FORCE: Alpha Badboy MMA Romance (13 page)

He settled back down, kissing back and forth until his hands couldn’t wait, and they found the button of her jeans. He felt her belly tense, but she would just have to get over it because this was on.

Cameron filled with a cataclysmic level of lust and need that he’d never felt before. Every inch of her was better than the one before, each soft valley and indent calling for him to taste her, to lick her, and touch her until she gasped and begged for him to stop.

The only thing distracting him was the discomfort of his boy banging on the front of his pants and screaming to be set free. He could see her eyes taking quick sidelong glances downward and it was sweet how she didn’t want to stare.

“Come here, give me your hand. Here—” He pulled her to sit up and pressed her hand firm on the mid-length of his swelling meat.

He watched her eyes widen as he leaned into her hand, the muscles in his chest tightening and twitching as he felt the first touch of her hand on his cock.

Cameron couldn’t help his own low moan that came from deep in his chest.

“That’s all you, Vic. And right now, it fucking hurts like hell being locked inside these jeans staring down at you like this. Take me out.”

Her fingers moved with more enthusiasm than Cameron anticipated, working the button and popping it open within a couple seconds. She wanted more and Cameron could feel each movement on the outside of his pants like diamonds on glass.

The tension was making him crazy sensitive; he took a deep breath as he watched her work the zipper down over the tight swollen protrusion inside his jeans. He knew as sure as his next breath was coming that this girl was going to be his undoing.

“Slow baby.” She looked up at him and bit down on the inside of her lip and he felt the pre-cum soaking the inside of his boxers.

Victoria moved like she was caught in some slow motion spell, lowering the zipper one tooth at a time until Cameron thought he was losing his mind.

Jesus, I want to beat my chest like a damn ape. I can’t tell her to hurry the fuck up, but Jesus, I’m dying up here. The slower she goes the harder I get. I may just cover her face in a hot white spray if she doesn’t step up the pace, Jesus, please, give me strength.

She was breathing deep. Cameron watched her hands, then moved to see the beauty of her chest rising and falling. If she felt this good just working his zipper lower, Cameron had a very real fear of what would happen when they really got busy.

He couldn’t recall a memory of anyone dying from something feeling too good, but if it was going to happen, this would be it.

His cock was radiating like a damn coal fired furnace as Victoria got the zipper down and spread the fabric to see the top of Cameron’s leaking monster jump up and out of the elastic of his navy blue plaid boxers. Every cell in his mind and body waited for that first brush of her fingers on his swollen head. But, instead, she froze, her fingers hanging in the air just in front of his needy as fuck dick.

That pause felt like it lasted an hour, Cameron looked down to see a mask of something pass over her, then her eyes fluttered upward and he knew something was up.

“What’s wrong?” Cameron felt his voice catch.

She took in a little breath, then let it back out, her shoulders slumping down like she just endured some invisible defeat.

“Vic. Look at me.” Cameron commanded, his hand cupping her chin. “You’re killing me, but just tell me what’s wrong. You want to stop; we’ll stop. I may tear the fucking house down, but if you need to stop, just tell me now.
Right
now, because we are very fucking close to the point of no return.”

She flapped those lids and sucked in her lip and he felt another drop of pre-cum dribble over his painfully swollen helmet. If she needed this to stop, looking up at him like a babe in the woods was not helping things.

“I’m a virgin.” She blurted it out then her eyes and hands fell down to her lap.

What the fuck, Jesus Christ.

Cameron felt his head getting ready to pop off his shoulders.

No fucking way. Oh my God. Dude, what are you going to do with that little nugget?

The next thought that kept repeating itself inside his head like a warrior’s drumbeat was
‘Don’t fuck this up. Don’t fuck this up. Jesus fucking Christ, DON’T FUCK UP.’

After a single pump of his heart threw some blood on his oxygen starved brain, he managed to have a coherent thought.

The only two guys that ever got close to being her boyfriend had both ended up on the wrong end of Cameron’s fist and that was the last he knew of either of them.

But somewhere along the line, he imagined she would have lost it to some asshole in the back seat or in some moment of weakness after a few too many drinks.

“Fuck. Really? Vic — “

Two warriors were battling it out inside Cameron’s skull. One, the soldier, protector and blanket of safety; the other a raging lust filled lunatic doing invisible fist pumps in the damn air.

“I just wanted you to know.” Her words sounded like a child trying to be brave before an imminent spanking.

Well, yeah, I think that’s something worth sharing
, he thought.
She’s as green as a newborn foal dude, look at her eyes.

A firm slap was something Cameron hoped he would bring down on that luscious ass today, but with this new gem of information, taking her down that kink road might not be the best idea.

