Gwendolyn took in the sight of Cameron next to her, his cock at full erection, and once more, the fluttering of fear mixed with excitement roiled in her lower abdomen-- how terrifying it was, knowing that such a thing would somehow have to find a way to fit inside of her. But how arousing to know that that only meant they would be joined in their own union; privately, and only between the two of them. Yet another secret they would keep. She craved for his touch and to feel his skin on hers.<br/><br/>Her heart accelerated as he joined her on the bed, but her brow crinkled in confusion when he knelt between her thighs. "Cameron..." she murmured, her mind still in a haze, when she suddenly felt his lips and tongue press to her hot slit. A sharp intake of breath sounded from her as her thighs shook. Gwendolyn forced herself to keep her eyes open, to look at him between her thighs, lips enclosed around her warmth, and their bodies bathed in shadow and candlelight. It was a sight she'd never forget.<br/><br/>"Gods, Cam," she drawled, her fingers languorously petting herself in tandem with his tongue as her heart raced. Her hips squirmed-- the urge to roll her hips against his mouth was nearly overwhelming.