Page 29 of Dirty Dare

Trevor

The wine comes out first. I set it on the floor. Close enough in case he actually wants some. But I’m getting the sense maybe it’s the other bottle he’s after.

Like the gigantic, how-did-I-miss-this, sixty-four-ounce pump bottle of lube.

I lift my brow. “Think it’ll be enough?”

Cam’s got the sexiest, most adorable pink tint burning over his cheeks. “For tonight? Probably.”

I nod, extracting the next item. A far more conservative box of thirty condoms.

“I love you.” I can’t say it enough, don’t know if I’ll ever be able to.

“Then show me.” Cocking one knee, he teases me with a view that takes my breath away.

My shorts and underwear hit the floor point two seconds later, and then I’m kissing and biting my way up his long, sexy leg, rubbing my face against his inner thigh and nuzzling beneath his sac.

He pulls me higher, begging for my kiss and then begging for more. I fill my palm and his with the slippery liquid and rub it over his shaft and balls, getting impossibly harder when I add more and generously rub it over his needy hole before sliding a finger in.

I pump slowly, in and out. Warming him up with one finger before adding another.

We kiss and tease, sliding together as I work him open. I take my time, watching carefully. Neither of us are virgins, but this will be our first time, and I want to make it good for him. I want him to feel how much I love him. To know that he is my world.

I press deep, stroking over his prostate and reveling in the way he starts to shake and gasp.

“Need… you to… oh God, baby… Need you to fuck me.”

Shifting onto my knees between his legs, I roll on a condom and cover it with more lube before lining the tip up with where he’s waiting for me. Then slowly, carefully, I push inside.

“Relax for me, Captain,” I whisper, shifting my weight forward to lean over him as I give him more, push deeper. As he lets me make his precious, perfect body mine the way my whole damn heart is his.

Our eyes meet, and a ghost of a smile flickers over his parted lips.

And it’s perfect.

It’s love.

It’s worth so much more than the career I thought was my whole life. More than the place where I live. More than all the million things that occupied my life before I found him again.

“Never letting you go,” I grunt, something savage and primal taking over as I piston inside him, angling my hips to make sure I’m hitting that sweet spot with every thrust. “Never going to leave.”

He’s shaking beneath me, gasping my name as our sweat-slicked bodies move together, as each thrust comes harder.

“More,” he begs.

I give him more, his pleasure fueling mine.

“Harder… God, like that.”

I’ll give him anything, everything.

“Trevor!” He throbs around me, his release painting my stomach and his with ropes of come.

And that’s it. I’m done. Lightning races up my spine and I shout, coming inside him like I’m coming home.

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Cam

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