by Kennedy Fox
“Rub it in circles,” he orders, his voice gravelly.
I do as he says, forming a fast rhythm. My back arches as I slide it down my slit and feel it vibrate my pussy. It feels so goddamn good, though I wish he’d take control and do it for me.
“Mmm, yes,” I hum again, bringing it back to my throbbing clit. I look at Eli and see the fire in his eyes as he tries to restrain himself. Biting my lip, our eyes lock, and I grin.
“I bet you need to come, don’t you?”
“Yes, badly.” I click a button and increase the speed. “God, I’m so close.”
My eyes slam closed, and there’s no holding back as my body builds closer to the edge.
Eli takes me off guard when he pushes me deeper into the room and backs me up against the wall. His hand wraps around my throat as he closes his mouth on mine, sliding his tongue in deep and fast. I moan, releasing a satisfying breath as he lowers his other hand and takes the vibrator from my grip.
He lowers it, coating it with my juices, then slides it inside me. I gasp at the intrusion and the delicious way it fills me. Gripping his shoulders, I lean into him to stabilize myself because my knees are close to buckling beneath me.
Eli kisses down my jaw and lands on my neck, sucking hard as he thrusts the vibrator in and out.
“When I’m inside you, you’ll be screaming my name, got it? Until then, you come picturing my cock in you.”
“Why don’t you just fuck me now then?” I challenge. “What are you waiting for?”
“You know exactly why…patience, baby.”
The way his tongue rolls the word baby has my core tightening, and a burst of heat soars through me. I dig my nails into his skin when he slides the vibrator to my clit, bringing more pleasure between my thighs, and soon, fireworks explode throughout. Everything tightens, and I release a loud moan as another wave of pleasure shoots up my spine. My head falls back as he licks a trail up my neck, then sucks on my ear.
“Fuck, Cami,” he growls, turning off the vibrator and tossing it aside. “That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever experienced.” He releases a deep groan.
My entire body feels like jelly, but all I want is to climb Eli like a goddamn tree and have his hands all over me.
“It could get a lot hotter. You could join me in the bathtub,” I offer as he slides his fingers down, cupping my breast.
“Shit, that’s tempting…” He plucks my lower lip with the pad of his thumb. “I don’t trust your wandering hands, though.”
“You’re the one who can’t be trusted.” I eye the vibrator. “I was doing just fine by myself when you took over.”
“Really? Is that so?”
“Yep,” I say confidently. “I have plenty of experience going solo.”
He furrows his brows. “That’s sad. Mr. Money Bags didn’t get you off?”
“Well, truthfully, he couldn’t always find it.”
Eli steps back and glares. “You’re joking, right?”
I shake my head. “Stop, this is embarrassing.”
“I’m not trying to make you feel bad, Cami. You have nothing to be embarrassed about. His number-one priority as your boyfriend should’ve been to pleasure and satisfy you. You shouldn’t have had to do it yourself if he was doing it right.”
“Not all guys think that way,” I defend, shrugging. It definitely wouldn’t be the first time a man hasn’t been able to get me off. It’s why I brought it in the first place.
“There’s no way you’ll be needing it once I’ve had you, got it?” He winks, placing his hand on my cheek. “Go take your bath, enjoy one more solo session, and then know the next time you’re moaning, it’ll be because of me.”
“Quite confident for a guy who keeps turning me down,” I retort. “Join me in the tub and give me a preview of what’s to come.”
He contemplates it for a moment, then says, “Alright, but on one condition.” He closes the space between us. “I wear my shorts, so you can’t try anything.” Eli flashes a smirk, knowing I would touch him if he was completely naked.
Even though I’m disappointed at his exception, I’m still happy he’s agreed to come with me. “Okay, deal.”
I cup Eli’s neck and lower his mouth to mine, needing to taste him. As I slide my tongue over his, we frantically move toward the bathroom as he lifts his shirt off me, and I bring my hands to his waist.
“You’re not wearing boxers,” I tell him as I slide my fingers into his sweatpants.
