Taking a long sip of her drink, she was thankful for the coolness on her dry throat. “My parents were expecting my baby brother. Mom went into labor so they rushed me to a neighbor’s house and sped off to the hospital because Mom was in a lot of pain. It was a beautiful summer’s night. You could see every star in the sky. I went to bed that night hardly able to sleep because I really looked forward to being a big sister.”
She took a long, steadying breath. “But sometime during the night I started having bad nightmares, like scary monsters all around me. I heard adult voices but didn’t want to spy. I wanted my mom but remembered she was with Daddy at the hospital. Sleep finally overcame me and I woke up in the morning. Aunt Annabelle was already there speaking with the neighbor lady.”
Cambrie sipped her drink again, fought back the tears that threatened each time she allowed that horrible day to resurface. “Aunt Annabelle told me I was going to go live with her, that my parents had been…killed in a car accident…hit by a drunk driver enroute to the hospital. None of them survived, not my parents or my baby brother. Just the drunk driver lived.” She looked at Miller. “Some fucking justice that is, huh? The guy slaughters three people and he gets to live. The useless bastard.” Anger vibrated throughout her body. She hated re-living the nightmare. “I was seven-years-old.”
“Sometimes justice isn’t always served immediately, honey,” Miller said, his voice soothing and understanding. “But I firmly believe that somehow that bastard will pay for the pain he caused you and your family.”
Cambrie sighed, her shoulders heavy. “Aunt Annabelle had just retired the year before. She had to go back to work to support me. Imagine a retiree being forced to raise a child? She should’ve been enjoying herself, traveling, relaxing, doing all the things she had looked forward to.”
“Unfortunately, it happens all too often for various reasons. And I’m sure Aunt Annabelle didn’t do anything she didn’t want to.” He scooped a forkful into his mouth.
She finished chewing another bite before speaking again. “My parents had life insurance but it was just enough for the funerals. So Auntie gave up her retirement for me when I had no one else. I could never abandon her now. I’m all she’s got. Just like she was all I had. All that’s left are distant relatives that I’ve never met and live out of state. Auntie did good by me all these years and I intend to do just as good by her until the Lord takes her.” She scooped one last bite into her mouth.
A smile creased Miller’s lips. “Have I ever told you what a remarkable woman you are, Cambrie?”
Returning the smile, the tension slipped from her body now that she had pretty much bared her soul. “Remarkable is Aunt Annabelle. I’m just a product of good upbringing.”
“With a great heart to go along with the gorgeous package. There’s more stir-fry if you want some. Looks like you were as famished as me,” Miller said eyeballing her plate, standing to carry his to the sink.
She looked at her empty plate, not remembering eating it all. But with her belly full and her heart aching with bad memories, Cambrie set out to save the rest of the night and make the most of the time she had left with Miller.
“Care for a nightcap?” she asked, hoping to discuss more entertaining topics than her past. “I’ve got a nice bottle of red wine.”
“That, my dear, sounds fantastic.” He winked. “I want to seduce you, drive you wild until you beg for my cock to drive into that sweet pussy.”
She purred, leaned her hip against the counter, and angled her head. “How do you manage to do that?”
He looked puzzled. “Do what?”
Opening her cabinet, she chose two crystal glasses. “Make me feel like the sexiest woman in the world while getting me hornier than I’ve ever been?” she demanded, poured two glasses of wine and handed one to him. Taking his hand, she led him to the couch and pulled him down until they were both seated, their legs touching, the heat from his body warming hers.
Sipping his wine, he watched her over the rim, before lowering the glass and speaking. “You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever met and I’m just speaking the truth. I wish you understood how aroused you get me. First, with your hot emails. Then with that first kiss. Baby, the fire in my belly isn’t lying.”
“Maybe it’s heartburn,” she teased, almost choking on a laugh as she sipped the wine.
His cocked eyebrow warned of his playful mood. “Smart ass.” His knuckles trailed down her cheek to her jawbone earning a shiver. God, she loved his touch. “I love how I feel when we’re together, Cambrie. Love that hidden naughty girl side that only I’ve been allowed to see. And as my pen pal, your mission is to please me.” The smirk he offered was more mischievous than teasing.