The thought of her ripe, red upturned ass over his knee was long the source of many jerk off sessions over the years, but that shit would have to wait.

Her eyes stuck to Cameron’s like a child waiting for approval and her hands dangled just on the other side of his boxers. The tip of his cock covered with clear fluid as he looked down to see her tongue reach out over her lips in anticipation of whatever came next.

Being gentle was not going to be fucking easy to say the least, but he wanted to be sure he made her cum until she couldn’t speak.

“Take me out, babe. Take me out and feel what you do to me.”

Her hands fluttered like nervous butterflies, but she moved them forward, hooking the tips of her fingers down in the strained elastic waist band.

He gave her a moment to take him in; he knew that look, but seeing it on her face was completely different. It was somewhere between horror and ‘oh my God I just won the lottery’, but for a virgin, he knew his size was intimating in a way he couldn’t probably understand.

“Oh my God…” She whispered as her hands spread the slick clear liquid down the engorged head, and Cameron drew in a volatile breath and leaned his head back reveling in the infinity of the moment.

If time stopped right this second, Cameron knew he would die happy. Sure, he wanted more, so much more, but to see the look in her eyes, and feel of her sweet fingers clutching onto him with wonder and lust was almost more than he could take.

With another deep breath, he talked himself down; trying to ensure his boy wasn’t about to spray all over her hand after one stroke.

“Like this?” She clasped her fingers around the thickness and began to pump like a pro.

“God, yes, like that—” Cameron drew in a deep breath as his lips fell open.

She was exploring him, her eyes intent on the beast size cock that she held in her hand. Her fingers danced over the head, felt the defined edge of the swollen rim before following a thick, pulsing vein downward until she swooped her hand down inside his pants to give his balls a gentle squeeze.

“Fuck…” Cameron moaned.

Victoria’s eyes stayed locked onto his cock in wonder and fascination. Cameron could tell this was the first time she had actually discovered a man like this.

He didn’t want to think about that shit.. Even if she had ever put her hands on a cock before, that shit needed to stay as far away from his brain as possible.

But, that look in her eye told him he would have the honor of teaching her exactly how to please a man, and she would learn all the ways he planned on pleasing her.

Just when Cameron knew he had to take her hand away, or she was going to end up covered in steaming hot white lava, she leaned forward, and her tongue reached out to make first contact.

“Wait —
Holy fuck
…” Cameron could not remember anything in his life as difficult as pulling himself backward from her lips, her eyes wide with that look of doubt.

“Did I do something wrong?” That insecurity reared its ugly head and immediately her arms moved to clutch around her waist.

“Stop that.” First things first, Cameron grabbed her arms and opened her back up, then pressed her to lay back on the bed, pulling her arms above her head. “Stay just like that and NO, you didn’t do any fucking thing wrong. Your mouth will do its job soon enough. Right now, I want this to be about you.”

16

Cameron savored the taste of her mouth, licking inside until her tongue returned the favor. The only thought in his mind right now and was laying his eyes, his fingers and his tongue on the sweet heat between her legs.

Licking and kissing down between those incredible tits, he paused for a moment and nipped at one, then the other, leaving her yelping and watching the red bite marks rose on her alabaster skin.

That desire to bite and leave his mark was new, but with her, it was instinct and she needed to get used to it because he intended to leave his marks all over her for the world to see. Sure, she was going to fight him if he decided to welt her somewhere she couldn’t cover up with clothes, but he didn’t give a shit.

If she was his before, after what was about to happen, she had no clue exactly how bound together they were going to become. Cameron could feel something rising up inside of him, a primal, guttural urge to tear at her with his teeth.

His hands shook as he got to the button on her jeans, taking long deep breaths to try to assuage the wolf that was quickly coming to the surface to claim his mate.

“Lift up.” He ordered without looking up.

Her belly shook as his fingers hitched into her belt loops, and he tugged her jeans down to her ankles leaving a crazy innocent pair of white lacy panties in place.

Jesus, she is trying to fucking kill me I know it. God fucking damn, I can smell her, she’s juicing, and I am going to have to hold back like a monk on a fast otherwise I just may kill her the first time out.

There was nothing he wanted more than to tear off the last of the fabric that kept her heaven concealed, then sink down into her with every inch of his boy and send her screaming and crying into consummation. But, it was
her,
and he waited too fucking long to speed through this shit.

Cameron held onto every intention of tasting each morsel of her until she creamed three or four times before he finally let himself go. He was well aware of how much his cock was going to tear her, and he wanted to be sure she was good and primed before he took the plunge. Mitigating the damage was a primary concern.

