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“So what’s fucking changed?”
“This.Us.” I say, pointing between us.
“Us?” he spits. “There is no us, there never fucking was.”
He storms away from me, striding across the beach. He stumbles a few times, the pebbles beneath his feet slippery from the rain. I run to catch up, getting in front of him and pressing the flat of my palms against his chest. He stiffens, his fists clenching.
“Get the fuck out of my way,” he seethes.
“No.”
There’s only one way to make him see. Actions speak louder than words. They always have.
In one step I push myself up against his body, grasp his face between my palms and kiss him. Pushing my tongue between his lips, I draw him closer to me, grasping the back of his head
and for a few bliss filled minutes, he kisses me back.
He kisses me with gentle violence.
He kisses me with soft lips and harsh fingers. With tentative strokes of his tongue and a hand fisted in my hair. He’s the fucking storm raging around us and the gentle hum of warmth building in my chest. He’s the chaos of crashing waves, and the calmness of a gentle sea. He overpowers me with passion, want andneedas his hands slide down my back and he lifts me off my feet. A deep rumble builds in his throat when I wrap my legs around his waist. We don’t stop kissing as he walks with me over to the boulder that his sister’s image is painted upon. We don’t break apart as he presses me against the rock and his hand works its way up and under my jumper. We don’t stop clawing at each other as he bites my bottom lip and squeezes my breast, or when he grinds his hips against mine, the long shaft of his dick, thick through his trousers. And when his fingers undo the buttons of my jeans and he slides his hand beneath the elastic of my knickers, I don’t push him away. Instead, I groan into his mouth, needing to feel his finger knuckle deep inside of me. When he pushes two fingers inside, the pad of his thumb rubbing against my clit, I lose my mind a little. A rush of heat pools low in my stomach as he draws out an orgasm that is going to ruin me. I feel it, the building pressure within that’s waiting for the moment to detonate just like the clap of thunder overhead. Camden pulls back, watching me, his fingers working magic between my legs. I close my eyes, but he barks out a demand.
“Look at me.”
My eyes snap open and I’m captured in his gaze, drawn so deep into his depths that I’m struggling for air. Struggling to maintain control. My body is hot, so fucking hot for him that if it weren’t for the freezing rain and the wind I know this would go so much further. There’s too much attraction between us. There’s an all-consuming kind of lust that I’ve been fighting ever since I first met him. This feeling inside is similar to the way I feel about Ford, like I’m out of control, like I’m on a train that is going too fast. It makes sense I suppose, they’re both so intense.
“You feel just as good as I imagined,” he utters, his lips trailing against the length of my neck, leaving scorch marks that not even the freezing rain can soothe. I grind against his hand, gripping onto his shoulders to steady me.
“Camden…”
“Come for me, Asia. Let me see you,” he murmurs.
And I let him. I let him see me at my most vulnerable. I break apart in his arms, drowning in his eyes, panting for breath, devastated by the orgasm he’s so effortlessly drawing from me. It laps at me slowly, starting from that tiny spot between my legs and winding outwards, warming my stomach and curling my toes. When he presses his thumb firmly against my twitching clit and curls his thick long fingers inside of me I break apart and not the freezing rain, nor the howling wind can dampen the fire burning bright between us. When I finally suck in the air I so desperately need, Camden leans over and presses a soft, heartfelt kiss against my mouth before taking a step back and devastating me with his words.
“Fuck me over once, shame on you. Fuck me over twice, shame on me. Fuck with my life, mymum’slife, you’d better goddam run,” he grinds out, all tenderness gone.
I stare at him in shock, my skin still zinging under his touch. “Camden, I thought…”
“No, Asia,” his mouth twists in a sneer as he becomes the boy everyone fears. “You don’t get to tell me how you were willing to ruin my life then kiss me and think the slate is fucking clean. You’re lucky I don’t fucking kill you with my bare hands right now.”
“You wouldn’t do that.”
He leans in close, his hands slamming against the wet rock. “You don’t fucking know me well enough to know what the fuck I’d do,” he spits.
“Yes, I do. You won’t hurt me. I just came all over your hands, Camden. If you wanted to hurt me you wouldn’t have given me the best damn orgasm of my fucking life. ”
“You don’t know shit.”
“I know that you kissed me like a boy willing and ready to trust in his heart. I know that you touched me like a man ready to fight for the people he loves. I know that deep within you is Bling, that kid who had ambition and dreams and a fucking future. I know you hate Ford as much as you do because you love him, and he hurt you.”
“Stop fucking talking!”
“No, I won’t. Ford made a mistake that cost you both dearly. He’ll never be free of that but he’s willing to try and make amends. Eastern made a mistake joining your crew. I made a mistake agreeing to the Crown’s deal. I. Made. A. Mistake,” I repeat, pleading with him as he backs away from me.
“You’re no different from everyone else who’s screwed me over. You’re no different from the people who’ve come into my life and made me trust them only to walk all over me, chucking me away, rejecting me like I’m a worthless piece of scum.”
“I’mnotlike everyone else and I’m not your enemy, Camden.Weare not your enemies. The King is, and together we can take him down. We can save your mum. Just let me help you to do that. Let mefixthis.”
“And how can you possibly do that?”
