I nod against him as I lay in his arms. We stay like that until our tea grows cold and my father fades from my head. I shift in his arms and his beard tickles my forehead. I remember what he did to me this morning and last night, how his beard scratched softly against my thighs and I remember that tonight is our wedding night. We shouldn’t let my father ruin that for us.
“Campbell?”
“Hmm?”
“Take me to bed.”
Chapter Eight
Campbell
My body tenses at her words. I would love nothing more than to take Salem to bed and claim her but I need to make sure that she’s all right, emotionally, before we do anything.
“Are you sure, Salem? We don’t have to do anything tonight. I’ve waited years for you, I can wait longer if you need me too.”
“I don’t want to wait any longer. I love you, Campbell. I want you to make love to me.”
I look down into her pleading eyes and know there’s no way that I can deny her. I’ve waited so long to have her under me.
“I love you too, Salem. I’m going to be so good for you, so good to you. I won’t let anyone hurt you and I promise I’ll make sure that you get whatever you want.”
She kisses me then and I scoop her up in my arms, carrying her down the hallway and into our bedroom. I should have done something romantic, like flowers or candles but I don’t have any of that stuff here. I look down at Salem though and she’s just staring up at me. I realize that she doesn’t care about that stuff; she just wants me.
I lay her down in the middle of the bed before I lay down on top of her. I keep most of my weight on my elbows, not wanting to crush her. I cup her face in my hands as our mouths meet and as the kiss deepens, I move my hands up, tangling them in her long hair.
She moans into my mouth and her legs come up, wrapping around the back of my thighs. I should have taken my jeans off, I realize. She starts to rock against my hard length through the denim and I’ve never seen anything sexier in my life. I start to circle my hips, rubbing her on my hard bulge as our lips meet again and again.
Our tongues tangle, our kisses sloppy. Both of us are inexperienced. I met Salem when I was ten and as soon as I saw her, I knew that she was it for me. There’s never been anyone but her and there never will be.
Her tiny hands start to push at my shoulders and I push up on my hands, thinking I must have been too heavy on top of her. I open my mouth to apologize when her fingers start to undo the buttons on my shirt.
“Take it off, Campbell. I want to feel you against me.”
I swear I almost come in my jeans but I lean back and do as she asks. I stare down at her while I slip my shirt off. Her shiny dress is bunched up around her belly button and both of the straps have been tugged or fallen down her shoulders. She looks like every wet dream that I’ve ever had and I have to bite back a groan when her hands go to my waist and she starts to undo my jeans.
I let her unbutton them and tug the zipper down before I move off the bed and push my jeans and boxers off. I stand back up and look at her but her eyes are locked on my dick. It’s hard and pointing straight up, the red head almost reaching my belly button. I reach down, giving it a few strokes while she watches. A drop of precum slips out and I watch as she sits up fully and licks her lips.
“Can I taste you?” She asks shyly.
“Fuck, princess.” I say as my hand tightens around my length.
“You got to taste me.” She pleads.
“Salem, if you wrap your lips around me right now, I will come. Immediately.” I stress.
“I want to taste you, Campbell.”
God, she’s got me so wrapped around her finger. I can’t deny her and I slowly step towards the bed as she kneels in the center. She reaches down and pulls her thin dress over her head, kneeling before me in just a pair of white cotton panties.
I can’t take it and before she can even touch me, I’m coming. Thick white streams pump out of me to land on the bedspread and the carpet by my feet. My head tips back and I close my eyes as I try to catch my breath. My hand is still wrapped around my cock when suddenly, I feel something flick against my fingers. I jerk, looking down to see Salem on her knees before me, her little pink tongue licking up my mess. My cock jerks to life again and I groan as she starts to lick up my length.
She continues to lick and suck along my length until I’m hard and pulsing. I look down at her, my hands tangling in her hair to help hold it back from her face. She opens her mouth and her tongue takes it’s first lick on the tip of my cock. We both moan and the next thing I know, she’s opened her mouth wider and taken half my length into her mouth. My knees grow weak and I have to force my hands from tightening even further in her hair.
She bobs her head up and down my length, sucking as she goes. I’ve never gotten a blow job before, only wanting to do these things with Salem, but already, I’m seeing what the hype is all about. This feels incredible. Better than I could have ever imagined. I’m close again but I don’t want to come in her mouth. Besides, I think its far past time that I had my mouth back between her legs.
I tilt her head back, stepping away from her as she looks up at me.
“Your turn, princess.” I say as I lift her off the ground.