and suddenly she found herself on top of him, her legs on either side of his hips, looking down at his naughty grin. "Let's do it this way."
Oh. She wasn't sure about this. On top like this, he could see all her body's flaws—the roll at her middle, her less than perfectly perky breasts—
"Layla." His grin had vanished. His expression was serious. "Stop thinking." He rocked his hips upward, the base of his cock nudging against her clit. "Just feel ."
He nudged her again. Oh . She felt that.
Cam was right. He was here with her because he wanted to be. She'd only spoil the moment if she let her insecurities get the best of her.
She smiled down at him and grasped his cock, loving the feel of velvety skin over hard steel. "No more thinking."
He hissed as she jacked him slowly. "All right. Grab a rubber, baby."
She took one of the packets he'd placed on the nightstand and tore it open. Together they rolled the latex down his shaft.
Holding her by the hips, he lifted her as she guided his cock toward her entrance. "Put me inside."
She did, easing him in slowly, assisted by the lubricant on the condom and her own slickness. She took her time. He was big, and it had been a while…
"That's right," Cam murmured. "Keep going, baby. Feels so good."
No lie. It felt so, so good. The stretch, the fullness as she sank onto him bit by bit. She sighed when he was all the way in, moved experimentally. Cam sucked in a breath and spoke through his teeth. "Go for it. Ride me."
Layla moved awkwardly at first, using her thigh muscles to raise and then lower herself on him. It didn't take long for her to get into a rhythm. Cam helped out, thrusting up to plunge into her each time she stroked down, giving a little bump to her clit. Each time her clit buffed the coarse hair near the base of his cock, white sparks crackled through her. Their gasps and sighs, the slap of their bodies against each other, and Cam's guttural encouragement all heightened Layla's simmering excitement.
She gripped Cam's shoulders to keep her balance, loving his strength. His hands moved from her waist to her ass and up her back, sliding over her sweat-slicked skin as though he couldn't get enough of her. "Yeah, come on, baby. Like that. Just like that," he growled as she quickened her pace.
Her breasts swung free near his face. When Cam took a straining nipple between his lips and sucked hard, that was all it took to nudge Layla over the cliff and into climax. The whole world turned black as the pulsations rippled out from her core to her fingers and toes. Watching her come set something off in Cam, too. He arched his neck, drew his lips back from his teeth, and hammered into her until he stiffened and groaned.
She floated as softly as a cloud down from her peak, with him still holding her. When she opened her eyes to gaze down at him, his mouth was curved into a small, mischievous smile. She smiled back and climbed off him, rolling to her side. Cam turned toward her, tossing his arm around her waist.
"That was great."
"Yeah." She sighed, feeling sleepy and thoroughly relaxed. "Thank you."
"Thank you ." He snugged up against her, his front to her back, and nuzzled the crook of her neck. Layla squirmed and stifled a giggle.
She drowsed just a bit, luxuriating in the aftermath of her mind-blowing orgasm. This part, too, just cuddling with him, was awesome.
He had real game in the bedroom. And he was such a nice guy. She still had a hard time believing he'd been with her after he had an offer from Jessi…
His whisper tickled the back of her neck. "Where's the bathroom?"
"End of the hall."
The mattress shifted as he climbed out of bed. She heard his bare feet pad out of the room. Layla let her mind wander, visualizing him slipping back into bed beside her, the two of them snuggling. Sleeping a little, then getting busy a second and maybe a third time. Waking up together for some morning sex before going out to breakfast, spending the day together…
She