Penny Takes the Stage

Chapter 19: The Second Inning

Cameron tried not to fall on top of Penny, tried to fall next to her so he didn't rest his full weight on her, but it was nearly impossible, because he was out of breath and suddenly exhausted. He felt like he'd run a marathon, then sprinted up a hill.

"God, I'm sorry, I must be so heavy," he gasped, even as he relished collapsing into her soft and pleasantly moist body. She smelled incredible, too, an amazing mixture of perfume, powder, woman, and just Penelope.

"No, I like it, please," Penny insisted, pulling him into herself and wrapping him up in her arms. She turned them so they were facing each other, on their sides.

Cam smiled at her, delighted to be this close to a hugely smiling Penelope. "My god, you look incredible," he told her, still panting for breath. "I don't think I've ever seen you look so beautiful. And that was amazing. I've never gone bareback before, I can see why it's so popular."

She, too, was breathing rapidly, her breasts brushing against his chest every time she took a breath. She was flushed, lips dark red and parted, eyes wide, pupils still dark and blown. She leaned in and kissed Cam, a smacking noise that was loud in the bedroom. "I'm really, really happy, Cameron," she announced to him. "I'm so happy I might start to cry again, which is really embarrassing for me, because I don't usually cry this much, I want you to know."

"Why do you feel like crying?" he asked, honestly curious.

Penny shrugged. "We were so close it was like we were one person, you know?" she said, suddenly serious, her smile gone. She touched Cam's face. "You were inside my body, and it was incredible, like you could see through me or something." Sure enough, a tear fell from her eye and streaked toward the pillow.

Cam nodded. "And that's what it should be like, every time," he whispered, grasping her hand and kissing the palm. "Every time, dear, dear Penguin." He kissed her, softly at first, then with more passion, turning so he was pressing her head into the pillow. "I'm sorry it wasn't so up to now, but I mean make it true from now on, okay?"

He kissed her again and again, wrapping his arms around her as he found a more comfortable position. He gently stroked her soft body, loving how lush it was, how it had no bony protrusions or angular spots.

"I love your body, and I love your face," he murmured. "And I love your voice. I love your gentle spirit, and your kind, giving heart, and your sharp mind." He kissed her again, moaning comfortably. "And I love you, all of you, Penelope Patrick, you hear me?"

Penny's eyes flew open at hearing the magic words, the words everyone longs to hear. She looked up to see Cameron's gorgeous face looking down at her, eyes serious, slight hint of a smile hovering about his mouth.

"I love you, Cameron Aldobrandeschi," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck and lunging up to kiss him as she locked her legs around his hips. "I love everything about you, too. You're beautiful in every way, and I wouldn't change anything about you, even if I could."

She flexed her hips into him, and tightened herself around him, so that he began to get hard again without ever having left her body. Without the condom between them. He could feel everything so much more; the warmth of her body, the slick wetness of her, everything just felt wetter and more magnified.

"Now love me again, Cam, love me," she murmured, lying back on the bed and arching her back into him as she smiled.

Her words, the way she said them, coupled with the look on her face and her posture, were enough to make him excited all over again, and he could feel himself starting to pulse again deep inside Penny's body.

She squeezed again, and bore down on him, hard.

"Oh, fuck, that feels good," he moaned leaning forward to rest his cheek against her shoulder. "Jesus, I'm going to lose control if you keep-- doing--doing--"