Operation: Tempt Me (21 page)

Taking his
thick cock into her hand, Cambrie squeezed while sliding her hand up and down
the huge shaft. This close she could study him, feeling a naughty side
awakening and wanting to learn every inch of Miller’s body. His cock was heavy
in her palm, the purple bulges of veins throbbed with her touch. The head
mushroomed and the slit already glistened with pre-cum. She licked her lips,
wanting that pearly white drop on her tongue, greedy for the taste of him.

“You’re
teasing the shit out of me, baby girl,” Miller exclaimed from above.

When she
glanced up, she caught him studying her, fascination written all over his face.
“Just admiring how thick and heavy your cock is, Miller.”

His head
slumped back with a growl.

Okay, maybe
she had tortured him enough. Leaning forward, she swiped her tongue across the
swollen head and licked at the pre-cum. The salty liquid bathed her tongue in
small droplets while she worked more of his cock into her mouth. She felt his
body stiffen and held her hand on his hard thigh to keep her balance.

Stroking his
cock up and down the steel length with her hand and mouth, she stole her hand
away to caress his balls.

“Christ,
Cambrie! You’re killing me. Christ.”

His body was
strung so tight and the thick muscles of his leg flexed where her free hand
roamed. His breathing, filled with sharp gasps, whispered through the air,
proof of how much she was driving him wild.

She didn’t
allow the exasperated tone to deter her. Determined to drive him even wilder,
she swallowed his cock to the back of her throat, taking the engorged muscle
fully into the warmth of her mouth. His hips flexed, pushing the head against the
back of her throat. Moans and groans filled the room along with the heady scent
of arousal, hers and his mixing together.

His hand ran
over the top of her head, fisting in the hair, allowing his dominance to
control the way she performed the blow job, holding her close or pulling her
back when intensity overwhelmed his cock. Sucking on the length of him filled
her with a power so intense that she shook. She held this man’s pleasure in her
hands and could hold him in the cusp of that bliss for as long as she desired.
She held his attention and no other woman. It was her name that he yelled, her
name heard after every moan from his throat. And it was her pleasure that he
always kept in mind.

Her mouth
released his cock to allow her tongue to swipe over the slit. His salty flavor
teased her taste buds and shot heat straight to her pussy, vibrating the butt
plug that remained nestled in her tight ass. With her mouth, she urged him to
explode on her tongue. She wanted to swallow his cum, suck the pleasure from him
until he was sated and happy.

“Cambrie.
Stop!” With his hand under her chin, he eased his cock from her mouth. “God.
Please. Baby, I want to come in your ass. Any more of this delicious mouth and
I’m a goner.”

Leaning over
her, he helped her onto her feet, placed a soft kiss to her forehead, and laid
her onto the bed on her belly. “Can I go bare-back in your ass or do you want
me to use a condom? I’m clean. We get tested every time we leave the States.”

“No condom. I
want to feel you.”

With a scoop
of his arm under her hips, she was on her knees. “Just removing the plug.”

When his
hands tugged at the toy in her ass, she gripped the bed sheet. The sensations
rioting throughout her body were too much to handle. Every inch of her body
begged for Miller’s touch, his kiss, his heat. Once the plug left her ass, the
emptiness seemed overwhelming. She had enjoyed the intrusion and the
naughtiness it offered.

She turned
her head to catch Miller lathering his cock with the lube. The sight made her
body hum like a burning ember. “Miller, hurry.” If she didn’t feel his hands on
her soon, she’d be reduced to begging.

When he
climbed onto the bed behind her, she reminded herself to stay relaxed. He had
prepped her body well and had taken good care of her up to now. There was no
reason he wouldn’t continue to keep her comfort and pleasure in mind.

The thick
head of his cock pressed through her tight rosette and stopped. The sensation
of taking his cock into her ass was so much different than the butt plug had
been. The heat from his erection warmed her anus, easing the tender muscles.
His pulsing thickness slid into her dark channel with a tender slowness that
drove her wild with desire.

“Oh, hell,
Cambrie. You’re tighter than I even imagined. Am I hurting you?” His fingers
gripped her sides, whether for possession or comfort, she didn’t care. It added
to her arousal knowing that he held her so firmly.

The genuine
concern in his voice touched her and swelled her heart with a feeling that made
her lightheaded and giddy. “No, Miller. I’m getting used to it. I…I like it.”

With his
hands still gripping her hips, he eased his cock deeper until he was fully
seated in her ass. He ceased movement and allowed her body to adjust to his
invasion.

“Oh,” she
gasped as the tightness gave way to a firestorm of intense yearnings. Feeling
the fullness of his cock in her ass, her body tingled with the need to feel him
moving in the tight channel. “Miller, fuck me. Now.” She craved his possession,
releasing the wanton woman hidden within her.

His growl
indicated that he had heard her loud and clear. But it was his hips that spoke
volumes as they pummeled into hers. The slow speed turned into a determined
one. Each thrust of his cock into her anus brushed across tender nerves and
sent shockwaves to her pussy, which throbbed in response. The slapping of his
hips against hers filled the air, competing with the noise from their heavy
breathing.

“So. Fucking.
Tight. Hell.” Miller said, sounding like his teeth were clenched.

“Please.
Miller. I need to come. Fuck me. Harder.”

He obliged
and slammed his cock into her ass over and over, crying out—curses, her name,
and many other inaudible words. She could barely pay attention to his words as
she clung to the bed to keep on her knees, the sheer power of his movements
almost flattened her to the mattress.

“Come with
me, Cambrie. Come with me now,” he yelled, his words caught on intense gasps.

When his hand
reached under their bodies to run a finger over her hard clit, a bolt of fire
shot through her pussy to her womb and then to her ass. “Miller! Yes! Yes!”

