Page 32 of His to Seduce
Then she’d crawled next to me and stopped complaining as I began threading my fingers down the length of her hair.
“The rain is stopping,” I told her, my arm wrapped around her lower back, holding her to my side. She was twisted on the bed, covered knees bent and propped over one of mine. We’d watched mindless television and eaten our weight in room service. “Anything you want to do today? Last day on the island?”
“Uh-uh,” she muttered, her voice sleepy, sounding like she was ready to take a nap. “I should go back to my bungalow and make sure I have everything packed.”
Of course she’d already be planning her departure.
“We could go off the resort and do some shopping.” It was the last thing I wanted to do, but girls liked that shit. I’d put up with it for a few hours if it meant Camden smiled at me and held my hand. Maybe danced on the street to a reggae band.
“Eh.”
I nudged my shoulder into her. “Sleepy? Need a nap?”
She tilted her head and looked up at me. The haze in her eyes made my breath catch, and my hand at her lower back tightened.
“You’re not tired.”
Her lips pressed into a shy grin. “No. I’m not.”
God, I loved this side of her. Where Camden always seemed before to be bold and confident when I saw her with her friends, her shyness in the bedroom was a total turn-on. Last night, when she’d admitted to never giving a blow job before, I’d almost busted a nut right then and there.
It was only beginning to dawn on me that she probably hadn’t had that many partners. In moments like this, when she looked up, desire clearly evident in her softened eyes and the way her hand began lightly trailing circles on my sheet-covered stomach, she was the most sexy.
I slid my hand from her back up to her shoulder, gently peeling down her robe until one of her breasts was exposed. The pink nipple was already hardened. It was rosy as the blush on her cheeks when I glided my finger over the curve of her breast, along the top, then around it, following the curve at the bottom, tracing a circle, narrowing until I brushed over her nipple.
“David,” she whispered, her breath already quickening.
God, she was so responsive. The lightest touch turned her on and it was a reminder to go slow…be gentle…despite my desire to fuck her until she screamed my name.
“Horny, Camden?” I flicked the edge of my finger over her nipple and she whimpered, pressing her hips forward. Beneath the robe, her legs began shifting, as if she had a weight between them that she needed to take care of. “Was that a yes? Have you been lying here so quiet and still because you want my dick inside you?”
Another soft sound from her lips. One that went straight to my dick.
“What do you want?” I asked. She pressed her face into the crook of my neck and shoulder, her breath hot on my skin. The quick move made her robe fall farther, exposing her to her waist. I reached down, pulling away from her breast, and untied her robe. I pushed back the soft, thick material until I saw her creamy, pinked stomach.
Damn.She really did blush everywhere. I loved it. Loved knowing I was the one that sent her flying into a tailspin with a few explicit words and a gentle touch.
“David.”
“Do you want my fingers? My mouth on your pussy? I bet you’re already wet, aren’t you?”
She shook her head, surprising me. Her fingers dug into the sheet covering my waist and she began pushing it down.
Pulling back, her expression was mixed with desire and excitement and nerves. I recognized the look quickly. It happened every time she touched me. Every time she realized she enjoyed me touching her.
“No,” she finally said, breathing out the word on a sigh. “I want to play with you.”
My dick jumped, all for that plan, and I covered her hand on my stomach with mine. “You sure?”
“You’re always on top.”
Camden riding me? That wild auburn hair flying all over? Her breasts bouncing close to my face? Hell, yes.
I pushed down the sheet and wrapped a hand around my hard dick, pumping slowly. Arching a brow, I gave her a challenging look and slid my other hand behind my head.
Hesitating briefly, Camden shrugged the rest of the robe off her other shoulder. It slipped down her back and she tossed it to the floor, her summons bravely masking her nerves. She threw a leg over my mine and straddled me, her hands on my pecs.
“Hey.” She grinned at me, her bottom lip sucked between her teeth.