He stops my hand before it can lower to his growing cock. “That’s right, shit. Okay, new plan. I watch you take a bath instead.”
“That doesn’t sound nearly as fun,” I whine.
“Oh, it’ll be pure torture for me,” he says, groaning. “But I like watching you. Been doing it for years.”
Chapter Sixteen
ELIJAH
DAY 12
It’s been two days since our little game started, and Cami’s determined to push me to my limit. One thing’s for sure, she’s a firecracker and knows how to tease me until my cock nearly breaks off. I’ve never jacked off so much in my life, but when it comes to her, this isn’t anything new. But fuck, she’s all I can think about, and it’s consuming every part of me. Truthfully, I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to stay strong and tell her no. The past forty-eight hours have been pure torture as she’s pranced around in lingerie she brought for her asshole ex. Honestly, I should send him a thank-you letter for letting her go because I’ve been given the opportunity of a lifetime—to be with the woman of my dreams.
I walk into the kitchen, where she’s making an espresso. “Good morning.”
She glances over her shoulder at my bulge, then back up at me. One look is all it takes from her to have my body springing to life. Just the way she commands me with her sparkling blue eyes is enough to drive me wild, and she knows it.
I move past her, and she presses her back against my chest. Wrapping my arm around her stomach, I grab her tightly, and she pushes her ass into my already raging hard-on. She gives me an evil laugh but doesn’t say anything.
I brush my lips against the shell of her ear, causing her to shudder.
“You’re a monster,” I whisper.
Quickly, she spins around, then loops her arms behind my neck, and seconds later, I’m lifting her ass onto the countertop. “No, I’m just a woman who knows who she wants and isn’t afraid to say it.”
“And what do you want?” My eyebrows pop up.
“You,” she confirms, and I’ll never get tired of hearing it. Our kisses are white-hot as she runs her fingers through my hair, and somehow, I put space between us. “You’re trying to break me.”
A chuckle escapes her as I adjust myself. “No, I just want you to break me. There’s a difference, Eli.”
“You deserve more than a quick fuck.” I grab a mug from the cabinet, and she jumps down from the counter and presses all the buttons for a dark roast coffee.
She groans while I wait. “Your willpower is commendable. I’ll make sure to get a trophy made for you.”
Now, I’m the one who’s laughing. “I want it engraved.”
She rolls her eyes. “Guess I’m going to have to go upstairs and have some fun with Prince Harry.”
Coffee spews from my mouth as I choke it back up. “Excuse me?” I ask, wiping off my chin.
“The vibrator that got me off when you refused a couple of days ago,” she explains with a shrug. “He never denies me and always comes through.”
I grin at her and then burst into laughter. She continued her torture by taking a bath and playing with herself, knowing I was struggling the entire time and holding back. I was tempted to get in the water with her, but I didn’t trust her intentions nor did I trust my self-control. She gave me one helluva show, though.
“What kind of batteries does it take, because you might wear him down.”
“Triple A, I think.” Immediately, Cami opens different drawers in the kitchen and checks each one
. “No. No. No.”
Her eyes go wide in a panic, and I shrug. I can tell her where they are kept from when I searched for the smoke detector batteries, but this is way more fun.
“Enjoy him while you can, sweetheart. Because at some point, it’ll be useless. And he can’t please your clit the same ways I can.” I lick my lips, and she watches my mouth, which curls up into a grin. With arms crossed, she shakes her head, and I sip my espresso, smiling over the rim. When Cami huffs, I chuckle.
“Welp, going to give myself the royal treatment.” She snickers with her cup of coffee held in one hand.
“Have fun,” I say with a grin and wonder if she’s really going upstairs to pleasure herself or if she’s fucking with me. I never know with her.
Needing some fresh again, I decided to take Bruno for a walk around the property. Well, I walked. He ran around in a full sprint with his tongue hanging out. Though I tried to play with him, he was in a mood today. Anytime I’d throw a toy, he’d run after it, then refuse to give it to me, so it got old pretty quick. He’s a bigger tease than Cami.
