I'm Not One of Them

I Want This.

Wrapping both of his arms around me, his lips moved in sync with mine as everything around us came to a halt, the only sound heard was our breathing.

Trailing his lips across my cheek and down to my jaw, he sucked gently before backing away.

Laying each of his hands on either side of me, he stared deeply into my eyes, almost hypnotizing me with his own. Leaning down, he nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck where he began plastering feverish kisses, traveling across my neck to the other side where he continued his magic there.

Squeezing his shoulders, I gasped as his tongue pressed against my burning skin from the intensity built between us.

Traveling his hands so that they fell to my hips, he clutched onto them, keeping me in place as he moved back up to my lips, giving me a sweet kiss before backing up a bit. Holding onto the hem of the shirt he let me wear, he looked at me, waiting for confirmation to take it off.

Biting my lip, I didn’t hesitate before nodding.

Pulling the fabric of his shirt up, my stomach exposed itself to his eyes before my chest was brought to view, my arms flying upwards as he slid the shirt off and threw it across the room. 

Soon enough my back fell against the softness of his bed again, his body crashing against mine though he held his weight up so that he didn’t completely cut off my use of oxygen.

Licking and sucking on my neck once more, he began moving down to the valley between my breasts, my fingers raking themselves into his head full of hair, pulling violently as various moans escaped from my lips.

Kissing down my stomach, I looked down at him; his eyes locked with mine as he stopped just near the band of my panties.

Grabbing hold of them, he slowly slid them down and brought himself back up to look down at me. Brushing his fingers against my cheek, he licked his lips. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop if we continue Wren…” Cam whispered against my lips, his knuckles caressing the skin on my shoulder, knowing exactly what we were doing and where it was headed.

“Maybe I don’t want you to stop.” I whispered back, cupping the side of his face into the palm of my hand.

Groaning, Cam squeezed his eyes close tight. “Are you sure about this, love?”

“Yes.” I replied, breathlessly.

Waiting a few seconds in case I’d back down, he took my reply as his final answer as he re-latched his lips to mine, our kiss growing heated with each passing second.

Pulling on the waste band of his boxers, I was about to slide them down when Cam grabbed my hands, kissing my sweetly and laying them up and over my head, one of his hands holding them in place as his other brought his boxers down to his ankles and kicked them off to the floor.

Moving onto my bra next, Cam slid his hand around to my back where he skimmed against it as it fell limp against my shoulders. Dragging the straps down the length of my arms, he tossed it aside, a look of pure want brewing within his orbs.

“You’re going to love this sweetheart.” He murmured into my ear before he leaned down and overlapped my neck with his lips.

Gasping, I arched my back, a moan escaping from my lips as I closed my eyes tightly, and the feeling unbearable. “Cameron…” I mumbled.

Sucking on my neck, he let go of my hands to caress my breast before moving his magical lips to move against my jaw.

Cameron positioned himself in between my legs, holding him above me while scanning over my face with his eyes. “You ready?” He whispered. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” He conveyed, making sure of my decision but I knew this was the right thing to do.

Leaning up, I kissed him. “I want this.”

As the night grew on, our bodies tangled with the sheets, our legs laced together as Cameron continued making love to me. Each kiss memorable, each thrust both rough yet gentle as to not hurt me, his fingers stroking the skin of my legs and arms while his lips found every part of my body.

Sitting in an upright position, Cam brushed the hair that was sprawled down my right shoulder away as he kissed it, moving along to my neck as he trailed across to my left shoulder, his lips like a feather against my skin.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured softly to me.

I bit my lip, throwing my head back as he began sucking on my neck, marking me for the third time, his teeth grazing my skin gently as he took every opportunity he had to make sure I felt amazing and wanted. 

Grabbing my face into his hands, he pulled me up, kissing me hotly before pulling away and then kissing my nose and forehead, soon traveling to each of my eyes, placing a whisper of a kiss on each before we both moved down to a laying position, his body resting on top of mine.

As time passed, the both of us grew tired and with one last thrust, Cam let out a growl as he rolled off of me and pecked my lips.

Gasping, I moaned softly as Cameron laid himself beside me, his arm instinctively falling around my shoulders, pulling me closer to him. Kissing the side of my head, he laid down next to me. “I love you.” He whispered.

“I love you too.” I kissed his chest as I laid my head down on top of it, my hand resting on his stomach.