Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 81426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Then…then he pulled his fingers free, went behind my balls, and I tensed up.
“Just touch,” Cam said before swirling his tongue around my glans. “Can I touch your hole, Beautiful?”
I was pretty sure my bones melted then. I didn’t know what it was about him or how he spoke to me, but I was positive I would give him anything.
I nodded, and he sucked my cock again before rubbing my asshole with his wet fingers. It was…weird at first. He rubbed it, then tapped it, before massaging it again. And fuck…it felt good, like all these little nerve endings were pulsing and throbbing and needing more.
I moved against him, felt my vision blur. The sensation of his mouth on my dick and his fingers on my asshole had me bucking my hips, lost in this pleasure I’d never ventured into.
I cried out when Cam pulled away from me, off me, wanting him back, wanting to tumble into an orgasm with him.
“Do you have lube?” he asked.
“No. What are you gonna do?”
“You’re going to jack us off together, and we’re both going to come all over you. Lotion?”
My body jerked as though shocked. Fuck, I wanted that. It sounded hot as hell. “Nightstand drawer.”
“Ooh, someone’s a naughty boy. You rub one out and think of me?”
“Maybe.”
“Tease.”
Cam grabbed the lotion and squirted some in my hand. Then he pushed me up, so I rolled and lay in the center of the bed. He held himself over me, hands on the bed. “Lube us up. Wrap your hand around both our cocks together,” he instructed, and I did so.
He was so hard, veinier than me, and damned if I didn’t like the feel of his dick in my grasp. “Make us come,” Cam said, thrusting into my hold, and ooh fuck, a tremble ran the length of my body.
“Oh God…fuck, that’s good.” Two dicks together was a-fucking-mazing.
Camden fucked my hands as I jerked us off, our cocks rubbing against each other. My balls were already full, so damn tight, I wasn’t sure how I was holding back.
My eyes locked on him, and he bit his lip. His neck was corded and tight as he fucked me…no, he wasn’t fucking me, but it was almost like he was. Did I want Cam to fuck me? It had been a fleeting thought before, but now it was there again, pushing at my consciousness.
“You’re so goddamned sexy, and as fun as this is, I’m gonna need you to come before I blow my load ahead of you.”
I didn’t know why that made me chuckle, but then he leaned in, took my mouth, our bodies skin to skin, sweaty and needy, and my load shot from my balls up through my cock, come splattering on my chest. The second I did, I felt Cam tense. He groaned, and my eyes couldn’t move away from his dick as I watched him unload, spilling all over me, his come mixing with mine, before he fell on top of me and kissed me sweetly.
“Tell me that was okay?”
It was such a Camden Burke thing to say—making sure the other person was okay. He was so quietly noble, I thought sometimes it went unnoticed.
I smiled into his neck. “That was everything.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Camden
But then…then when we were apart, when I wasn’t with you, there was no forgetting. ~ Letter from Henry
“Should we get cleaned up?” Jude asked after we’d been lying there for a few minutes.
“No, we absolutely should not get cleaned up. I’m offended you asked. I wanna smell me on you all night and wanna be sticky with your come and sweat. That too much for you?”
“You’re not debauching me, Cam. I’m not a prudish virgin.”
“You’re a little prudish,” I teased. “When I asked you to go home with me and Melinda, if you’d have been wearing pearls, you would have clutched them.” I rolled off him and onto my back.
“Maybe I just didn’t want to share you,” he admitted, and well, yeah, I obviously liked that. A thrum of excitement flittered inside me.
“I like the sound of that, Fake Boyfriend.”
Jude rolled over onto his side and looked down at me. He stole my damn breath with how beautiful he was. I truly never stood a chance against him. I made it out like it was a joke all this time, but there had always been something about him that got beneath my skin, like I felt him there, deep inside me, from the start.
“Were you scared? Your first time with a guy?” he asked.
“Scared? No. Nervous, of course. But I knew it was something I was curious about, and I also knew Sawyer was gay, and strangely, that helped.”
“You’re not afraid of anything, I don’t think.” Jude reached out, set his hand on my chest, and brushed his thumb over one of my nipples. Damn if the sweet contact didn’t send a jolt through me.