He breathed deep her candy sweet, musky scent as he flung off her canvas slip on shoes and swooped her jeans off the bottoms of her feet and onto the floor.

It was the first time he could remember not giving a shit that there were unfolded clothes in a pile in his room. His brain wasn’t working his usual routine, and he was sure she was going to continue to change a lot of his old habits and leave him wondering what tornado just blew through town.

The only thing left between his mouth and heaven were those barely there white panties, but they looked too good just to dismiss. Cameron kissed his way up the inside of her calf, taking nips every few inches just to hear her gasp and yelp. Her noises made his dick harder than pressed metal.

She was whispering some ‘Oh God’s’ and her legs began to quiver under his tongue. Cameron landed on that thin swipe of fabric covering heaven and licked at her lips from the outside sending her belly into a convulsion. He wanted every inch of her simultaneously, having to take her one bit at a time felt impossible, like a warrior trying to fight a battle on too many fronts.

He sucked at the fabric, drawing her essence into his mouth as he felt her body becoming his.

Cameron reared up, looking into those round eyes wide with wonder. He couldn’t believe the perfection he saw. From this angle, the curve of her belly lead to the swell of those tempting tits and then to her stunning face. God, that face.

Her lips fell open, her eyes blinking and the way she was taking tiny, gasping breathes waiting for whatever came next couldn’t have been more breathtaking. Her curves carved their name in his dick and Cameron realized he was marked for life.

There was no getting around the pain that was coming for her, but he intended to be sure her juices were flowing all over his mouth and easing the way before he took that first glorious stroke inside what was the world’s most beautiful pussy.

“Jesus, I’m so nervous.” Her bottom lip shook, and it was like a knife in his heart.

“Why are you nervous babe? It’s me, for Christ’s sake; I would never do anything to hurt you. Now, I can’t promise this isn’t going to hurt, because it is, but—”

“No, it’s not that. I — I’m not sure, I just feel like everything is about to change. Nothing will be the same.” He saw the blood rise in her cheeks and his own heart beat so loud in his ears he barely heard her last few words.

“That’s exactly right. Everything is about to change, so hold on babygirl, because the ride is about to start.”

Cameron swooped the tight fabric that kept him from the glory underneath down over those lush hips and tangled them off her ankles and back onto the heap of other fabric that dotted the floor boards.

Cameron spread her thighs and took a long look at the things his dreams were made of for longer than he could remember. His dick lurched up even higher, if that was possible, taking its own look at the place it intended to spend the majority of its waking hours for the next 50 years.

“Jesus, you are so beautiful.” Cameron couldn’t believe when his voice caught.

Looking down at that pink beauty spread in front of him was a moment where time stopped and anything else that was going on in the world fell away. His hands moved lower from her knees, edging down until his fingertips just grazed her naked outer lips, gently opening her wider for his eyes.

Small fluttery breathing sounds were coming from her mouth, and the softness of her belly was moving with tiny waves of tension.

“I’ve imagined what you would taste like forever. You are more beautiful than I ever dreamed and my tongue is going to be taking care of this—” Cameron darted his eyes from her face down between her spread thighs “ — until you beg for mercy.”

Every tendon in his shoulders stood out as tension rose inside of him like an ancient volcano finally pushing upward into a fissure.

His cock was screaming orders at him like some perverted, fucked up drill sergeant, but Cameron had to rein it in the best he could. This was different, she was the banquet table, and he intended to feast.

She was already chirping as he lowered his face, he raised her knees high and opened her wide. His fingers worked spreading her outer labia then finally planting his tongue firmly and solidly down as low as he could reach in that spot just between her two openings.

Then, he stroked up, slowly, long and hard, taking a moment to flick where her body was already flowing out like a spring river onto his tongue. He kept his pressure steady and slow until he completed his first taste from ass to clit and Cameron closed his eyes, swallowing hard and letting the glorious flavor of her sweet liquid candy spread in his mouth.

His cock was pulsing with a pressure to release, and Cameron reached down to free himself of what remained of his clothes. He watched as Victoria’s eyes widened again, seeing the hulking meat that stood out and up in front of him to his belly, he knew that look of fear and he didn’t want to distract her from the pleasure she deserved.

“Don’t worry baby. I’ll take it as slow as you want when we get to that. Right now, I’m going to bury my face into you until you cover me with your cream and screams. I’m going to memorize your taste, so keep those hands up and just enjoy the ride.”

Cameron gave his cock a couple quick strokes just to try to calm the boy down. He wasn’t used to waiting, but there was a new damn game in town and he was going to have to learn the new rules.

