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“Inside,” he commands, fingers caught in my belt, tugging me with him as he backs toward the house.
My hands are on his ass, molding the hard muscle through his pants as he groans into my mouth. Then groans louder when I splay my fingers wide, bringing my thumbs together just hinting at a tease between his cheeks.
The first time I touched Cam like that, I was so tentative, daring to slide my fingers beneath his open jeans. Fucking terrified of doing the wrong thing. But he’d shuddered in my arms and breathlessly came on my stomach.
It was the hottest moment of my life.
“More control now,” he rasps against my ear, telling me he’s with me. Even when with me means four years ago.
“Yeah?”
Reaching behind him, he nods, blindly letting us in and then pressing me into the wall beside the door. “Yeah.”
Our eyes meet, and I slide my hand over his fly, squeezing the steely length of him. “Whatever control you’ve found? I’m going to break it.”
And then I spin him around so it’s his back to the wall, and drop to my knees.
CAM
Trevor has no idea. My control broke the second I found him back in town.
That conversation at dinner, having him actually tell me how his life isn’t in a place that leaves him available for a relationship just brought reality back into focus. It reminded me that self-preservation is a thing. That we have the chance to be smart. All well and good until I touched him again and realized that protecting my heart stopped mattering.
For years I regretted not taking the chance we had.
And while he isn’t offering me the same thing now that he was then, I’ll take it anyway.
I’ll take what we can have, while we have it, and deal with the aftermath when it comes.
For now though?
He reverses our positions, and when I’m the one with the wall holding me up— and it has to be because my knees are fucking jelly —this man who’s been the longest-starring member of my fantasies drops to his knees and starts on my belt.
“Oh Jesus… you don’t ha—”
“Want to.” He pushes my fly open and frees my hard-on with a sure, confident grip. Thumb brushing over the leaking tip, his eyes haze. “Need to.”
I nod, pretty sure I stopped breathing but too transfixed by the visual of Trevor taking me into his mouth to care.
He grips my thighs, those big hands rubbing up and down as he pulls me in, takes more, and then draws back until my dick bobs free of his lips.
Ocean blue eyes meet mine.
“Lose the shirt, Captain.” His always deep voice has turned gravelly rough. Sexy beyond belief. “Want to see you while I suck you off.”
Holy shit.
My hands shakily work the buttons as he watches, jerking me with slow, firm strokes.
I shrug out of one arm and groan as Trevor rubs over his fly. Then, time sort of stutters. My shirt is on the floor and I’m watching his mouth drag over me again and again, each time giving me the wet stroke of his tongue and then the deep pull of suction that has the nerves tingling along my spine.
He wasn’t lying about wanting to look at me, either. His hot eyes are practically burning over my chest and shoulders. We push into fast-forward, his motions coming quick, my lungs working at triple time. I catch a glimpse of him jacking himself, the purple head of his cock pumping through his fist… And I’m fucking done.
Lightning shoots through my body, wracking me with pleasure so intense it feels like it’s burned through to my soul. Gasping, I watch as Trevor swallows me down, his eyes clamped shut as his own release strikes.
I’m signing up for pain. This is a heartbreak guaranteed to happen. But it doesn’t stop me from urging Trevor to his feet and kissing him again. Threading my fingers through his hair to hold him close.
We need to clean up. We need to talk. But as we stand here sharing breath, the only thing I can manage is to ask for the one thing I can’t live without.
