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Cameron slid the tips of his fingers up the sides of my arms, then pulled at the edges of my dress where it hung open across my front. Today I wore black silk underneath, and he liked it very much, based on the tightness in his jaw, the slight narrowing of his eyes when the dress dropped behind me on the floor, pooling around my feet.
I started toeing off the shoes, but he shook his head, unable to tear his gaze away from the front of my body. “Leave them on,” he commanded.
Then his hands roamed around my hips, boldly assertive, and he filled those big palms with the flesh of my backside, tugging me tight to the front of him.
The proof of how badly he wanted me pressed against my stomach, and my eyes fluttered shut. I felt empty and aching between my legs, and still, I didn’t know what to touch first. If I wanted the dirty words as he whispered them in my ear, or if I wanted his mouth for kissing—for wet tongues and sharp teeth and demanding lips.
All I knew for sure was that he’d take care of me.
That he wanted to send me soaring, and he’d keep me safe while he did it.
“Where’s your bedroom?” I whispered.
Tonight, I could be the version of myself that I wanted. The version of myself that felt real and sexy and free. I trusted him with it, and that trust held a screaming edge to the way my heart raced in my chest.
Cameron slid his hand over my chest, then curled his hand around the side of my throat, tilting my chin up with a simple press of his thumb. My breath was coming in short pants now, and I could do nothing to stop it.
If he pushed a hand between my legs, I’d come instantly. The lightest touch, and I’d shatter.
But that hand around my throat, the easy way he asserted himself, it rewired things in my brain, scrambled the way my blood coursed through my veins.
Instead of kissing me, like I thought he would, Cameron bent slightly at the knees, then boosted me into his arms easily. My legs wrapped immediately around his waist, my arms slung around his shoulders so my fingers could dig into the silky length of his hair.
He walked down a dark hallway, eyes never wavering from mine.
I ducked forward and sucked at the spot of skin under his ear, and his hands tightened dangerously. One hand plucked at the back of my bra, and the satin loosened. It was heady, that he was strong enough to carry me with one hand.
The way he could manhandle me was wildly arousing, and I’d probably never admit that out loud, but my mind raced with possibilities.
Wall sex.
Shower sex.
All the things that sounded very, very sexy but, in reality, left a bit to be desired, simply from a logistical standpoint.
There’d be no logistical problems with Cameron.
The thought of it had me sucking harder on his delicious skin, and he pushed his hand underneath the edge of my underwear, gripping tightly.
“Ivy,” he warned.
I licked at the edge of his ear, and he hissed.
The room was dark, the only light coming from the hallway, and I hardly had any sense of what it looked like, but when he lowered me back down, the long column of his throat worked on a swallow when I rolled my hips against his stomach before I unwound my legs.
He could see me just fine, based on the way his eyes roved.
When my feet touched the ground, I kept my hands behind his neck and tugged gently, until his lips came closer to mine.
Then he stopped.
“Are you going to make me ask for everything?” I whispered.
“Maybe.” His lips brushed mine. “It’s good for you.”
My skin trembled, and I exhaled a short, incredulous laugh. “Is it now?”
I curled my hand around the obscene display in the front of his pants, and he tipped his head back and groaned.
