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“I’d rather show you.” I grabbed his hand and pulled him down the hallway to my bedroom. We stopped at the foot of my bed. The scent of the fresh white roses he’d sent me lingered in the air as I placed tongue-filled kisses along the crest of his chest. His beautiful cock bounced between us, and I gripped it firm in my hand. I stroked him, sliding my finger across the silky head of his crown. With greedy hands, he explored my naked flesh, caressing my belly, my sides, cupping my breasts, and rubbing his thumb over my nipples. My center pulsed as his eyes roamed, taking in every detail. A hint of a smile twitched his lips before he cupped my face.
“Nice place.”
He hadn’t, not once, taken his eyes off me. I let out a nervous laugh as we kissed again. He pulled away, but I stayed surrounded by his warmth.
“Don’t be nervous,” he whispered. “You give me a new reason to want you every single day.”
“Cameron, I don’t need this to be perfect. I don’t. I just need you,” I whispered.
He took control then as he lifted me to wrap around him. My head fell back at the feel of his thickness against my center. Once on my bed, he leaned over me, his words hitting soft blows to my core. “You and I don’t deal in absolutes and perfection, remember? We’re too smart for that.”
“Okay,” I agreed as I kissed his jaw.
“Nothing more than what we are,” he whispered as he tugged my lobe into his mouth.
“And no more waiting.”
“No more waiting,” he repeated.
“I mean now. Right now,” I moaned as he spread me out on my bed. His soft chuckle only amplified my agitation. I wanted him too much. He looked down at me with so much longing, I felt my eyes water.
“I would watch you every day of forever for the chance to touch you like this.” He flicked his tongue over my lips as his fingers spread me and he slipped them inside. My back bowed off the bed.
“Jesus,” he rasped out as his eyes raked down my body and he watched his fingers sink into me. “But if we ever decide to look for perfect, I would say this is as close as it gets.”
He pushed in again, sliding his fingers in and out, and invading the deepest part of me, stretching me. He pumped in again and again before his head dipped and he curled his arms around my thighs.
Anxious for him, I looked down, and he anchored me in his hold. Unwilling to release me from his stare, he bent and watched me react to the swipe of his tongue. I seized at his touch, my body firing and igniting. He drank me in with slow, precise swipes while I drew his thick hair in my fingers and twisted beneath him. I yanked at the silky strands while he groaned, his arousal peaking with the urgency. He gripped my thighs, lifting my body to match the movements of his tongue. Lick. Suck. Lick. Suck. And then it went blurry as white-hot heat struck me and my whole body tensed.
“Cameron,” I cried out hoarsely with an arousal-soaked voice.
Twisting his fingers inside, his tongue flicked along the ball of nerves, and I detonated again. He lifted to his knees, watching my body shake with my release. Our stare impenetrable, I gave him my every reaction, unabashed and completely vulnerable.
His length jerked at my response to his touch as he slowed his fingers and came up to take my mouth. I knew he was satisfied, his kiss told me so. I’d never been more ready.
Wordlessly, he hovered above me then leaned down to touch his mouth to mine. A slow kiss, and then another, and then another had me dizzy.
Enveloped completely by his warmth, he positioned himself at my entrance, and I locked my legs around his waist in invitation.
“No more waiting,” I whispered as he brushed the hair away from my face with gentle hands. Eyes connected, he pushed inside me slowly, inch by steel pulsing inch, and stretched me full. My mouth opened in a silent O as his beautiful jaw went slack at the feeling of our connection.
The only sound was our mingled breaths when need took over and he moved back and pressed in hard.
I whimpered.
“Fuck, Abbie, Jesus Christ.”
And then we were gone, our bodies took over as he filled me to the brink. Chests glistening, our hands clasped over my head, he rocked into me so I felt every inch before he swiveled his hips and did it again. He hit me deep with every stroke, making sure to touch every place I needed.
My body his slave, I came apart as his name pushed out past my lips. It was his name that wrote itself across my heart; it was his eyes that spoke to my soul. It was Cameron.
I lost myself, trusting him with every minute. His sex was my undoing. His flesh burned as he pushed himself into the deepest part of me.
“Abbie,” he grunted out, his voice needful as I nodded more permission he didn’t need. He let go of my hands and pulled us to sit so that I straddled his lap. On instinct, I began to rock against him as he thrust up, one of his arms wrapped around me like a lifeline, and the other fisted in my hair, tightening so he controlled my gaze.
Lust-filled eyes connected, I bared my teeth as he struck deep and jerked me down. Biting his lip, I felt the onslaught as I watched his features twist with his release, eyes full of heat and ecstasy.
He thrust up again as he came, and I fell over the edge while he spilled into me. We were drunk on need, shrouded in pleasure, exhausted by the feeling of each other as I collapsed in his hold, chest heaving.
