Cameron's Control (Novella #1): The Enthrall Sessions (Volume 4)

Cameron's Control (Novella #1): The Enthrall Sessions (Volume 4) Read Free

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Author: Vanessa Fewings
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was against my front and I clasped her hands behind her. With her wrists secured tightly in my left hand, I reached around with my right and found her clit and gave it the play it deserved, the pleasure she yearned for, until she pleaded for release.
    I leaned back against that dresser and, like a mad man, went with her into this frenzy, bringing her down on me sharply, filling her completely, stretching her, feeling her tautness. Mia’s thighs were spread wide over mine, providing continued access to her sex while my fingers strummed their perfect rhythm.
    My other hand took possession of her breasts, tweaking her nipples into elongated buds—pert and firm, full of want.
    Our fucking grew more frenzied.
    As though we didn’t believe we were here. During those many nights spent apart, I woke with her name on my tongue and my body rigid and ready to claim her, as though she slept beside me. Where she had always been destined to be.
    So many restless nights of missing her.
    Wrapping my arm around her waist, I increased our pace and brought her down hard on me, burying deep, and with each thrust deeper still, until her thighs trembled and her breaths were ragged, and her spasms carried her fast toward bliss.
    Blood roared through my ears. I was too delirious to care about anything but her, too enraptured with the sound of her cries, her gasps. My fingers brought her over as her head fell back against my chest and she surrendered completely, her sex gripping my firmness, owning me too.
    Filling her with warmth, I came hard. All thoughts scattered as time and place dissolved from awareness and all I knew was her.
    Mia trembled in my arms.
    I rocked into her gently, still buried deep, savoring her small cries as I brought her over again.
    And again.
    My fingers explored, worshiping every inch of her, wanting nothing more than to soothe with these endless caresses.
    Mia was finally mine.
    And I gave a silent prayer, promising to dedicate the rest of my life to protecting her and ensuring her happiness.
    We changed positions again, refusing to end this fucking. We lay, we stood, and I even took her while standing with Mia’s legs wrapped around my waist, until we eventually made it to the bed. Our tussling on the four-poster reflected how much we didn’t want to let go.
    Hours slipped by…
    Collapsing, we dozed off in each other’s arms.
    A deep sleep of peacefulness.
    I awoke to find Mia gone.
    I flung my legs over the edge of the bed as a well of panic filled my lungs. I went in search of her. This pit in my gut was too cruel to endure.  
    And there she was, in her bra and panties, standing in the kitchen, drinking from a tall glass of water.
    I’d forgotten how fond of breathing I was.
    She had a grip on me I didn’t think possible.
    “I was bringing you up one.” She pointed to the ice-filled glass on the counter.
    “You okay?”
    “Thirsty.” She beamed at me.
    Yet she was an unquenchable thirst.
    There was no way to tell her of the panic I’d felt waking up to find her gone. My heartbeat settled, and the dryness of my mouth soothed as I drank that water.
    We didn’t make it to the bedroom.
    I carried Mia into the living room and threw her upon the sofa and ripped off her bra and panties and then buried my face between her thighs.
    She shuddered against me and I exulted with how quickly she responded to my tongue lavishing affection, flicking the delicate clit, tasting her perfection, her wetness, an unmatched intimacy.
    Desire willed me on to take her quick and hard. Indeed, punish her for making me feel this way—
    Ruined by her.
    It felt like drowning, and I went under willingly, my heart soaring with every second of being close to her again.
    I couldn’t recall ever coming so many times in such a short space of time. My cock rose minutes after each climax, as though addicted.
    With her hand in mine, I led Mia into the bathroom, letting go only long enough to run a bath for her. I guided Mia into it and

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