Chapitre 94: Painful love

When Cameron gave his word, he always respected it.

He thrust as fast as before but right when my moans reached the bottom of my throat and I felt my muscles clenching and my nerves calling his name, he slid out.

My stomach knotted with the familiar uneasy feeling of when you're enjoying way too much that activity.

He spun me down and lied me down on my stomach.

He massaged my buttocks energetically, slipping them open, and then he kissed my spot, rubbing with his tongue against it and pressing his face against my bottom.

I moaned against the pillow, tossed up against the mattress. 

He sank his fingers in me and moved them circularly in pleasuring torture. 

When my body was going to take over he grabbed my buttocks open and entered in me deeply making me scream in a painful satisfaction.