Her Trick His Treat (Cherry On Top Tales #5)

Chapter Fourteen-Tommy

CHAPTER FOURTEEN-TOMMY

“ W -Will you take the mask off?” she asked, her velvet doe eyes freezing me in place.

“Yeah?”

She nodded and warmth filled me until I felt like I was burning from the inside out.

This was what I wanted, too. To have her without costumes, disguises, or pretense.

Just me and her.

Face to face.

Camryn was still on her knees, and I was sitting there with my dick out and my pants bunched beneath my balls.

I stood up, forcing her to move back. I offered her my hand, and she took it, which was like a balm to my soul.

Hell, I didn’t even realize it was bruised.

“Where’s your room?” I asked.

“This way,” she said, and lead me to her bedroom.

It was done in pale grays and soft pinks. Soft. Pretty. Like her.

There were still boxes everywhere, so I knew her move was recent. Which was good. Because I didn’t want her there for long. I wanted her with me.

But it had only been a day, and I didn’t want to send her running with my over the top possessiveness.

“On the bed, Camryn.”

“Yes, Tommy,” she whispered, and fuck, it was so much better than when she called me Shadow Man.

“Spread those legs,” I growled.

She listened, and I rewarded her by tugging my pants off my hips, letting them pool at my feet. I stepped out of them, stalking her all the way to the bed.

“Y-Your mask,” she whispered, and I watched her eyes dilate and pulse speed up as she shivered in anticipation.

I didn’t reply to her whispered plea. I was just too lost for words.

Her pretty cunt was glistening. My Vixen was so hot and ready for it.

My cock ached and before I forgot, I reached for my pants and pulled out a couple of condoms, tossing them on the bed.

I held onto one, tore it open and slid it on my dick, not missing the fact she was watching every move I made.

I crawled up the bed, settling between her plump thighs, loving the jiggle her body gave when I rocked the mattress.

Camryn was so curvy. So soft. She looked exactly how a woman should look, and I was starving for her.

Desperate.

Addicted.

You better fucking believe it.

No more anemic love affairs or stale relationships with uninteresting women. All I wanted was this woman. She fit me. And I was going to prove it.

“You ready, Vixen?”

She nodded, her brows furrowed as I notched my cock at her entrance.

Then I reached for the bottom of the mask, lifting it off my face as I found her gaze with unerring accuracy.

The whole world seemed to freeze as I watched her take in every inch of my face with her wide doe eyes.

Camryn was just so beautiful.

Every detail of her—those wide, expressive eyes, the way her lips curved slightly when she smiled, and the soft glow of her skin—had me mesmerized.

She was perfect for me in a way that felt almost surreal.

There was an innocence about her, yet a seductive allure that pulled me in deeper.

Witty and smart, she possessed a sharpness that kept me on my toes, and I was captivated by the layers I could sense beneath the surface.

She was exactly what I’d been searching for my entire life.

I’d been through enough ups and downs to know that genuine connections were rare.

In that moment, with my dick notched at her entrance, begging to get inside her hot, tight body, I felt like my entire life hung in the balance.

Her warmth radiated around me, through me, and I wanted to be a part of it, of her, forever.

I wanted Camryn to approve of my face—needed her to say something, anything, to break the tension hanging between us like a delicate thread.

If the mask was all she wanted, it might just fucking break me.

So there I was, frozen in limbo. The seconds ticked by like hours.

Each beat of my heart echoed in my ears, drowning out everything else.

The silence was heavy, and I fought to keep my expression neutral, though I could feel the anticipation bubbling just below the surface.

Would she see the longing in my eyes? Would she recognize the depths of my desire?

Fuck, I wanted her to like my face so goddamn badly.

Needed her to say something either way.

Then she smiled. A simple curve of her pink lips and it sent a jolt of electricity shooting through me, giving me life.

My heart started to beat again, stronger and faster than before. Warmth spread through my chest, through my veins to every limb.

“Light brown,” she murmured, stating the color of my eyes.

Her cheeks were flushed, a dusky rose color that I liked very much.

Pretty little thing.

This time, I wanted to see if I could make her blush everywhere. I needed to watch every expression as it crossed her face when I loved on her.

“Yours are dark,” I whispered, referring to those stunning doe eyes of hers.

She reached up shyly, tracing a line from my eyebrow to my jaw, I turned my head, unable to resist, kissing her palm.

“You just had to be good looking, didn’t you?” she asked, and I was a fucking goner then.

I inhaled and dropped my forehead to hers, eyes riveted to her smile as relief and excitement rolled through me.

She likes my face. Thank fuck.

“Ready, Vixen?” I repeated my earlier question, closing my eyes briefly when she nodded.

Then I raised myself on my arms and watched her soft smile turn into a gasp as I pressed forward, filling her in one hard flex of my hips.

“Tommy,” she moaned my name, her small hands clutching at my shoulders.

“Goddamn. You feel so good, Baby,” I told her, dropping my wait onto her soft body and framing her face with my hands.

I held still, just kissing her, and letting her kiss me back.

We kept our eyes open, neither of us wanting to miss a thing. Camryn’s eyes were lust-glazed and so damn sexy, I couldn’t get enough of her.

I kissed her deeper, harder, tracing my tongue over every inch of her mouth. She seemed keen on doing the same. Maybe we were enamored with each other. I mean, I could only hope she felt that way.

Because I knew she was it for me.

Too soon?

Definitely, but I believed in love at first sight and nothing and no one had ever felt as perfect for me as she did.

I was head over heels for her.

It felt like a revelation. Like the universe had aligned in that single moment.

But as I joined my body to hers, I focused on absorbing every nuance, every flavor that was Camryn— the way she moaned, how she looked when I stroked that secret place inside her, the light that caught her hair as I pushed us up the bed —I couldn't shake the feeling that I was experiencing something extraordinary.

It didn’t matter how crazy it sounded. This woman was made for me.

Her cunt squeezed my cock, and I went cross-eyed. All the while I’d been kissing her, I’d held myself still, seated inside her welcoming heat.

But I couldn’t wait anymore.

I had to move.

“You feel so good,” I praised her.

And she did. Her curves enveloped me. Her soft skin felt like heaven against mine.

It was like this woman had stepped out of my darkest most secret dreams.

I fucking loved how she let me be in charge. The way she submitted so beautifully to my ministrations.

I ground against her clit, lifting her legs up higher, angling her hips so I could sink deeper.

“Fuck, Baby, your juices are dripping down my balls,” I growled, pounding in harder.

“Tommy,” she whimpered, her mouth closing over my shoulder and she held on tight.

She was perfect. Each moan and whimper that fell from her lips was like music to my ears. Every scratch of her nails sent a thrill through me, igniting a fire I hadn’t known I was missing.

I was in love with this woman already. The realization was both exhilarating and terrifying.

I had always been cautious with my heart, carefully guarding it against disappointment and heartache.

But with Camryn, everything felt different.

This was something real. Something profound.

And it had all started with a little dark fantasy and a mask.