His cock was trying to run the show, and sure, every other millisecond Cameron’s mind was flooded with thoughts of sinking down into her, the wet warmth clenching around him. He fought back the pressure and leaned back down, taking his time and licking up and down until he heard the purrs and mews start from above.

She flowed her sweet nectar onto his tongue as he swirled and sucked gently. Her body was beginning to shift, to move with his tongue strokes. He held back, taking a second to move back and nibble at her naked outer lips, slide his thumb over the hood of her clit and pull it back before centering his lips over her and sucking that sweet, hard nub.

The muscles in her thighs quivered like the ground in an earthquake, but the rest of her began to relax. He could feel the tightness leaving her body as she quickly got lost in the magic of Cameron’s talented tongue.

“God — oh my God…” Victoria’s voice broke, and her back arched.

The painful longing inside Cameron was beginning to wash away as he licked and swallowed every drop she wept over his tongue. Some said that anticipation was the best part of waiting, but he thought that was bullshit. The reality was so, so much better than the dream.

Her taste was more than delicious, it was other-worldly, like a piece of candy the flavor of lust and sex and love. If love had a taste, this would be it.

Cameron gorged himself; giving her clit another deep suck and her body squirmed under his face. He held her steady, she was close and he worked her clit, then lowered his face to plunge his tongue as deep into her luscious opening as he could reach.

He softly stabbed into her with his tongue while his fingers took ownership of her clit, pressing and grinding until he heard the most beautiful sound in the world.

“Ahhhhh -- ” Victoria screamed.

Her body began to shake and quiver into his mouth, a river of her juice flowed over his tongue and he held her, riding out each moment of the first of thousands of orgasms he intended to give her in her lifetime.

He ate her until the yelps and moans softened, her body relaxed, and her legs spread and the tension left her body.

Cameron lapped and drank in every drop of her glorious flavor before he rose like a phoenix and looked at the woman of his adolescent and adult dreams. He knew what he wanted to do, but instead, he took a long slow moment to gaze at the miracle of her beauty.

Victoria’s eyes were still at half-mast as Cameron stood, cock in hand looking down at her like she was the prize in a long and dangerous game of cat and mouse.

How many years had he waited? Too fucking long, he didn’t know how he’d survived so long without this. There existed no other women he would have ever waited a week for, let alone all these years.

But, no one else was
her
, and she was fucking worth the wait.

Every cell in his body tightened, screaming for him to just get inside her, to cement his claim of ownership. But, he used every ounce of his restraint, giving her a moment before he took her the next step.

He knew he would awaken something inside her, and they would dance this dance for years to come. There were other tricks up his sleeve, things he knew would bring his girl where she truly needed to be with him, but today was not the day for that kind of play.

Today, it was about sealing this deal, making sure she understood just what their lives would be like from here on out.

He kissed his way back up the softness of her belly; she moaned almost painfully thinking he was going to take her sensitive clit back in his mouth, but he knew better. She needed a moment, and he intended to explore some other uncharted territory before moving on.

He rolled her already hard, pink peaks between his fingers, feeling the softness of her orbs on his palms as he kissed and licked one nipple, then the other. He lost himself in the opulent spread of her body under his. His cock danced between her thighs, taking on a life of its own and like a heat seeking missile, flicked downward to catch just a drop of her sweet, clear juice on the tip.

Cameron let all the sensations of having her below him like this flow over him like a magic carpet. He felt the heat coming off her body, radiating upward and onto the hard, broad surface of his chest. The muscles in his forearms stood out and moved like tight waves as he held his body over hers.

“Look at me,” he ordered.

Victoria’s eyes opened and locked onto Cameron’s face. It felt like a hammer hit him in the chest as he saw one drop of salty clear liquid drip from the corner of her eye and down into her hair.

Cameron lowered one hand between their bodies, holding himself off to the side and brining one knee upward to rest his weight, pushing her legs apart as he adjusted.

His fingers found the slick heat as he watched her eyes. She started that quick, light breathing again and he knew she was close to being ready. He could tell it was hard for her to hold her arms up above her head, to not reach down and put them around his neck, but he wanted her like this. All his, to do with as he pleased. To worship her as she deserved.

He pushed up with one finger into her soaking entrance, sliding into what was a tighter fit that he had imagined sending a rocket of blood down into his cock and his balls tingled and jerked as he thought about seating himself inside such a small, tight place.

It was going to take a while for her body to adapt, but in time, she would take him inside her, balls to tip. She was soaking wet, running all over his fingers as he gently scooped with a curved finger inside, looking for that special spot he intended to memorize once he found it.

He kept their eyes locked as he finger fucked into her, her eyelids getting heavy again and then she jerked and swayed, her tits moving like melted butter and he knew he had hit the spot.