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“Is that so? Because I’ve got something to give you right here, kitten.” I squeal as he rolls on top of me, being careful to keep from crushing me with his weight. “Get ready to receive.”
Our plates bounce off the bed and clatter to the floor, but neither of us care.
Cam’s erection presses between my legs and oh, the things he can do with it. We had four rounds last night before I begged for mercy. We ran out of condoms after the second, but we’re both clean and I’m on the pill, so we didn’t let that stop us.
We’re naked in no time, and his tongue invades my mouth. My legs wrap around his hips. He grinds against my pelvis as I bury my hands in his thick hair. I always suspected this man could rock my world, but I had no idea just how much.
When he slides down my body, his teeth tease my inner thighs with nipping bites that sting before he soothes them with his tongue.
Never, in my entire life, has a man given me an orgasm. I can come when I’m alone with my vibrator, but I assumed it was never going to happen with a man. Cam hits a homerun every time.
Every. Time.
And he doesn’t stop with just one. He makes sure I’m a quivering, writhing, well-fucked mess before he reaches his own climax.
This time it’s hard and fast and dirty. He whispers naughty things to me. “Your pussy squeezes me like a vise… You feel so fucking good on my cock… I want your juices all over me, kitten.”
His big hands clasp my hips, holding me in place and angling my pussy for his deep, punishing downward thrusts.
“I’m going to fill you so full of my cum.”
With every thrust, he hits my G-spot and he buries himself to the hilt grinding against my clit until I scream. Shudders rock through me. I’m still in the throes of my orgasm when he stills and I feel warm, pulsing jets as he spills his seed in me.
We go for another round, and then another, and after my fifth or sixth orgasm hits, I’m pretty sure I pass out from exhaustion.
Yes, definitely one of the best Christmases of my life.
Chapter10
Izzy
The voices in my dream are muffled, but I’m sure I hear Cameron talking to someone. I reach out to find his side of the bed empty. Just as I crack an eyelid, the door opens and Cameron enters followed by a waft of icy air.
“Good morning.” He flashes a sexy grin. “Or should I say afternoon?”
We’ve been snowbound in the cozy hunting cabin for five days, and the strange thing is, it’s been paradise. We played checkers and had sex. We talked and had sex. We played cards and had sex.
If the food stores weren’t dwindling, and if we didn’t have to bathe from a bucket of melted snow every day, I wouldn’t mind staying another five days.
“Were you talking to someone?” I ask.
“A sheriff’s deputy. The roads are clear, and he was able to have our vehicle dug out and towed here. Which means we’re good to go.”
“Oh.” My tone is less than enthusiastic, so I try again. “Oh! Great!” That sounded way too forced and phony.
“Yeah.” Cam doesn’t sound very enthusiastic either. “The drive to the lodge should only take about two hours.”
“Right. Okay. So, I guess we should get going.” I lumber out of bed, and it takes us about an hour and a half to get packed up, clean the cabin, and put things back in order.
The energy in the air is different this morning. Heavier. And our drive is silent and, if I’m being honest, a little awkward. I’m not sure what we do now and I’m afraid to ask.
In the cabin, we were Cam and Izzy, two people with surprisingly similar childhood struggles. In the real world, we’re Isadora Miller, a soon-to-be barista looking for commitment, and Cameron Steele, a confirmed bachelor CEO of a megacorporation.
Those two puzzle pieces don’t fit together.
You’re just playing a part, Izzy. It’s all pretend.
But is it?
