Page 55 of Staying for You

“I can tell that you’re worried, but truly, this is what we can both offer right now, right? You like your space and privacy. I need to give my heart time to heal before I jump into anything else. We like each other so let’s have some fun.”

I lie quietly, looking back and forth between her blue eyes that are so happy and content and think she’s right. I want to get to know her, but as far as talking over our expectations once again, maybe it’s easier to just let it be. We’re on the same page and that’s what matters.

“How about talking about yourself, then?”

She groans and covers her face. “That’s worse!”

We both laugh and I pull away her hands so I can see her. “I have no doubt that whatever I learn about you will be interesting and I’ll beg for more.”

She blows out a breath and her body relaxes. “How do you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Make me feel… all this.”

I get it even though she didn’t explain herself. Kissing her, because I can and why the hell not, I allow us both to get lost in it, loving how easy it is together. Our mouths and bodies move against one another as if they’ve done it a million times before.

To me, she’s transparent. Within minutes of being together, I figured her out. The buttons to push to send her flying high. The tender spot where her neck meets her shoulder causes her to shudder. Her nipples are so sensitive, sucking on them brings her to orgasm in no time. When I run my thumb along her cheek or throat, she squirms and rubs her legs together to relieve herself of some of the tension.

I love it.

It’s addicting to know how much I turn her on. Because she does the same to me.

The second her hand wrapped around me, I almost came right there. Then the heat of her mouth hit me and I had to think of everything possible to keep my mind off what was happening. It had been a long time since anyone but myself had touched me and the fact that it was Cami, beautiful, lovely, broken, sad Cami, was almost too much for me to handle.

When her mouth breaks from mine, her lips are puffy and a little red, her skin flushed, her chest is heaving, and her eyes are glossy. The blue so dark they’re almost black.

“If I look anything like you do, I look turned way the fuck on.”

She rubs her lips together and nods, murmuring a, “Pretty much.”

“Let me feed you.”

“I tried to eat earlier and you wouldn’t let me,” she sasses.

“I wasn’t the one pulling you away. No guy in his right mind would ever deny someone of that,” I counter.

“Fine. You’re right. I wasn’t quite daring enough for that yet. It would have been my first time so I need a little time before I’m ready,” she admits.

I know my eyes flare hearing it and she notices. I can’t help it, though. She admitted that she hadn’t done that with her ex but that she was willing to at least try with me. She doesn’t realize what a gift that is. I’m not disrespectful enough to ever expect that out of her but it makes me grow hard just knowing that she is open to more with me.

“You’re such a guy.”

“Glad you noticed.” I press myself against her and she giggles. “But seriously, I really am hungry and you promised me food.”

“What the lady wants…”

“I get?”

“Now you’re catching on.”

I slap her lightly on the bottom then slide out of bed. Just like the first time she saw me naked, her gaze on me looks greedy. I can’t help it that it causes me to stay at half-mast.

“Not now, sweetheart. Let’s go cook something.”

“Together?”

“Yeah.”

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