Page 788 of End Game

And then the room becomes very quiet.

Not silent.

Focused.

I can hear everybody breathing.

I can hear the faint buzz of the ring.

I can hear the small sound Cami makes every time she shifts enough for it to catch her.

Her fingers tighten around mine.

“You good?” she asks.

“So far.”

“You feel good?”

“Baby girl.”

“What?”

“You're sitting on my cock asking if I feel good.”

Her smile widens.

“Maybe I like hearing you say it.”

Fuck.

I test the restraint again without meaning to.

My biceps tense.

The straps don't move.

Cami watches my face when I stop pulling.

No worry.

Interest.

That's somehow hotter.

“Yeah,” I tell her. “I feel really fucking good.”

She kisses me.

Behind her, Dex steps closer.

I don't need to look directly at what he's doing.

I'd rather watch her.

His hands settle at her hips. “Green, Dollface?”

“Yes.”