She stared at me, her eyebrows inched high. I squeezed her hands gently. “What? Surprised?”
“Dusty…”
Every time she said my name with that rasp, my cock jumped with a big twitch. “You don’t have to decide right away, but I’m not leaving here till you know you’re mine.”
“What the hell? No, I’m not.”
I pulled her into me. “Then I’m not leaving here until you know I’m yours.”
Her breath caught, driving me nuts. “You’re crazy.”
“Crazy about you. My beautiful captor.”
“Stop messing with my head. It’s enough what you do to my body.”
I couldn’t help the grin on my face. “You kidnapped me, and all I’ve been thinking about since that day is how to stay with you and never leave. It’s you who messed me up, Cammie. All of me.” I cupped her face with my hands and pulled her more closely so she could feel what she was doing to my body, too. My erection was hard and heavy, and a little gasp came out of her chest as she felt it.
She looked at my lips. I liked the way her eyes stayed there. The way her tongue darted out and licked her own lip.
I couldn’t wait anymore. I bent my head and kissed her. This time she didn’t draw back or hold back. She matched my desire with sensational passion.
She surrendered.
Her hands hungry to touch me as much I was dying to touch her, she led me inside the house and into her bedroom.
Quickly, the body that occupied my wildest fantasies for months lay naked under me.
“You’re so beautiful,” I said, my heart racing as I settled on top of her.
She swallowed. “I have to warn you I’m not very good at this.”
“What?” I shook my head with a smile. “I find that very hard to believe. Who told you this shit anyway? I’d go kick his ass.”
She laughed, and her hands roved my body. “I missed seeing this.”
“I missed you, too. So much.”
I traced her skin with soft kisses. Felt her heartbeat in my palm. Tasted her.
She was too soft to be left unprotected. Too wild to be tamed.
“I love you, Cammie,” I whispered into her mouth.
Her big eyes grew bigger. “What did you just say?”
“You heard me, sweetheart.” As much as I wanted to hear it back from her, I didn’t want to rush her or get her to something she didn’t mean. I wanted her to love me for real.
Like I did.
At the same time, I was scared to hear her say she didn’t feel me that way, so I changed the subject. “You still have that bag?”
CHAPTER 31
Cameron
Dazed was a little word compared to what I felt since Dusty showed up today. And now that I was naked with him, listening to his rugged voice saying he loved me…
“Cammie? You know which bag I’m talking about, right?”
