Chapter Eighteen
Cammi
There was a sheen of sweat on my skin. The firelight flickering on Elias illuminated his muscled form. The man was in such good shape, he was sculpture worthy.
My heartbeat was thundering, echoing through my body. I felt the thick crown of his c**k at my entrance and craved the fullness. We breathed together. On an exhalation, he filled me in a swift surge. The pleasure was intense, almost intoxicating, as I closed my eyes.
I took a ragged breath, opening my eyes just as Elias said my name. Staring into his piercing gaze, I felt stripped bare, inside and out.
It felt so, so good to be with him. He was magic with his hands and his mouth. Yet, I’d convinced myself it was just for fun. Until now. With his muscled chest pressed against me as he rested his weight on