Her body
bucked like a bronco. Her head whipped around, her hair flew everywhere. Behind
her, Miller held his body against hers as his cock pulsed deep inside her ass,
filling her channel with his hot cum.

“Cambrie!”
His lone word echoed his lust.

With her body
on fire, Cambrie’s orgasm crashed over her like a runaway train. The sheer
force of the orgasm stole her breath and sent her in a spiraling free-fall,
floating through bright lights and flashes. Her pussy lips spasmed until she
thought she’d pass out.

Each
sensation reached her ass where Miller’s cock was buried deep, its thickness
rippling against the tightness of the forbidden canal. His fingers gripped her
side while the other hand worked its magic over her clit. Slow, steady circles
pressed into the aching nub, keeping merciless pressure that fueled the
orgasms. Another wave of pleasure tore through her body, stronger than the
first and more intense.

“Miller! Oh,
God. More.”

It shocked
Cambrie how much her body could endure and still want more. Miller’s hands
moved from her hips and clit to grasp her breasts, tweaking each nipple between
rough fingers. The slight pain fanned her desires more and kept her body
humming in a constant state of arousal even as her orgasms slowly died out.

Exhausted,
Cambrie sank forward onto the mattress as Miller withdrew his spent cock and
stepped off of the bed. Wishing she could catch her breath, she just lay there
with closed eyes and focused on easing her heart from its relentless pounding.
When a warm, wet cloth rubbed between her ass cheeks, she gasped.

Looking back,
she noticed Miller washing her ass and wasn’t ashamed to admit that it felt so
good. “What are you doing now, Miller?”

He glanced at
her then back at her ass. “Just taking care of my baby. You have the nicest
ass, Cambrie. God, you drive me wild.”

He
disappeared again before returning a few minutes later. Lifting her up, he
pulled the covers down and stripped her lingerie from her body.

“Love the
outfit, baby. But would much rather feel your soft skin against me while we
sleep,” he whispered before placing her on the bed, shutting off the light, and
scooting in beside her.

She really
craved sleep. Having her energy level sapped with world-altering sex was the
best sleep medicine she could think of. “Good night, Miller,” she said through
a sleepy yawn.

“Night,” he
replied, kissing the top of her head and pulling her into his tight embrace.
Sleeping with that strong arm wrapped around her, felt like a dream.

She didn’t
want it to end if it were.

Chapter
Fourteen

Cambrie
feared the house was on fire the way Miller bolted from the bed and grabbed the
cell phone out of his pants pocket.

“Miller,”
he yelled into the phone, ending the shrilling ring.

Cambrie
sat up, blinking the sleep from her eyes. Squinting in the light beaming from
the nightstand, she read the alarm clock. Two in the morning. Who could be
calling Miller at two in the morning?

Oh
no!

“Yes,
sir,” Miller said, disconnecting. “Sorry, Cambrie. My orders changed. I’ve got
to leave now.”

He
threw his clothes on while she sat in the middle of the bed, trying to
comprehend what she’d just heard. He was leaving right now?

“But,
I thought, well, you didn’t need to leave for a few more days,” she wondered,
slipping from the bed without a thought for her nakedness.

“That’s
the nature of my job. Things can change second to second.”

“Well,
where are they sending you?”

His
gaze caught hers. “I can’t tell you that.” He rushed from the room.

Cambrie
threw on a nightshirt and ran after him. He had his gym bag packed and shoved
his arms into his jacket. She didn’t know what to say. Shock settled deep into
her bones.

So
this is what it was like to have him stolen away in the middle of the night?
This abruptness was daunting.

She
bit her lip and stayed out of his way as he tightened the laces on his boots
and glanced around like he had forgotten something.

“Oh,
wait. I almost forgot to give you something,” Cambrie exclaimed and tore
through her briefcase.

“Hurry,
babe. I need every second to get back to base.” His cool tone didn’t hide the
anxiousness in his eyes. When she handed him a bundle of envelopes, he asked,
“What are these?”

“Letters
from our Teen Readers Group. Read them while you’re away. It’s just part of the
pen pal program for the library.”

“Okay,”
he shoved them into his bag, gripped her waist, and kissed her with a big
smacking sound on her lips. “I’ve got to run. I don’t know when I can call or
email. But I promise I will.” He brushed his knuckles over her cheek. “Talk
soon, Cam.”

With
those few short words, he shut the door behind him, leaving Cambrie stunned at
the speed of his departure. Boy, he sure didn’t lie when he said he would have
to leave at a moment’s notice.

She
placed her hands on her hips and stared at the front door. How dare he leave
her with just a quick kiss? Would it have killed him to take an extra second
for a decent good-bye?

She
hated to think of him being vulnerable on the highways at this late hour, just
like her parents twenty years ago. If she focused on being mad at him for
leaving so quickly, then she wouldn’t have to worry about his safety.

As
she turned back toward her bedroom, a pounding on the door stopped her. She
hurried to open it, stepping back to allow Miller’s massive body back in.

“I
should be shot leaving like that. I’m so sorry, baby. I’ve just never had to
worry about rushing off until now. Come here.” Miller’s chest rose and fell in
rapid succession. Outside, his motorcycle roared with life in front of the house.

Cambrie
jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist, anchoring her body to
his. His strong hands gripped her ass and squeezed. God, his touch was
addictive. If only she could lock him away in her bedroom. But a man like
Miller wouldn’t be happy doing any other job. He said so himself.

Without
further hesitation, his lips found hers and his tongue dove deep inside her
mouth. She went wild with need, holding his shoulders and battling his tongue
for control. She needed to taste him one more time before he left to the
unknown. The heat from his body warmed her against the cool breeze coming in
from the open door. His heart pounded under her palm when she ran her hand over
the tight muscles of his chest.