Wet Dreamz (3 page)

When she opened them, she caught his intent gaze watching hers.

“Are you sure?” he asked, as if he feared her answer.

“Yes.” Neither needed to say about what. This was more than sex. They both knew it.

Billy went back up on his knees and tore off his tee before pulling her upright and doing the same with her frock.

His sudden pause and wicked grin told her he liked her surprise.

“Commando, huh?”

“I hate the heat. You’re lucky I put the dress on,” she teased.

He stood and shed his jeans, and she damn near swallowed her tongue.

* * *

He caught the flare of excitement in her eyes. His cock sprang free, and he smiled as she licked her lips. She didn’t seem aware of her simple action, but the sexual move had him wanting her mouth over him as he pumped between those full lips. Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought himself lucky enough for her next action.

Beautifully nude and bathed only in candlelight she maneuvered onto her knees before him and worked him into her mouth, swirling her tongue about to help glide him deeper. Between the sight of her before him and the heat and suction of her oral ministrations, his balls had drawn up tight to his body in preparation for release.

Fucking A, she had him ready to explode. But no damn way was he going to lose his shit now. No, he wanted far more play. He grabbed the sides of her head and gently pulled her away to an audible
pop
as that pretty mouth of hers lost suction.

“Wha—” she began, but he didn’t give her time to finish before laying her back on the soft blanket and burrowing down to bury his face between her neither lips. “Oh, my Gawd,” she squealed as he dragged his tongue through the wet, silky flesh before him.

Those were the words he loved to hear from a woman.

He dipped his tongue in and out then up to swirl over her plumped clit peeking out from under its hood. The moment he made contact, her hips shot upward. Bucked clear off the blanket, and he took advantage of her move by grabbing her hips and pulling her to his mouth. The position gave him easier access to all her juicy bits. Also limited her ability to wiggle away as she started to lose control, if her pants, moans, and begs were any indication.

“Yes. Oh fuck. Yes, right there don’t you dare move,” she rambled, clawing at his head as, he guessed, she fought to keep his head put.

Time to amp his game up. As he sucked her clit, he dipped two fingers within, which earned him a scream. As he pistoned them inside her, she began trying to pump her hips in time with him.

“More. Deeper, need more. Please,” she begged.

He took one last nibble and set her down, grabbing for the cuff of his jeans. He pulled the denim close enough he could grab them up. Fumbling in the pocket he found what he sought—a condom. Right as he tore the side and went to pull it out, Cam surprised him again by grabbing the rubber and rolling it down his shaft for him.

“What? You were taking too long.” She feigned an innocent expression, but right now he knew better. She was a she-devil in an angel’s persona.

Exactly what he wanted.

The thin line that held a man back from the primal edge snapped. He sent her a downright feral smile, and before she blinked had her on her belly with her ass high in the air. He didn’t give her time to argue or question. Her pleasured mewl told him all he needed to know, which was she needed it as animalistic as he. No soft, easygoing lovemaking.

Balls to her walls hard.

He gripped her hips, anchoring her in place, and dove in. All at once.

She threw her head back and hissed, and he felt her pussy clenching him as tightly as the summer night air did. As slick as she was, the fit was still tight. He paused long enough for her to acclimate, then steamed forth. Sounds of flesh slapping flesh merged with the calls of the night creatures waking to create the most erotic of songs.

“Fuck, you’re tight as hell,” he muttered between gritted teeth. All she probably heard was some garbled words.

She was now pushing back as he thrust forward. Her toes were curled, and his balls were so damn tight they had to be blue as he fought to hold back his release. He waited for the signals her body would give that she was about to orgasm. Only then would he let go and ride his own release. Using one arm he reached around, groping for one bountiful globe. Finding the swaying flesh, he fingered her nipple before managing enough of a grip to tweak the stiff pearl between his fingers.

Her back arched, giving him easier access to her breast. In this position, his chest lay against her backside, which in turn had their bodies molded in perfect, harmonic precision. He wasn’t sure why, but the knowledge brought him even more satisfaction. Finally he caught the fluttering sensation deep in her channel. A clear sign he could stop his fight, as she was heading straight into orgasm. He released her breast to grip her hips once more. In her current state of euphoria, she’d become unstable, and he needed her still for penetrating, hard and deep.

“Yes, hard
…
now. Yes, yes, yes.” She screamed as he saw her grip and claw at the blanket.

On a roar he unleashed. Sights, sounds, and scents became muted as everything zeroed into one action, releasing his load.

He dropped, spent, pulling her into his arms as he did so. Cam tossed a leg over his. He found pride in the fact she panted hard for her breath and her thighs still trembled. He cast a quick glance her way though her eyes were shut. The dewy sheen on her skin and smile on her face thumped him in his heart. He liked her in his arms, wound around him like she was.

“That was—amazing,” she stated, opening her eyes to find he was staring at her. He couldn’t help himself. She was everything he looked for in a woman.

And not fucking yours.

“Yes you are. Amazing, that is,” he clarified.

“Stop.” She threw a hand over her face as if she were embarrassed, and he pulled it away, snaring her gaze.

“Never be ashamed. You are magnificent. Never doubt it for one second.” He silenced her rebuttal with a kiss.

Cam deserved sunshine and happiness. She deserved the world handed to her on a silver platter. She didn’t know it yet, but
…

He was going to do everything in his power to be the man who gave it to her.