Ignite Me: Shards of Glass, Part One (50 page)

“Oh no you don't cowboy! I'm staying up here! And maybe I do watch porn and maybe I don't, you'll have to ask another time!” I stroked my hands down his chest and hooked my fingers into his boxers intending to help him remove them.

“Well, you’re a bossy little thing tonight! I'll be sure to ask you again another time!” He smirked as his hands helped me to remove his boxers.

I tugged them free of his feet and chucked them off the end of the bed. “Shut up and enjoy the ride.” I rolled my hips against his cock, my panties the only thing separating me from his erection.

“I will, I can assure you my darling!” His hands swept down to the waistband of my panties and started to roll them down. “You feel so fucking good! I can feel you throbbing against me, I bet your wet for me already!” His voice was like silk.

My panties joined the others on the floor as I took hold of his hand and placed it over my sex, pressing his hand into my curls.

I had never been this bold before, but I felt empowered sat above him. “I love how you can speak to me beautifully and romantically and yet be so wonderfully and completely filthy!”

He gave me a wolfish smile that danced in his eyes as his fingers pressed into my cleft. “If you ever find me saying something you don't like, tell me and I won't use that word again, I just can't help myself where you are concerned!”

I moaned. “I'll be sure to remember that.” I knew it wasn't something he did for effect, his dirty talk was sexy dominant Cameron and my god I adored it, but we could both play that game and I never lost a game.

“Are you sure you're going to be okay up there?!” He seemed concerned.

I nodded. “Yeah, I'll be just fine, if you’re nervous I guess we don't have to do it this way.” I didn't want him to feel like he had to do anything and I would feel awful if he felt pressured.

He answered me with a brilliant smile. “No, I'm good for you to ride me all night I just want to make sure you’re okay with it!” His hand moved to grip his erection to help guide me.

I dipped my head and kissed him on the lips. “I will say if I need you to switch us, you ready?!” I grinned and lent one hand on his chest and the other met his and helped to guide him to my entrance.

“All ready.”

His hands found my back and gripped me as I raised myself ever so slightly as the tip of his cock pressed into my entrance, I bite my lip in concentration as I used my hand to guide him all the way in, as I lowered myself, I moaned feeling him fill me up.

His mouth made an O shape as he breathed out. “Oh yes.”

“Ah.” I closed my eyes adjusting to how it felt to be on top with him buried deep inside me, it was a tighter fit being on top.

“You okay?!” He stroked my back.

“Yeah, I just like the feeling of being full, you ready?!” I opened my eyes and moved my hands to his chest.

“Yeah I'm ready to get lost in you.” His hands found my lower back as I rolled my hips experimentally to see how it felt. It was wonderful.

“Holly fuck, Evan.” He arched his head back into the pillows.

I found my rhythm as I ebbed and flowed with his upward hip thrusts.

I lowered my body and pressed myself into his chest, kissing his lips, I needed to feel myself pressed against him.

His mouth met mine, deeply kissing me, his tongue twisting around mine as his hands gripped my butt.

The sweat glistened on our bodies as I rolled my hips over and over, left to right and softly up and down with the occasional bounce until I could feel my body start to tighten.

Cameron pushed his hips up as he met my downwards thrust. “You’re starting to tighten around me, fuck, I love being buried inside you.” His breathing was rapid as he ran his fingers over my aching breasts.

“Ah, yes.” I moaned as he swept his hands down my stomach.

My face felt hot now, too hot as I leant over him, my hair falling forwards tickling his chest, I couldn't even speak, my mouth felt too dry.

His hand swept my hair out of my face as his free hand supported my back as he raised his legs a little causing me to drop down a fraction, as I dropped down I cried out.

“That’s it my angel, few more rolls of your glorious hips and you'll be all mine.”

My legs stiffened, my sex clenching and unclenching around him as I rolled my hips, being in a different position now meant he was buried in the deepest part of me. I arched my head back as my body started to release.

“I wanna see your face when you come for me darling.” His voice was husky as he used one hand to grip my face so I couldn’t look away.

Oh Lord, sex voice suits you so much.

I looked down at him as I felt myself tighten then release in a gush against him uttering a mangled version of his name. I was so tired now but he wasn't done so I kept rolling my hips.

