Page 238 of Just for the Cameras
“Then take me,” she answers, her stunning eyes meeting mine.
Maintaining eye contact, I slide myself inside her warmth, taking it slow because even though I’ve been inside her several times, she still needs to adjust to me, and fuck, is it amazing. She’s still pulsing from her orgasm, the slightest contractions barely squeezing my cock.
I lower to my forearms and gently push her hair back as I settle inside her.
“You take my goddamn breath away,” I say, observing the swell of her lips and the headiness in her eyes. “Nothing will ever be better than this feeling I get when I’m with you. Inside you.” I lightly thrust, listening to the addicting sigh that slips past her lips. “I want this to last forever.”
Her eyes sparkle.
Her hands wrap around my neck.
And she pulls me down to her mouth, where she makes out with me, letting her tongue slide against mine and tangle with it.
I let my hands travel all over her body, feeling her soft, warm skin.
Dragging over her sides.
Her breasts.
Her thighs.
I commit her curves to memory. I revel in the feel of her beneath me. And I vow at this moment to always protect her. To keep her close to me. To make sure I never fuck this up and to be the man she deserves.
Because today, she showed me the kind of woman she is, the kind of woman I don’t deserve. But I will steal her from the rest of the world because that’s how damn selfish I am.
“Fuck,” she says as she pulls away, her back arching. “I need…more.”
“Anything you want,” I whisper, then kiss down her neck, nibblingmy way to her collarbone as I start to move in and out of her. The friction immediately pulls the muscles in my body to tense into my core.
I bite across her skin, marking her as mine.
I thrust into her powerfully, claiming her cunt.
And I whisper her name, reminding her who she belongs to.
“More,” she says, her fingers digging into my shoulder.
But I want to keep it slow.
I want to make love to her.
I want her to fucking remember this day.
But from the tug on my hair and her fingernails biting into my skin, I know I have to give her what she wants because that’s what I swore I would do. So I sit up on my knees, then take her legs, straighten them, and hold them in front of me in a V position. I nestle right up against her, garnering a deeper connection. I grip her legs, just above her ankles, and start thrusting my hips, driving farther inside her and hitting that glorious spot that makes her squeeze around me involuntarily.
“Oh…fuck!” she shouts, her hands falling to her breasts. “Yes, Graydon. Right there, oh my God, baby. Please…more.”
I grunt from her response, my body starting to sweat as I drive into her. My skin tingles with awareness, and my legs start to go numb as my climax tugs on my spine.
“Fuck, beautiful. I’m…I’m close.”
“Same.” She bites down on her lower lip, her eyes squeeze shut, and she moans, her body right on the edge.
“Look at me,” I say. “Eyes on me, beautiful, when you come.”
Her eyes shoot open, her mouth parts, and her body tenses just as she shouts, “Graydon…fuck!”
And then she unravels, her gaze on me the entire time, and that’s all it takes to put me over the edge.
