Page 64 of Healing Love

Reaching across the console, he cupped her face. “You’re right, Miriam. I never gave you a choice.” He watched as her eyes warmed as she leaned into his palm. “I do want you safe and I can do that if you’re with me. But the minute we made love on the beach, I wanted you to be mine. Not just mine to protect…but mine to care for.”

Gifting him with a small smile, she said, “I’m glad. I’ve wanted you too but, well, I wasn’t sure exactly what you wanted. I guess we both expected each other to read our minds.”

His hand moved from her cheek, sliding to her neck, and he pulled her forward as he leaned toward her as well. Meeting in the middle, he kissed her softly. “Going to lay it out, babe. I want you…in my house, and in my life.”

“I want that too, but giving up my apartment is kind of scary. I mean if we don’t make it…”

“I’ve got no crystal ball, but we’re not like most couples who get together when everything is good and when the shit happens, then they might not be able to handle it.Cariña, we’ve been through hell to start with. We’ve seen each other at our worst. And if you’re worried that we only got together because of the intensity of the shitstorm around us, then look at where we are now.”

“So…what exactly are you saying? I really don’t want to make you mad but, Cam, I need to know.”

He touched his lips with hers once more, a gentle kiss full of promise. Leaning back, just enough to peer into her eyes, he said, “Okay, here’s where we are. You’re in my house and you need to stay until we have a better handle on your safety. We’ll go tomorrow and get more of your stuff to bring here. We’ll even take it slow. You keep your apartment for another month or two if that makes you feel better. But as far as I’m concerned, you’re here. As I said, in my home,” he kissed her again. “In my life,” followed by another kiss. “And in my heart,mi amor.”

“Mi amor?” She had secretly Googled some of the Spanish endearments he used and knew what he was saying.Or hoped he was saying.

His eyes molten, his lips curved into smile as he leaned closer. “Yeah.Mi amor. I love you, Miriam.”

This time when he kissed her, she moaned in his mouth and his dick jumped to life once more. “You ready to take this celebration of your new job inside, babe?”

“Oh, yeah,” she giggled as he bolted out of the vehicle and rounded the front before she could get out. He scooped her up before her feet touched the ground and carried her quickly inside. He twisted as soon as they entered, pressing her against the front door as he reset the alarm panel. His intention had been to carry her to the bedroom, but she had other plans.

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With her back pressed tightly against the door, Miriam wrapped her legs around Cam’s waist, nestling her core against his swollen cock. His jeans made for perfect friction, but she desperately wanted the offending material to be gone.

Cam’s thoughts of taking it slow flew out of his head as soon as she began rocking into his erection with her breasts at face level.

Sealing his mouth over hers, he took command of the kiss. Not gentle. Not soft. This kiss was demanding and unyielding. His tongue invaded her mouth, searching every crevice, tangling with her tongue, dueling for dominance. He leaned his massive body in, touching every inch of the front of hers, chest to knees.

Separating slightly, he slid his hand under her blouse, his fingers continuing their upward path, coming to rest on her breast. Capturing her moans in his mouth, he devoured her lips. Pushing her back against the door, her legs unwound. Lifting his legslightly so that she was seated on him, he continued to fondle her breasts then quickly divested her of her top, trying not to pop the buttons off. Jerking the material off her shoulders, he pulled her forward from the door, just enough to toss the blouse onto the floor. She immediately reached back to him, clutching his shoulders as though she were hanging on for her life.

He pulled the tops of her lacy, pink bra cups down, freeing her breasts. Keeping her breasts at his face level, he continued his assault on them with his mouth. Sucking first one nipple in and then moving to the other, he felt her move her crotch against his leg, creating the friction that she needed.

Lowering his leg, he settled her feet back down on the floor so he could divest himself of his shirt. Jerking it off, he leaned back in pressing her against the door once more, recapturing her mouth with his. This time, flesh against flesh, breasts against chest.Jesus, she feels so good.

Using his hand to push her skirt up, he found her hands were already there. She broke the kiss long enough to unzip her skirt, sliding it down her legs along with her silky, pink panties. Unsnapping her bra, it was tossed to the floor to join the other clothes in the pile.

Before moving in for another kiss, he stopped for a moment just to stare at the naked beauty presented in front of him. He had seen naked women’s bodies over the years, but none of them came to mind. He could not recall their features, their faces, their shapes. All he could see in his mind was the perfection that was standing in front of him, staring at him with her dark,brown eyes. Eyes that were not just warm with lust, but with...love? Could she have those feelings for me?

Before he could process the emotions anymore, he felt her hands on the button of his jeans. Chuckling, he allowed her to slide the zipper down over his impressive cock. “In a hurry, babe?”

“Yeah,” she whispered. “Aren’t you?”

Shoving his jeans and boots off quickly, he stood in front of her just as naked, his cock jutting out toward her. He saw her glance down and suck her lips in momentarily before licking them. His cock twitched as though anxious to be seated in her. Seeing her eyes come back up to his, he laughed. “It’s got a mind of its own,cariña. And right now, it knows what it wants.”

Reaching down to snag a condom out of his jean’s pocket, he expertly rolled it on quickly.

As he hefted her up again, she wrapped her legs around his waist, this time her sex directly on his dick. Wanting to make sure she was ready, he slid his finger into her wet folds, moving it deeper and deeper, looking for just the right spot to make her scream. “So damn tight, babe. So goddamn wet.”

Feeling the pressure building, she knew she was close…so close she could have come just dry humping his jean-clad leg. The feel of his fingers tweaking deep inside of her was making her crazy. She felt him suck her nipple into his mouth, biting down just enough to give a quick pain then smoothing it with his tongue. Feeling her inner muscles clamping down on his fingers as the orgasm washed over her, she dug her fingernails down his back.

Cam looked at the beauty in his arms. Head thrown back against the door in ecstasy, eyes tightly shut, and that smile.Jesus, I’d walk through hell to see that smile every day.

Placing his aching cock at her entrance he rasped, “Ready?” A nod was the only answer he received and all he needed. Her sex impaled on his cock, balls deep, he began thrusting. One hand under her ass for support, the other pressed against the door next to her head. Thrust after thrust, he slid in and out of her wet core, the friction nearly taking him over the edge quickly. Forcing his mind to hold back, he wanted her to come again.

Growling, “Mouth, cariña,” he sealed his lips over hers when she brought her mouth back to his. Deep. Demanding. His tongue mimicking the movements of his cock.

She felt the pressure building again. The feeling of trying to reach the finish line of a race, knowing that crossing the end would bring the most incredible euphoria. Closer and closer she came. Feeling his hand move between them and tweak her clit did the trick. She finished the race, shattering into a million pieces. Sucking on his tongue before shouting out his name, her slick walls grabbed at his cock.

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