“Yes, Evan, keep going, good girl.” His hands stroked my hair out of my face.

I bit my lip, I had never been so empowered by the fact he couldn't release if I stopped moving, and he literally needed me to roll deep for him.

“You feel so good, so tight. You're mine and only mine.” He gritted his teeth as he pushed up.

I couldn't look away, his hands held my head. “And...” I licked lips. “Are mine.” I rolled my hips from side to side.

“I am, completely yours, fucking hell Evan, I really am.”

I leant over him, running my hands into his damp hair. “Then come for me!” I breathed into his ear.

I watched his face change with fascination. His eyes darkened for a split second, then lit up like gold when it reflected light as his whole body trembled at my command.

I pushed against him once more as I felt him burst hotly into me, spilling his load in my deepest darkest desire.

My arms went weak.

“Evan, Evan, its okay I got you!” His arms pulled me to his chest as I half collapsed against him.

I laid my head on his chest, my ear above his heart and listened to it pounding. “I need water.”

His arms swept over my back, softly. “I'll get you some in a bit, are you okay?!”

I loved that he always asked me that, it meant a lot to me. “Yeah, just need to get my breath back.” I stroked my hands into his hair.

“You were amazing angel!” His hands gripped my arms as he rolled me so he could pull out.

“Oh.” I winced a little as he pulled out, it hadn't hurt in a bad way, but it was always odd when he wasn't inside me.

“Did I hurt you?!” He kissed my forehead.

I smiled up at him. “No, it was just a tighter fit being on top, but I'm okay! Honestly.” It had been good, but now I felt so weak, I really would have to start working out again to build up endurance.

“I'll go get you some cold water, I'll be right back!” He smiled at me as he climbed off the bed and made towards the door. He didn't bother to cover up and I admired his backside as he left the room.

I yawned as I stretched my body out. “Oh wow, I am gonna be so stiff Sunday!” I felt my muscles scream at me as I moved, they'd have one hell of a workout.

A few minutes later Cameron came back in with a large tumbler of ice cold water, I could see cubes of ice bobbing around.

“Figured you could do with something cold, how do you feel now?!” He put the glass down on his bedside cabinet, then re-joined me on the bed and pulled the duvet up to cover us.

I pulled myself into a sitting position next to him. “Like I've been on a 10 mile hike!”

He picked up the glass. “You can have a nice lay in Sunday, here I'll help you drink.” He smiled happily at me as he held the glass out.

I wrapped a hand around the cup, it felt wonderfully cold against my fingers, and allowed him to tip the glass to my lips. It tasted like heaven against my lips and my tongue as it reached my throat it quenched the fire.

“Enough?!” Cameron asked as water dribbled down my chin.

My tongue darted towards the stray water and licked it up. “Uh huh.” I nodded.

“What do you normally do for food on a Sunday out of interest?!” He asked casually as he placed the water down.

I shrugged. “Um, well whatever is in the fridge, or take away, why?!” I wasn't one for cooking special meals just because it was the weekend.

“Why does that not surprise me? Would you like a Sunday roast?!” He beamed a smile at me.

I actually knew what that was, thankfully, my Dad cooked them every now and then, and at Christmas of course so I nodded. “Sure, but you know I don't eat red meat!”
Aside from when you coax me into it by feeding me.
I grinned, remembering the shard meal as I slipped back down the bed, allowing myself to relax.

“I would do chicken! We could cook a roast, a nice glass of wine and great company can't ask for more on a Sunday!” He made himself comfortable next to me, his arm slipping around my shoulders under the pillow.

I rested my head against his shoulder. I felt so relaxed. I didn't care that we were both naked. I liked the idea of cooking a roast with him. “Sure, I guess I have to go home Sunday! You were meant to stay!” I grinned sleepily.

“You don't have to go! Just stay, I like you being here! I mean we'd both just be alone at opposite ends of London, missing each other and what's the point in that?!”

My eyes closed. Was he asking me to stay?! Did he mean Sunday or for like for longer?! I wanted my mind to wake up and work properly, to figure it out, but I was so tired and sleep was so tempting.

“Mm k.” My breathing levelled off as my eyes snapped shut.

