“My Ainsley,” Cameron whispered brokenly. Cameron grunted with it, and Ainsley’s pleasure rang through the room. Wild waves of climax rolled over Ainsley and lifted her into him. They rocked together, back and forth, Cameron moving faster now and then faster.įinally he was driving into her in desperation, their bodies slick together, the joining fierce. Nothing existed but the heat of Cameron’s skin against hers, his arousal spreading her wonderfully, his damp hair trickling water to her cheek. As always, he held himself back, muscles bunching as he took his weight on his fists. The wide bed was at her back, and Cameron’s warm, solid body was on top of hers. He was so big, but she loved the feeling of him inside her. She responded to his stark fear the only way she could, by loving him.Ĭameron moved slowly, the first thrust followed by another equally as slow. Ainsley couldn’t speak, the sensation of him stiff inside her robbing her of words.
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