Page 41 of Under My Skin

Suddenly, it no longer matters why I came over here. The only goal I have now is to reassure Lizzie of her worth and the feelings I have for her. To show her how much I still want her, despite all the reasons I shouldn’t.

I’ll think about the consequences tomorrow. Right now, I just want to be selfish and get lost in her. In us.

I shift to my side to finally face her just as she moves her gaze back to the sky, forcing me to take her chin and turn her toward me.

“I don’t want to forget the other night, Lizzie. I’ve been an idiot the past couple of days, trying to talk myself out of…everything again. I’ve been trying to fight this, thinking I was doing the right thing. For me. For you.

She looks downright pissed off now.

“You don’t need to make decisions for me. I’m more than capable of doing that myself. So stop hiding behind what youthinkis good for me.” I try to speak, but she lifts her hand. “I don’t need someone who keeps convincing himself to take a chance on me, Cameron. Just figure out what you want. I’d rather you be honest than spare my feelings.”

She moves to get up, but I stop her with a hand around her waist.

“You. I want you, Lizzie.”

“Then stop complicating things and take me.”

I pull her flush against me just before I move my hand up to slide into her hair, wrapping the silky strands around my fingers and pulling her lips to mine for a kiss. I can tell she’s shocked because her body goes stiff and she sucks in a breath, but she recovers quickly.

There’s no stopping this anymore. This magnetic pull we have toward each other isn’t going to magically disappear if I ignore it, and I don’t want to. I want to give in and not think about my past failures, whether I’m making the right decision or if I’m going to epically mess things up.

Right now, I’m only feeling.

I deepen the kiss and slide my tongue along the seam of her plush lips and push in. That’s all it takes for her to let go, sucking my tongue into her mouth. We duel for control. It’s frenzied and raw and all-consuming. She moans into my mouth and wraps her hands around my neck and into my hair. I take the opportunity to cover her body with mine, leaning on my arm and knees, caging her beneath me. When I move my hand down her leg, she opens them up for me as much as she can to fit me.

I continue devouring her mouth and swallowing all her moans and whimpers. I’m so fucking desperate for her, I couldn’t stop if I wanted to. I move my hand to her breast and squeeze, causing her to grind into me even harder. I pinch her nipple through her shirt and she tears her mouth away from mine to gasp for air. I take the opportunity to move to her neck and kiss down the column to her cleavage.

I feel her hips arching, seeking pressure where I know she needs it most, and I start to grind my cock against her. Dry humping has never felt this good, and I swear I almost come in my pants like a fucking teenager.

“Cameron, I need you so bad.” Her voice sounds breathy, and I love knowing I did that to her.

“How bad, Lizzie? As bad as I need you?” I’m staring at her puffy lips, all swollen from our kissing, waiting for her to respond.

“I-I don’t know how to say it, Cameron. There aren’t words to express how bad I need this. Need you.” It all comes out in one breath, frustration lacing every word.

She looks so unsure of herself. Like, even if she knew the words, she wouldn’t be able to say them. I switch our positions so she’s in my lap, straddling me now, face to face. “If you can’t tell me how bad you need me, then show me.”

Her eyes widen with shock and fear, and for a moment I think I may have pushed her too far. Her reaction in the kitchen and now this give away her lack of experience, and I should have been more careful.

“Lizzie…Use me. I’m right here.”

For a second, I’m convinced she’s going to pull away and say good night. Instead, she surprises the hell out of me when she moves up, and I can feel her pebbled nipples against my chest. I know she can feel how ready I am underneath her because she makes this little keening sound in the back of her throat that makes me even harder.

“Jeez, Cameron. You’re so hard,” Lizzie whispers like it’s a secret.

“You make me this hard, Lizzie.” I take the break in our kiss to suck on her earlobe and move down her neck. “This is all because of you.” That spurs her on because she starts moving on me now, grinding her pussy over my cock, only jeans and joggers separating us. She keeps making those little whimper sounds, and I can’t take it anymore.

“Can I touch you?” I look up into her eyes, and she has that shocked look going on again.

“You want to touch me?” she asks quietly.

“More than you can imagine. The only thing I’ve been thinking about.”

“Yes. Please.” She breathes it out quickly, like if she waits too long to answer, I’ll change my mind.

There’s not a fucking chance of that happening.

“I need these off.” I make quick work of unbuttoning her jeans and pulling the zipper down, and she lifts so I can push them down and she can toe them off. All that remains is the pale pink fabric covering her pussy that is darker in the front, showing how wet and ready she is for me.

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