Page 86 of Midnight Mooring

“Forde.” She gasped as I pressed my chest to her back so her breasts flattened against the cool glass. “Oh.”

I recognized that Oh.

I nudged my dick into her arse and flexed my hips, making her gasp. “No one can see us … but imagine if they could.” I jerked her hips back toward me and Cameron reached out to press her hands to the window for stability.

“Forde …”

I gently nudged her ankles apart, spreading her open for me, and then I guided my dick between her thighs. The heat of her pussy made me groan as I pressed my chest harder into her back, bent my knees and thrust up into her.

Bare.

Fuck.

She was so hot, so wet, so tight.

Perfection wrapped around me.

“Oh!” Cameron’s fingers curled on the glass as she turned her cheek into it.

A fierce wildness always tried to take over when I was with her. I felt almost out of control when it came to sex with Cameron. Greedy and possessive. Like I could fuck or make love to this woman a million times and it would never be enough. It took digging deep into a well of control to force myself not to just fuck her until we both went blind from coming.

Instead, my retreat from her pussy was slow, torturous for us both. I laid a hand above her head on the glass as I gripped her hip with my other and I pumped slowly back into her.

“Forde,” she whimpered, her breath clouding the glass in front of her.

I brushed my lips over her ear, my chest heaving against her back. “You’re so fucking sexy.” My voice was gruff with need. “People would pay to watch me fuck you. Imagine if they could see this. How hard, how wet you’d make them.” She whimpered again, and I felt her inner muscles clamp hard around me in a throb of pleasure. I loved how needy Cameron got when I talked dirty to her. I planned to do it more in the future in the most inappropriate places.

I pushed back up into her with a slow glide. “Fuck,” I breathed into her ear. “But it would kill me if they saw you like this, baby. This is just for me.” I coasted my hand up her stomach to grip her breast. My balls tightened at the plush feel of her, her hard nipple pebbling against my thumb. “Only I get to see you desperate and soaked. Greedy for my dick.”

She nodded, whimpering. “It’s never … it’s never been like this.” She turned ever so slightly to meet my gaze through hooded eyes. “With anyone but you. Only you. Always you.”

Just like that my control snapped.

I gripped her chin, crushing my lips over hers, fucking her mouth with my tongue as my dick fucked into her harder. And then we were breaking apart for breath, both my hands braced on the glass as Cameron jerked her hips back out toward me and we fucked furious and hard.

I gritted my teeth against coming, even as the ecstasy of my building orgasm zinged through my limbs.

There were no words, just the slap of my hips off her luscious arse as the thick drag of my dick in her tight heat spun us toward breaking.

It was pure relief when Cameron screamed between clenched teeth as her pussy clamped hard around me in pulsing waves that milked me to climax. I shook and shuddered, gripping her hips as I emptied inside her, my dick throbbing almost painfully as I came.

I tried to catch my breath as I rested my head against her damp neck.

Eventually, I murmured, “Every … every time I think it can’t get any better … You blow my fucking mind.”

Cameron chuckled huskily as she ground back against me with a moan. “Tell me about it.”

After a few seconds of gathering ourselves, I pulled out of her and felt between her legs. She was wet with my cum.

My dick twitched. “You are better than Viagra, woman.”

Cameron pushed away from the glass, turning to face me as she stretched out her neck from the awkward but deeply satisfying position we’d just been in. “Have you taken Viagra?”

“No,” I huffed indignantly. “But I imagine your pussy is the equivalent.”

She leaned in to press a sweet, soft kiss to my mouth. “You say the most romantic things.”

I laughed, smacking her arse. “You love it.”