As his words melted her heart, her frisky side heated up. “And as my pen pal, you had better fulfill those fantasies you conjured up in my imagination.”
His hands lifted her onto his lap and snuggled her into his arms. This was heaven. Sitting on her couch with a sexy man who couldn’t take his eyes off of her. This was one dream she never wanted to wake up from.
“Pick a sex toy to use tonight, Cambrie,” Miller whispered into her ear after placing his glass onto the coffee table. “Which fantasy shall I fulfill for you tonight, baby girl?”
A tingle ran up her spine to where his breath tickled the side of her neck. “Just one toy?”
His laugh was heartwarming and too damn sexy. “Hell, pick them all.”
She might just have to. “Well, I am a bit curious about the butt plug, but I’m also hesitant. Do you think it’ll hurt?”
He twirled a strand of her hair, speaking in a quiet, strong voice. “I promise I’ll prep you so well with plenty of lube that any pain you feel will be the pleasurable kind. The first time I insert the plug, it’ll be tight and maybe uncomfortable, but I swear I’ll do everything in my power to keep it from being painful. Once your muscles stretch, they’ll accommodate the plug easier and the uncomfortable feeling will dissipate very quickly. If not, and you don’t like it, we stop. Plain and simple.”
“The safe word, right?”
“Well, yes, that and, as your lover, it’s my responsibility to gauge how much your body can take to prevent any harm or pain. You trust me to give you pleasure, baby, that’s a task I don’t take lightly. And I’ve learned a lot about your body since I’ve had the delight of making love to you. I’ve been trained to read a person within minutes of meeting them and I’ll admit that you’re a tough one to read, Cam. You present me with one of the greatest challenges I’ve ever had, which is very enjoyable. But most importantly, I’ve got a good idea of your physical reactions at least.”
Tipping her glass back, she drank slowly before responding. “Wow, you make me sound like a boring book.”
His brows crossed, highlighting the faint lines at his eyes. “Hardly. It’s just like when I think I’ve figured you out—bam!—you do something that goes against everything I expected. You keep me on my toes for sure.”
“I also want to use the chest harness. That looks wild. Although that dildo may be too big for my pussy.” What was her curiosity getting her into?
His arm encased her in steel strength, and he continued. “Can you feel my hard-on against your leg? I swear I’ve never been more turned on than I get with you. Sitting here, discussing sex toys like an everyday subject, having you be so comfortable with me is like a natural high. My cock throbs wanting to be buried in that hot pussy all the time.”
Did her heart just skip a beat? “Hhmmm. Does it throb when I say I can’t wait for you to fuck my ass the way you fuck my pussy? Hard and fast. Mmmm. Deep.”
A growl escaped his throat. “I think we’d better move this to the bedroom. Hate for the sex toys to be lonely.”
“I like that idea. But first give me a minute to change into something…sexier.”
The harsh gasp from him sounded painful. She scooted off the couch and dashed across the room. “What the hell for? I’m only going to rip it off of you,”
Miller yelled.
She disappeared into her bedroom and stripped as fast as she could, dressing in the lingerie she had laid out earlier when she changed her clothes after they got home. The baby blue teddy and matching thigh highs had to be put on with care since they’d rip if she rushed too much.
Hurrying, because Miller wouldn’t wait much longer to enter the room, Cambrie slipped into the black stiletto heels she had only worn once before at work. The four-inch heels just didn’t cut it at the library.
A quick spritz of perfume and she had barely finished getting dolled up before Miller stormed into the room.
“What’s taking…so…long…” His words trailed off as he came to a halt, his mouth hanging open as his stare moved from toes to head, while his eyes were wide and menacing.
Cambrie stood with one foot strategically placed in front of the other to offer the most alluring pose. One hand on her hip, the other holding a finger over her pouty lips, she batted her eyes and smiled, wishing she had remembered lipstick.