“We'll talk about it tomorrow, my angel, good night, sleep now.” He stroked my hair.

I could feel his fingers in my hair, but all I did was smile as I drifted off to sleep.

chapter 28

I woke up slowly to Cameron kissing my head repeatedly softly.

“Good morning sleepy head.”

I groaned, I didn't want to wake up, I had no idea what the time was but it was Sunday, I knew that much.

“It's 10am! Come on! Time to wake up my angel!” He kissed my head again.

I opened my eyes to find him stood up next to my side of the bed, he was wearing sweat pants, and a hoodie but it was soaked in sweat.

“Oh, hi.” I pulled myself up to sit and stretched my arms above my head. “Have you been exercising?!” I was confused.

He smiled. “I've been for a run around Hyde Park, I figured you wouldn't want to join me and you looked far too angelic to wake up!”

I didn't feel as stiff in my body as I assumed I would have after last night, I was pleased. “Wow like the whole park?!” I didn't like straight forward exercise I much preferred yoga or something like that.

He smirked. “Just a circuit! I'm heading for the shower, could join me if you want?!”

I grinned up at him. “Yeah, okay! I need a shower!” I pushed back the duvet and realised I was still naked from last night. I was a little embarrassed and looked around for my shirt I slept in normally.

“Evan don't be bashful around me! I've seen you naked before and I very much enjoyed sleeping naked next to you last night!”

I grinned at him, it had been nice to fall sleep like that, I just wished I remembered what he'd said before I fell asleep! I knew he'd asked me something, but I didn't recall it now. I slipped out of bed and stood up. “Let's hit the shower!” It was liberating to be naked, free off everything.

As I passed him, he slapped my ass. It wasn't a hard slap, but I felt it nevertheless.

“If you’re gonna slap my ass, you could at least pull my hair too!” I was more than a little annoyed that he'd slapped my ass without asking.

“I couldn't resist it! It was just begging for my hand! But if you want I could pull your hair, as I slap that perfect arse of yours.” He caught up with me, slipping his arm around my middle pulling me against him.

“Don't slap me without asking! It's my body not yours! I know you meant it playfully and regardless of if I liked it or not ask next time!” I wasn't against the idea of a playful ass slap from time to time, but I wasn't having him slap my ass whenever the mood took him. I wasn’t one of his 7, it wouldn’t be tolerated.

His arms twisted around me, the fabric of his hoodie felt warm against my back. “I'm sorry Evan, I shouldn't have done it and if the mood takes me again, I will ask you first!” He dipped his head and kissed my cheek softly.

I grinned. “I don't mind, but just ask, or at least tell me! And you’re all sweaty! Let's go have a shower!”

He let go of me, but linked his fingers through mine. “Noted, and you are quite right, it's your body!” He walked a little ahead.

“So what have you got planned for today?!” I walked behind him into the bathroom.

“Well, after our shower and your breakfast, I was wondering if you wanted to go check out a little music cafe I frequent! They have a BBQ on the weekends sometimes, they play jazz music and it's just really relaxing to sit and chill.” He let go of my hand and pulled his hoodie off over his head, tossing it to one side.

I took a moment to admire his well-toned chest, his perfected abs, and how his hips looked in his sweat pants.

“Like the view?!” He grinned at catching me checking him out. He pushed his sweatpants down so I could see his cock just below the waistband, surrounded by a sprinkling of hair from his happy trail.

I licked my lips. “Yes, I am! And that sounds like heaven! I love music cafes! They always a have a cool vibe!” I didn't need to undress so I wandered off to the shower and turned the dial for the warm water, then the dial for the water.

“It's very successful, but it's one of those places that people only know by name and if you've been you either get taken there by someone that knows it or you find it by accident which means it's never so busy you can't move! I like it that way!” He kicked off his sweatpants and walked over to me.

I smirked. “Do you own it by chance?!” I giggled as I stepped into the shower, it was perfectly warm. The way he had talked about it made me wonder if he did own it, he had quite a few diverse businesses.

He walked in behind me and closed the door. “I do! Its run by a friend of mine, he's very good at being the manager and doing all the stuff I don't have time for! You can meet him today! I've told him to reserve us a table in my favorite corner!”