บท 121: Worth it

[smut alert; don't read if uncomfortable]

I always hated sitting or laying on hard surfaces while being involved in sexual activities, because it was so uncomfortable that you end up waiting for it to finish as soon as possible. After all, then your back and your neck hurt more than the pleasure you're dimmed in.

But with Cameron, every pain was endurable and nothing compared to how great it was fitting our bodies together and having him inside me.

His hands were set on the table's edges, giving it a jolt as he slid slightly backward to thrust again.

My nails still dug in his skin, creating a red slight spot over his shoulders.

My breath hitched even more as his gaze leered through my body, I could feel him undressing me with his gaze. I laid naked in front of him even if I was still wearing clothing, naked of fears, of rules, of names to identify our story and of trust issues.