A Promise Gone Wrong

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Just Hold Me

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"Touch with me," I whisper behind her ear, continuing to slip my fingers through her folds as she grinds her ass along my erection.

Her shoulders press against my chest as my free hand roams up the sweatshirt I put on her last night. As soon as I reach her breasts, I cup, squeeze, pinch and repeat while sucking a sensitive spot on her neck.

She tastes so good.

Eyes closing, she lowers her arm until her hand bumps into my own. Without hesitation her fingers target that yearning bundle of nerves I've spent the last five minutes teasing. Lowering my gaze, I watch as she rolls it between her index and ring fingers, subtly pinching then pressing hard rubs.

This is hotter than my imagination.

While both of our hands continue to work her up, fingers rubbing or thrusting, I can't help but grind my waist forward to meet her constant bumps. Along with our sloppy, wet kissing, my breast teasing, and our fingering foreplay I'm nearly dry humping her.

In defense, we woke up horny as hell.

I don't even remember if we said anything before our lips locked and hands began teasing each others' sweet spots. At this point, I want more but I'm not sure if she can handle it after last night.

"Rebecca--"

"I want to," she cuts me off, redirecting our hands to pushing down my sweatpants.

Spooning isn't my favorite position for sex but in our current state I don't waste time arranging us into another.

I need to be inside her.

Grasping the inner thigh of her upper leg, I pull her hips back and lift her knee as I slide the mushroom tip of my throbbing arousal into her squishy, tight warmth.

Slowly.

A small mewling escapes her lips with a gentle gasp.

She's so tight my dick twitches as I fill her. Groaning with my mouth against her skin, my nerves igniting from the pressure.

I realize, never having been with a dancer before her, that she's tighter than my past experiences because the muscles of her pelvic floor are stronger. Thankfully, she gets so damn wet the friction hasn't caused her pain.

Her moist walls just clench around me as she tenses, grasping the sheets in front of her while filling the room with moans.

"Keep touching yourself, Bambi," I murmur against her ear, voice husky and strained. My heart pounding when she doesn't even hesitate to send my eyes to paradise.

I love how her timidity disappears whenever she's turned on like this.

"Cameron I'm so--" she trails off when I thrust, "close," she breathes, her fingers now aggressively back at work.

"Good," I whisper, "cum on me."

Lips parting, she bites her lower lip as she starts rocking her hips back to meet my rhythm moaning, squeezing her eyes shut, gasping and whining until she peaks. Slowing my thrusts, I hold her hips as she quakes, her muscles kneading at my swollen shaft enough that I feel myself twitching inside her.

"Perfect," I breathe, basking in the sensation. My balls tingle as I sink deeper inside her. I'm grateful I'm not close yet so I can enjoy it longer than I was able to last night.

Her muscle spasms stroke me. Her shivering draws her body so close to my own they could be one. I feel dazed like I can't get enough. Greedy for more. It's just been so long I'm
fully charged.