, like he was trying not to move too fast.

Trying to make this last.

“Move.” I begged, squirming as my body adjusted to his size. He was so big that I didn’t think I’d ever get used to it. “I need you to move.”

“Ella.”

He thrust himself fully inside of me, burying to the hilt.

Every inch of me was impossibly full, and I rested my hand over my stomach, like I could feel him deep inside of me if I pressed down, and then I did, and?—

“You’re so deep,” I moaned. “Feels so good.” My eyes fluttered shut from the pressure as he rocked his hips, pumping into me in a steady rhythm.

How was it possible that it just kept getting better? Sex with Cameron was like nothing I’d ever experienced before. Maybe it was the way he was a generous, giving lover—making sure I’d always come first. He was attentive, thorough, and knew just how to touch me to light up every inch of my body.

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