her head, taking in a breath of cool air.
“Just relax. That's part of why I gave you an orgasm. Breathe through the stinging and don't tense up. You'll love it. I promise. You've got an ass just made for spanking, Lily, so round and full.” One more caress of his palms over her skin, then Cam landed a swat dead center.
Pink and heat collided on her skin and sent shivers through him. He'd always loved a little light spanking play with his girlfriends, but Lily's ass… He landed a swat on the other cheek, and his cock hardened painfully.
The way her back arched in a graceful curve, the way her paleness immediately darkened with his handprint, the way her flesh quivered—he'd never been with anyone like her. “How many was that, Lily?”
“Two.”
Her voice was breathless, and he'd hardly gotten started. With a hand on the small of her back, Cam lifted his other one and in rapid succession spanked her cheeks with alternating blows. His palm hovered over her. The heat radiating off her flesh nearly undid him, and she moaned when he leaned down to lick at her tender skin. She parted her legs a few inches more, pushing her ass toward him. He wondered if she even realized she was doing it. The scent of her sex drifted up to him and when he lightly touched her pussy, grazed her with his fingers, her hips bucked, and she let out a keening cry.
He dropped his mouth to her and licked at her juices. She pressed down on his tongue and rode the tip until her body stiffened. He slipped it inside her just as the 3
spasms rocked her. Her muscles gripped his tongue as he ate at her core, suckling softly until she calmed.
Her thighs trembled against his head as he pulled back. Sliding his hands up her sides, he wrapped them around her waist and turned her over to crawl on top of her body and kiss her. Her legs automatically hugged his hips, her pelvis arched up, seeking his cock, and his cock happily obliged to be found. He was inside her in one swift motion, pounding her cunt without mercy. She clutched him, held him, kept her lips and eyes locked with his.
He'd never fucked so relentlessly before. The combination of the spanking and her sexual reaction to it, the taste of her orgasm on his tongue and the sharing of it with her, the feel of her slippery pussy on his bare cock all pushed him headfirst over the edge of his own bliss. He pulled out, coming on her belly, kissing her as his body jerked through release.
Yes, the woman was going to be the death of him.
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Chapter Four
Lily opened her eyes slowly and glanced over at the clock: barely six in the morning. She had no idea what time they'd finally gone to sleep, but she was wide awake and hungry for him again, and she thought about turning over and sneaking down between his legs to taste him, but the arm around her waist tightened. Cam was awake.
Part of her wanted to groan in mortification at the way she'd attacked him before they'd barely been inside his front door. Then at the wanton, shameless way she'd spread her legs for him, loved the spanking he'd given her. The other part of her wanted to roll over and crawl on top of his body and screw him until they both went back to sleep, too exhausted to move.
His lips nuzzled her neck, his teeth nipped at her ear, and her heart skipped a beat.
She lived a simple, uncomplicated, and organized life. It was how she functioned best.
And yet now she ached everywhere, was burning up from the inside out, and she longed for more. She wanted to be fucked into oblivion and then fucked again.
She wanted Cam Carter. She wanted everything about him, everything he was, everything he ever would be. She wanted the man who very few ever saw, who let his guard down with her and smiled easily, genuinely, whose very touch could be both gentle and arousingly rough, and his eyes… She couldn't get enough of his eyes.
She wanted difficult, complicated, and the wind blowing through her hair at two hundred miles per hour.
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