After an hour, we go inside, and I notice Cami’s asleep on the couch. The news is on, and the volume is a whisper. The silk panties and bra she’s wearing leave zero room to the imagination. She’s giving me everything she’s got with her body and smart-ass mouth. While most guys would just fuck her as quickly as possible, I’m not like that, and Cami deserves better. What we have is more than just a physical relationship, and I want her to see that too. Our hormones are raging, and I honestly can’t remember the last time a woman’s made me feel the way Cami has. She’s the first and only.
As I stand with my arms crossed, watching her, she stirs and mutters my name. For a moment, I think she’s awake and has noticed me creeping, but then I realize she’s asleep, dreaming about me. A smirk touches my lips because she’s saying my name with breath as soft as butterfly wings. My willpower is quickly waning, so I force myself to walk away before she catches me and wins this game, after all. I go upstairs and pace around my room, my heart racing as I think about all the ways I’d pleasure her. Remembering the soft moans and pants that escaped her and how she bit her lip as she came have me nearly busting a nut in my boxers.
It quickly becomes more than just want, and I need to relieve myself before I have to deal with blue balls again. I unzip my jeans and push my clothes down and lie on the bed.
I tightly grip my shaft and stroke it a few times, closing my eyes. Most guys use porn to get off, but Cami has given me enough in the past few days that I won’t need it for a lifetime. Her name is on my lips, on my tongue, and all I want to do is taste her again and devour her sweet pussy. Fuck, just thinking about her in that bathtub pleasuring herself as she thinks about me has me increasing my pace, but I don’t want to come just yet.
A few more pumps and the next thing I know, my bedroom door is being cracked open. Cami sees me, and my first instinct is to put my clothes back on, but she walks in, flashing a devilish smile. Her eyes study my dick, and she sucks in her bottom lip. Goddamn, she’s so gorgeous. “Don’t stop. I want to watch you, Eli,” she whispers, and I brush a finger over my chin, watching her breasts rise and fall.
Cami reaches behind her back and unsnaps her bra, fully revealing her beautiful body. Giving me the best show of my life, she pinches her nipples and moans. I stroke myself so vigorously that I have to force myself to calm down. Slowly, she moves toward me, her perfect tits bouncing as she walks.
“Cami,” I let out in a deep gruff.
“Let me ride you, Eli,” she taunts and looks at me with pure desire. “I’d love you inside my tight little pussy. God,” she purrs, and I can tell she’s getting just as worked up as I was when I watched her get off.
“We can’t,” I whisper, my release growing closer.
She pouts, batting her eyelashes.
“Not yet, baby.” My balls tighten, and I squeeze harder, groaning.
“Mmm. That’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” she tells me. “I love watching you, knowing you’re thinking about me.”
She squeezes her thighs together tightly, and I can just imagine how soaked her little lace panties are right now. The thought of finally sinking deep inside her nearly takes over. After a few minutes of her gaze on me, which is one of the biggest turn-ons, Cami decides she can’t handle it anymore. Because she’s the type of woman who always gets what she wants, she moves forward and climbs on the bed.
“Let me help you at least,” she insists. I remove my hand, and she takes over. She rubs the pad of her thumb across the top, then a second later, her hot mouth is on me, and I don’t have the willpower to make her stop. It feels so fucking good that I’ve lost my ability to speak.
“Cami,” I growl. She looks up at me with big blue eyes, humming. “Fuck, your mouth feels so goddamn good,” I admit, running my fingers through her hair.
She slides her hand over my shaft as she takes all of me. When my dick touches the back of her throat, she gags but keeps going. Watching her choke on my erection is hot as fuck as her head bobs up and down. I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to last as she trails her tongue down to the base, then sucks and licks my balls. She’s gentle but also forceful in her own way, letting me know she’s in control right now. And fuck, I don’t even care. The woman is a savage and doesn’t leave an inch untouched as she gives me the royal treatment. Right now, I feel like a fucking king with her mouth all over me.
My eyes roll back, and while I didn’t want to cross the line like this, I have no regrets. I let out an animalistic groan as she increases the pace and pressure. Before I explode, she stops with a naughty smirk.