“Hot. Friggin’. Damn. Cambrie, I swear, as God is my witness, no other man had better ever see you dressed like that. I’m not opposed to murder to protect what’s mine.”
His? “And just how am I yours, Miller? Are we dating?”
“We can work out the details later. I don’t care. There’s just no friggin’ way I could allow a guy to live if he saw you dressed like that. Christ, Cambrie, just when I thought you couldn’t get any hotter.” He stood, hands on hips, practically licking his lips. “Now do you understand why I can’t read you like I can everyone else?”
Two giant steps and he had her lifted into his arms.
“I don’t know what you mean, Miller. I’m as ordinary as they get,” she said, clinging to his neck.
“Like hell,” he said, laying her on the bed. “There’s not an ordinary bone in this hot body. You just like people to think that you’re plain. It helps you keep people at arm’s length, doesn’t it?”
His words touched a sore spot and she didn’t know why. “That’s not true.” Did she keep people at a distance?
“That’s a debate for another time and not when you’re lying in front of me covered in sexy lace and satin with come-fuck-me heels. Just let me take my fill of you, baby. I want to remember this moment.”
While his hands roamed every inch of the body his eyes studied, her skin heated to sizzling. She wanted to feel those long fingers on and in her pussy and ass. Arching her back off of the bed only allowed him to concentrate on her breasts, circling the material around her nipples like he traced a picture.
“Miller, my fantasy. Make it come true. You’re the only one I’ve ever wanted to try things with. The only person I’ve ever trusted.”
His eyes smoldered with heavy lust. Lifting her nylon clad leg in the air, his hands ran up and down it at a slow pace, his mouth kissing her thigh and knee. Damn, did he realize how potent a lover he was? She was about to combust with raw need.
“First, I want these legs wrapped around my shoulders while I taste your sweet pussy.”
She gasped, not expecting this. But when he settled between her legs and lifted her calves to rest on his shoulders, she was a goner. His hand pulled at the snaps holding the material together between her legs. Once freed, it was brushed aside with obvious impatience, a striking contrast to his usual patience.
His mouth clamped onto her aching pussy with one hard wet kiss. She would have shot off the bed except his forearm over her hips kept her in place.
His tongue wasted no time in licking the tender folds of her pussy lips. Heat spread throughout her womb as the pressure within her rose to a spiraling level so out of her control. With his free hand, he fingerfucked her pussy, inserting one finger into her wet heat, then two. Reaching deep into her core, he touched on something that was absolutely glorious.
A bolt of intense spasms flowed from her womb. Her body heated with fever, twitching and quivering deep inside until she thought she’d incinerate with sheer lust. Every inch of her pussy responded to the exploration of Miller’s fingers with a greedy need to experience the same touch.
“Oh, Miller. Yes. Right there. Please don’t stop.”
He listened and kept a steady pace, slamming his fingers over and over across that secret spot. Pressure built inside her from every direction. Breathing became hard as she gasped for air to compete with her racing heartbeat. When her orgasm ripped through her pussy, stars exploded behind her eyelids. Maybe she had squeezed them shut too hard or maybe the lack of oxygen finally affected her brain. Either way, she didn’t care for anything except the pleasure riveting throughout her womb to her pulsing pussy. Spasm after spasm gripped her swollen lips, the sensations earning a loud cry.
“Miller! Miller! It’s too much. Oh, holy hell. Too much.”
His mouth remained on her clit even as she floated back to the bed. When he removed his mouth, cool air swept across the wet kisses he had left behind on her throbbing lips. Opening her eyes awarded her the view of Miller stripping. Funny how she hadn’t felt him move from the bed. Was he always so quiet?
“Onto your belly, Cambrie,” he ordered, coming back to the side of the bed holding the butt plug.
What? He really expected her to have the energy to move after that orgasm. “May need a minute to recuperate.”
No chance in that. Miller took her heels off and helped her roll over then scooted her ass into the air. His massive hand covered her ass cheeks with two spanks on each side.
“Oh!” she cried out more in surprise than pain.
“Just can’t help myself. Love spanking this ass.” For emphasis, he landed two more slaps to each cheek. The sound aroused her as much as the tingle left behind.
