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“You aren’t concerned about anything but birth control?” He nipped at the rounded cheek of her ass as he massaged the silken folds of her pussy with his palm.
“With you?” She moaned as he found her swollen clit and rubbed it slowly. “God, Cam, don’t you think I know you would never do anything to risk hurting me?”
Now, Cam stilled. His eyes focused on the little scrap of material that bisected her rear, but something in his chest exploded out of control.
Trust. He heard it in her voice, felt it now in her body, just as he had felt it the other night. She trusted him—even now, seven years later—to protect her.
He smoothed his hand over her rear, taking in her position, her rear slightly raised, her head turned to where he could see her profile. Her face was damp with perspiration, her eyes closed, her expression twisted with pleasure, as he continued to rub against the silken vee of her thong.
He lifted his hand and lowered it against her ass. The heavy caress had her jerking, her head attempting to lift.
“Don’t move. ” He pressed his hand between her shoulder blades, holding her down, pressing her to the couch.
“God, Cam. ” Her voice was more moan than protest, as his hand landed again and he watched the creamy flesh blush.
It was beautiful. She was beautiful, lifting to him, her legs spreading farther, her clothing in disarray.
“I’m going to make you burn, baby,” he promised her, shifting, arranging her legs until they rested between his thighs while he knelt behind her.
He braced his foot on the floor, his knee on the other side of her legs, and lifted her hips farther, before delivering another heated caress.
It wasn’t really a slap. Rather, it was a series of heated caresses against tender flesh, over and over, warming her skin, awakening nerve endings and sensitizing them to a point that pleasure and pain combined and turned to ecstasy.
With each caress his own arousal grew. He could feel her twisting against the hand cupping her pussy, grinding her clit against his palm, the vee of her thong dampening.
He wanted to watch her eyes, but he didn’t dare. Not like this, not alone. He could not stare into her soul without the buffer of a third person to ground him, to distance himself from giving her his own soul.
No matter how much he needed to. There were too many secrets. Too much darkness inside him.
“Let go, Jaci,” he crooned, leaning down to caress the blushing flesh with his lips, to lick over it with the warmth of his tongue. “Relax for me. ”
“Relax?” She was panting, pushing against his hand, her juices saturating the thong crotch. “You’re killing me, and you want me to relax?”
“But it feels good. ” He grinned, knowing she was loving it. Jaci was adventurous. She was greedy for the wicked loving, no matter how much she might deny it.
“It doesn’t feel good,” she said, moaning.
“Are you sure?” He lifted his head and let his hand lower again. “Are you sure you don’t like it, baby?”
“Didn’t say I didn’t like it,” she said between panting breaths. “Oh God, Cam. It’s killing me. ”
He caressed her again. The heavy caresses burning through his soul as they burned through her flesh. Because she was giving to him. No questions asked. No demands. Surrendering herself, when he wanted nothing more than to do the same and give everything he was to her.
His head jerked up as the lock on the door activated, and he felt like thanking God as Chase stepped into the room. His expression was heavy, somber, but his eyes were bright with lust as his gaze took in the scene in the middle of the office.
Jaci’s head raised then and he felt her grow still. Her breathing got heavier, and he swore her pussy grew wetter against her thong as Chase began to work loose the buttons of his shirt.
“Hell of a time for you to kick in with that twin bond thing,” his brother growled, surprising him. “We’re going to have to discuss this, Cam. ”
Discuss what? There was no twin bond. He had destroyed it too long ago to even consider it now.
“Cam,” Jaci’s voice was thready, uneven.
“Do you remember how sweet and hot it was the other night?” He pushed the thong aside and pressed two fingers inside her, working inside the clenching heat, refusing to give her a chance to deny what he knew they both wanted. What he needed.
He caressed the delicate tissue as he eased her over onto her back, lifting her legs and arranging them, allowing himself to stare into her eyes. Finally, to let himself sink inside her.
Turning his hand, he then speared his fingers into her pussy, cupping her as he worked inside her, caressing her, rubbing at the little pleasure spots until she was twisting beneath the caresses, eager for whatever he would give her.
