"That's it. Goddamn, Kara. That mouth." Cameron closed his eyes and groaned deeply. His lips parted, his neck falling back in reckless abandon. He felt thick and swollen and so hot on my tongue. I loved watching him take his pleasure from me and I loved to be the one giving it to him. There was nothing more savagely beautiful than Cameron right now. He moved deeper and I started to choke. Before I could do more, he was already slipping out, shifting down my body. But his taste only made me insatiable. Cameron straddled my hips, bending down to ravage my mouth, hands everywhere on my body. He pulled away, reached into the drawer of the bedside table and grabbed a condom, tearing the packaging with his teeth. I watched as he deftly put it on, rolled it down his impressive length. He wrapped a fist around himself, pumping his cock as his gaze focused between my legs. And when his eyes met mine, his filled with so much desire and longing my breath caught in my throat. "You're so fucking beautiful, Kara." He spread my legs wider, hooking them on his arms as he reached below my hips, slid my panties down my legs, and pulled me closer. I rocked against him when I felt how hard and hot he was. He stroked the sides of my neck with his palms, gliding down to squeeze my breasts, down my ribs, my belly, then gripped my thighs to keep me open for him. "You still wanna do this?" he asked. Suddenly I felt nervous. I had no idea where the feeling came from, but I knew my mind and my heart were made up. I wasn't going to change my mind, but... I lifted my arms, wrapped them around his neck and pulled him to me in a searing kiss. "Kara," he said softly. "I'm yours. If you'll have me. I'll always be." Everything inside me turned soft, needy. "Yes," I whispered. "Yes, Cameron." He kissed me softly on the lips, looking at me with so much intensity and longing my heart ached. Then he gripped his cock and slowly guided himself inside me. Just a little, just the tip, teasing my opening, pushing inside me but retrieving quickly. Shivers racked my body at the sensations. I squirmed, growled impatiently, wanting him to give me more. But still he kept feeding me only an inch of him, tormenting me. "Cameron!" He laughed, the sound soft and husky. "More?" "Yes!" He leaned forward, bending his arms on either side of my head as he hovered over me. And then he pushed inside me deeper. I made a mewling sound at the back of my throat. Cameron slid out, then slid inside me torturously slow. I closed my eyes, feeling a tear fall down my temple. It was so good, so fucking good. His mouth dipped to suck my bottom lip, his tongue licking inside my mouth. All the while he kept pumping inside me with the same languid strokes. He was gentle with me, but I could feel his hard body straining, feel the animalistic hunger inside him to start fucking. When he bent his head to suck on my nipple, trapped it between his teeth and tugged on it, I felt an intense throb shoot between my legs. Pleasure started to spread, and a feeling of urgency started from my thighs and bloomed everywhere in my body until I was driving my hips up against him, telling him with my body to hurry up, please, please, I want more. He leaned close to my ear and I could feel his warm breath, tickling me, when he growled, "Your pussy feels so fucking good." That drove me wild. I hooked my legs higher above his hips, pulling him closer to me as my hips pumped wildly. I felt him tremble, groaning as he let me go wild under him. I knew the moment when I had all of him. I felt swollen, stretched out, full, and there was a slight sharp sting, but I couldn't stop. I could tell how wet I was between my legs, how slick. I had lost control of my own body, driven by a desperate need that only he could fill. The edges of my vision went blurry. Pleasure was consuming, sliding like a drug in my veins, taking over everything until I was crying out, reaching my release. "Again," he said roughly. "Again, Kara." I was helpless not to give in. He was relentless, stoking the fire inside me until it started to burn again. His groans mixed with my moans. He slammed his cock into me over and over and I held on, riding him eagerly with my legs around his hips as he took from me and I gave to him. My climax hit me like a wave, and I kept falling, falling, clutching at him as his hips continued to pump. He was like a wild animal, beautiful and glorious. I heard him grunt, hands sliding down to grip my ass as he thrust inside me so deep and fast. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he growled. Cameron threw his head back, groaning, grinding into me, then he stilled. I felt him twitch inside me, his big, hard body straining. His head fell on my shoulder, sucking on my skin as his breaths evened out. "Ah, Kara." He collapsed on top of me, his heartbeat so fast I could feel it pounding against my own. But maybe that was mine. "Stay," he whispered in my ear. "Stay with me." "I'm here, Cam." I closed my eyes, savoring this moment. His scent that had mixed with my own was intoxicating, his weight on top of me. The feeling of being thoroughly loved by my man's body. I felt him kiss my hair before he pulled away, then curled against me, his long arms wrapping around my stomach. "Kara." "Yes?" But he didn't say anything. Instead his hold on me tightened possessively, as though he was afraid I'd disappear. I turned to face him. His eyes looked at me with so much warmth and tenderness my heart caught in my throat. "Thank you for coming back to me." "I'll always come back to you, Kara. Always." I leaned in to kiss his lips, and for a while we held each other. I pressed my cheek to his chest, listening to his heartbeat, listening to his breathing, comforted by it. "Cam?" He stroked my arm soothingly. "Hm?" "Can we do it again tomorrow?" His laugh was low and husky. "Yeah. Anytime you want, baby." "Cam?" "Yeah?" "Do you know what I think about when you're filthy from work and wearing a tool belt?" I could hear the laughter in his voice when he asked, "You gonna tell me?" "Better," I said, "Let me show you."