Her pussy came alive again with tiny pulses hovering around her clit. She moaned, enjoying the heat increasing on her ass cheeks while the slippery touch of his finger prodded her dark rosette.
“Relax for me,” he commanded from behind her. “My finger’s going to play with your ass, make sure it’s nice and lubed. Damn, I wish you could see how fucking sexy you look with this very fine ass for me to view and play with.”
“Oh, that’s…different feeling,” she said, gasping as his finger slid deeper and moved faster.
“You’re so tight here, Cambrie. God, my cock is as hard as steel wanting to replace my finger. But I promised to make this enjoyable for you. There’s no way in hell I’m going to rush it. You just concentrate on relaxing your body to allow me easier entry.”
He removed his fingers and re-inserted them after a few seconds. The cool liquid on them helped him slide two fingers in this time.
“Oh, um. Oh.” What exactly did she say to a guy who had his fingers in her ass, elevating her to a new height of arousal? “Don’t stop.” The words rushed out without any embarrassment or need to censure her needs. For the first time in her life, she didn’t have to think if what she wanted was acceptable. With Miller, everything was acceptable and that left her feeling so sure of her wants and desires that nothing could hold her back.
“I like it when you demand more of our loving, baby.” He slid his fingers from her ass. The emptiness noticeable, earning a whimper from her. “Just lubing the butt plug. Now don’t tense up.” With the tip of the cool plastic pressing against her ass, he shifted his weight on the bed. “I’ll go slow. You just breathe normal. Think of how good my cock is going to feel buried deep inside this pretty ass while my fingers rub your clit.”
Oh, she wanted it all now. Waiting proved more painful than the prepping of her ass. The invasion of the butt plug into her ass provided a moment of awareness, this was really about to happen. She and Miller would have anal sex and fulfill another one of her fantasies.
Life as she knew it was forever changed and the future would be dim without Miller in it, but she couldn’t dwell on that with the plastic toy pushing further into her anus. She concentrated on breathing and staying relaxed.
“Doing great, Cambrie.” Miller’s reassu
ring tone soothed her. “How’s it feeling?”
“Tight. Very tight. But I’m fine.” Was that husky tone hers?
His free hand massaged her hips and ass, the attention welcomed and calming. “Ready? One more push and it’ll be in.”
“Oh! Wow,” she yelped, once the plug was all the way in her ass. She couldn’t resist wiggling her bottom to adjust to the fullness within her ass. “Touch me, Miller. I need to feel you close to me.”
The mattress shifted again as he stood and lifted her onto her toes. Using a small towel on the nightstand, he wiped his hands. His arms wrapped around her in an embrace so loving, she melted against his chest. The tightness and slight pinch in her ass subsided, leaving behind a sensation of heat that ignited her pussy with sharp pulses. Oh, God, she never imagined her body could feel this alive, this on fire with a desire so powerful it could rob her of breath.
Miller eased away to lift her chin until his lips could claim hers. Opening her mouth, his tongue swept in to possess her. She could taste the remnants of his wine and her juices. How erotic to taste herself and know what he had experienced between her legs. Being open to this new type of sex offered her the most unbelievable freedom to fulfill her every deep, dark secret desire. There were no barriers to what she craved or to the new experiences she would have with Miller.
When he ended the kiss, he stared into her eyes. “Take me into your mouth, baby. But I don’t want to come. I’ll wait to be in your hot ass.”
With an offer of a hand for support, Miller helped her kneel before him. The snug fit of the butt plug in her ass was a constant reminder of what was to come. Her body hummed hotter with each passing minute as muscles she hadn’t previously felt relaxed.
Taking his thick cock into her hand, Cambrie squeezed while sliding her hand up and down the huge shaft. This close she could study him, feeling a naughty side awakening and wanting to learn every inch of Miller’s body. His cock was heavy in her palm, the purple bulges of veins throbbed with her touch. The head mushroomed and the slit already glistened with pre-cum. She licked her lips, wanting that pearly white drop on her tongue, greedy for the taste of him.
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