With a brisk motion, the clothes that had been bunched at the top of my chest were off, together with my bra. Cool air teased my skin, and I felt my eyelids flutter closed, overwhelmed by the sensation of being bared to him. It hadn’t been a long time since someone had seen me like this, but this felt like so much more than naked skin.
There was a growl. Followed by a curse.
I opened eyes I hadn’t known were closed, finding Cameron straddling my hips, wide chest heaving, lines upon lines of ink swaying with every muscle that flexed in tension.
“I could look at you all night,” he said, his hands engulfing my sides. “You drive me mad with need.” He dragged his fingers down, reaching the hem of my jeans. “In the best of possible ways.” His fingers worked the button undone. “Lift up.”
I did, no hesitation. And Cameron didn’t waste a single second in pulling my jeans down and off my legs, throwing them on the floor.
He bent down again, slowly this time, placing one open-mouthed kiss against my pulse.
“Cameron,” I said, begged. My hands flying to the waist of his pants, hooking around the belt loops as he left more kisses down my chest, reaching the swell of my breasts. Continuing to my navel. My hip bone. I lost my grasp of the waistband of his jeans. “I need you inside of me. Now.”
A dark chuckle left him. “But I haven’t even tasted you on my tongue.”
And just like that, he was spreading my legs, first with his hands, then with his shoulders, and at last, his head was between my thighs. My breathing had lost all sense of control, anticipation and need so thick in my blood that I swore I could feel it swirling with every violent beat of my heart.
He pressed his mouth against that pulsing bundle of nerves covered by the fabric of my panties. Urgency, clear and loud, shot up my body, driving a curse to fall off my lips.
He trailed his teeth up and down my folds, and I could feel his lips through the fabric, that trimmed beard I loved stirring awake dozens of nerve endings. I’d thought it was too much, too quick, too good, but then, he shoved my underwear aside with his teeth, and repeated the motion with his lips. He sucked, his tongue thrusting inside, and that’s when I saw real, twinkling stars behind my eyes. Felt them under my skin.
A groan fell against my clit, and that thumb he’d teased my nipples with joined his mouth, drawing circles over that throbbing spot that demanded release. My head spun. My pulse raced. My whole body shook.
Without stopping those wicked motions of his hand, Cameron moved up my body, taking back my mouth and swallowing all the moans toppling right out of me.
“Open your eyes,” he demanded. And I did. “Look at me,” he said, as if I could look anywhere else when all that fierceness and need was twisting his handsome face.
Gazes locked, he went up on his knees and undid his pants, drawing my eyes down just in time to watch him pull himself out. He closed his fist around his hard cock and gave himself one rough stroke.
“Fuck,” he said before releasing his dick and closing those strong fingers around the fabric of my panties. He ripped them off me, threw them aside and teased my folds and clit again.
I moaned louder, impossibly so, and then, when he brought that exact hand around his cock and stroked himself again, I thought I’d come. I didn’t need more than seeing him coating himself in me. I reached down with my hand, all sense of control lost, and touched myself.
“Mine,” he warned, snagging my hand and coming down on me. His hard and sticky length fell right against my clit. “Condom,” he exhaled the word with a gulp of air. “I need—”
“Pill,” I whispered. “I’m on the pill. I want you. Just you. I’m clean. Are you—”
“Yes.” His fingers tightened around my wrists, and he brought them over my head again. Cameron’s weight shifted, his hips wedging into mine, opening me right up. “Now,” he said, positioning the head of his cock at my entrance. “Now, you move with me.” He pushed, and my back arched with a loud whimper. He thrusted again. Harder that time. And again. “Now you come for me.”
At his command, I did. Stars flashed behind my eyelids, pleasure rippled inside of me, shoving me into darkness for one blissful moment. And God. I’d never orgasmed so fast in my life.
“You come so sweet,” he said against my ear, riding me through the wave of pleasure until my body was nothing but a spent tangle of limbs. “You come so bright.”
I moved my mouth, but no words came out, I was too lost to the sensations, too lost to the feel of him still moving inside of me, filling me up.
A rough press of his lips against mine, and then, I was being flipped onto my belly.
His hands moved to my sides, and when he lifted my body up, I felt him hot and hard and wet against my back. Rough palms dragged up and down my ribs, stomach, thighs, then climbed to my breasts. He tugged at one of my nipples, bringing that need back alive. His thighs shifted underneath me, the shaft of his cock nudging at my entrance from behind, and a new rush of urgency made my head spin. I pressed myself onto him.
“Tell me,” Cameron said, grazing his teeth over the side of my neck. “Tell me you want me like this,” he demanded, moving his hips and bringing his shaft to tease my clit. “Tell me you’re mine to take if that’s what you want.”
“Cameron,” I whimpered, and he rewarded that with a kiss on my shoulder. “I have only wanted you,” I all but expelled the words. The sound rough and drenched in need but oh so right. “I want you any way possible.”
He moved his cock, the head gliding in. “Then, tell me to fuck you.”
“Fuck me,” I whispered. “Please.”
He thrusted all the way in, the position, the size of him, the way we fit together just now pulling twin groans from both our mouths.
“Ah fuck, love,” he growled, plunging into me. “How goddamn soft and perfect you are.” His arms came around my waist, his thrusts increasing in pace, losing all sense of rhythm. “I’m buried so deep inside you.” His hand moved to where we were joined, and he pressed his palm there. “We might be at odds sometimes. Drive each other crazy. But this is how we fuck.” His fingers circled my clit. “This is how I’ll always fuck you, no matter what. This is us.”
“Yes,” I whimpered, getting lost in the tsunami of sensation barreling into me again. “This is us. Just with you. Only us.” He groaned behind me, shifting the angle and hitting a different spot. More stars. More waves of pure and raw sensation. Too much and not enough. “Make me come. Come inside of me.”
His free hand moved to my jaw, gently, firmly, his hips pushing up and up. “I promised you that much, didn’t I?” He moved my head, making me meet his eyes. “Look at me, see what you do to me.” The rhythm of his thrusts broke. “Come with me, love.” His voice cracked. “Let me see you shine.”
Release grabbed me, snatching me and spinning me, making my whole body throb as I screamed Cameron’s name.
As if in sync, his large and solid body spasmed beneath me, his limbs and cock jerking with his release, my own name leaving his mouth in a growl as he held on to me tighter than I’d ever been held by anyone in my life.
Chests heaving, we remained in that high, his hips still rocking, his hand still moving over my clit, and his cock still hard inside of me. Cameron’s mouth pressed on the side of my jaw, and my head fell back on his chest.
I didn’t know how long we stayed in that position, I only knew that at some point, he slipped out of me and rearranged me in his arms. He returned me back to the living world with a kiss and asked me to go pee because he’d come inside me and it was important that I did. Then we slipped into the shower he turned on and he brought me to his chest. We let the hot stream of water fall over us, turning our skin sleek under each other’s fingertips.
“Adalyn, love,” he whispered in my ear, his hands trailing up and down my back. “This is no longer a game.” My heart swelled in my chest at his words. At the possibility they painted. The truth that I hid. “Tell me you understand.”
I extricated my head from his chest, making sure I met his gaze. I understood. So much that I was beginning to see how I’d never stood a chance. The moment I’d set foot in Green Oak, I’d already lost. But now, my heart was on the line, too. Now, what was at stake was greater than redemption. Larger than fixing a PR mess or earning back someone’s trust.
But this was Cameron. And I trusted him like I’d never trusted anyone. I saw that. So I kissed him in the center of his chest, and when I said, “I know,” I meant every word.