“Good enough?” She looks up at me with a popped eyebrow, casually flicking her tongue against me, making everything overly sensitive.
Leaning closer, I grin, already missing her mouth on me, but I don’t tell her that. “Sure. I’ll finish,” I say, shrugging.
As I lower my hand, Cami laughs and pushes me away, then places her sweet lips back where they belong.
“Not a chance in hell. This cock is mine now, Eli. Remember that.” She goes slow, which is fucking agonizing. The orgasm builds in the pit of my stomach as she devours me. Cami is a goddamn fucking pro and deserves a gold medal because she’s the best I’ve ever had. Perhaps it’s the fact that my feelings for her are more intense than I’ve ever had before, but everything is a hundred times better with her.
I fist the comforter as electricity shoots up my spine. She feasts on me, and I can’t take it any longer and release inside her. Cami swallows with a satisfying hum, and a huge fucking smile on her face. She licks me clean, devouring every single drop like it’s candy.
“You taste so good, Eli,” she whispers, not taking her eyes off me. She moans with satisfaction, and I can tell she wants me. All of me. More than what she just had. God, I want to fuck her into next week, next month, next year.
“Thank you,” I say. She gives me a seductive wink, and I don’t know how any man could leave her. My sweet, seductive, sassy Cami is the whole fucking package.
Cami continues up the bed until her mouth presses against mine. “So fucking hot,” she tells me, and I can’t resist touching her soft skin. My palm goes straight to her pebbled nipple. Her head falls back on her shoulders, and I slide my mouth to her neck until I’m at her ear.
“Let me repay you,” I whisper, and she moves away, searching my face with a grin.
“What did you have in mind?”
I love it when she’s playful like this.
Rolling her off me, I slip my hand into her panties and move my fingers across her needy clit. Her body instantly reacts, and when I slide inside her pussy, she squeals and arches her back.
“Baby,” I whisper as her mouth crashes against mine. “You’re so fucking wet,” I say between bated breaths.
“Your touch…” she says, trailing off, leaning against the pillows. “It’s fucking magical.”
Adding another
finger inside her tight little cunt, I watch her eyes flutter closed as she sinks into me. “Make me come, Eli. I need it badly.”
I love her demanding tone and that she knows exactly what she wants. With all my strength, I rip the panties off her body, and they snap in a second. She lets out a small grunt and then grins as I tuck them under my pillow as a keepsake. My mouth captures her nipple, and I palm the other while thrusting two fingers inside her hot body and rubbing circles with the pad of my thumb against her clit. The way she reacts to my touch has me wanting to come again.
She grinds against me, and I know she needs to come, but I want to put her through the same agony she put me through, so I dramatically slow to a snail’s pace. Her chest rises and falls so quickly that it’s obvious she’s dangling on the edge.
“Eli,” she pants, wrapping her hand around my neck. “Eli. Please.”
I close the gap between us and kiss her, twirling my tongue with hers. Within just a few minutes of continuing to work her clit precisely the way she loves, her back arches, and every muscle in her body tightens as she sucks in a breath. She moans my name as she relaxes against me, and it’s the sweetest fucking sound I’ve ever heard.
Once I pull away and lie on my back next to her, she rolls over on her side and leans up on an elbow. I can see the pulse in her neck, continuing to race, and I grin at how happy and sated she looks.
“Damn…” She chuckles before her head drops to the pillow. I bow my head down and kiss her forehead.
“Better than Prince Harry?” I quip.
“Oh yeah. He’s been fired.”
I laugh, cupping her cheek. “That was just the warm-up.” I wink.
She laughs and perks up. “So, are you gonna fuck me now?”
“Soon.”
With a groan, she playfully smacks my chest, and I capture her wrist, then bring my lips to her knuckles. “Patience.”
One side of her lip curls up in disagreement. “You’re insufferable.”
I gently sweep away pieces of hair that fell into her face. She’s even more beautiful when she looks at me with lust in her eyes. It makes it even harder to deny her.