Page 19 of A Very Grumpy Marine

A growl rumbles in my chest, and I kiss her again—hard, deep, like I can’t get enough. Because I can’t. She’s mine, and I need her to know it.

She fists her hands in my shirt, pulling me even closer, like she’s finally giving in, finally letting herself feel this the way Ido. I lift her, wrapping her legs around my waist, and she gasps against my lips.

“You good?” I murmur.

She nods breathlessly. “Yeah.”

I grin, nipping at her lips. “Then hold on, baby.”

Because I’m not letting her go.

Not now. Not ever.

My hands gripping her thighs as she clings to me, I turn and head for the stairs. Lymric is kissing my neck and doing her best to try to drive me crazy.

It’s working.

I take the stairs two at a time, anxious to get my girl naked and beneath me. I head straight for my bedroom and lay her out on the bed. She gasps as I nip her bottom lip and then watches me with hooded eyes as I stand and start to strip.

Her green eyes devour me as I pull off my shirt and toss it to the floor.

“Your turn,” I say huskily.

She sits up and peels her shirt up and over her head. I expect her to toss it aside, but she clutches it in front of her instead. For a moment, I see a look of doubt pass over her face, and I crouch down in front of her.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” I ask her, and she looks up at me.

“Nothing. I just…have never done this before.”

“Me either,” I admit, and she looks shocked.

“How is that possible?” She blurts out.

“I could ask you the same thing,” I murmur, and she blushes.

“I was always more focused on my career,” she admits and I nod.

“Me too. There was never anyone that I wanted to be with or get to know. Not until you.”

She smiles up at me, and I lean forward and kiss her. My lips claim hers, and at some point, her grip on the shirt loosens, and it falls to the ground next to me.

“I want you,” she murmurs against my mouth, and I smile.

“I’m yours.”

I kiss down her neck, and she lays back on the bed while I kneel at her feet. My hands reach for her pants, and she lifts her hips when I start to pull them and her panties down her legs. I toss them aside and then spread her thighs wide enough for me to fit between them.

“Camden,” she breathes, and fuck do I love hearing her say my name like that.

“Let me take care of you,” I whisper a second before I bury my face in her sweet pussy.

She gasps as I lick up her center, and I moan as her juices hit my tongue.

“So good,” I groan as I dive back in for another taste.

My tongue licks through her folds and circles her clit. I repeat the same path over and over again, enjoying her flavor and the breathy sounds that are spilling from her lips.

Her thighs are starting to clamp down around my head and I smile as I suck her clit into my mouth and roll my tongue over it.

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