Page 34 of Single Glance

“Too fucking bad, menace.“ I grabbed her ankles and pulled her closer to me. When her clothed center hit my straining cock, she let out a soft gasp, like a single touch was going to shatter her. “Right now, I need to bury myself in your cunt, need you squeezing my cock like you’d die without it.” I reached up, brushing her plush lower lip. “And then, after I’ve painted you with my cum, you’re goingto use that poison tongue of yours to clean me up. Do you understand?”

Hadley’s whole body blushed crimson, like she didn’t believe what was spilling out of my mouth—and neither did I. Perhaps it was because Hadley’s anger was a familiar foe, and knowing what it was like to be on the other end of her vitriol unleashed this side of me. I’d felt the weight of her glare, knew how her hands tensed when she was on the edge of exploding. None of those happened now. Instead, her sapphire eyes stared directly into my soul, like she craved this just as much as I did.

She looked up at me like I was her undoing.

Right back at you, baby.

I wrenched her panties down her legs, tossing them to the other side of the room. Those were mine now as well, a reminder of the first time I got to have her. Hadley shivered as I unbuckled my jeans and pulled my shirt off, leaving me almost as bare as her.

I leaned down above her, kissing and licking my way from her navel to her neck. She squirmed underneath me, so I reached around to her ass, kneading hard enough that there would be marks tomorrow.Good, a primal part of my brain called out. I wanted her to wear my marks on her skin.

My fingers trailed down to her center, testing and teasing her. Holy hell, she was soaked, ready and waiting impatiently for me to fuck her. I lined my cock up with her entrance, searching her expression as I pushed inside her. Her mouth flew open as I pressed in, already meeting resistance, although I’d barely started.

“Relax for me, baby,” I cooed as I pressed kisses to her collarbone. “Need you to relaxso I can get all the way inside you.”

“I’m trying,” she sighed, her hands tightening against my skin. “You’re so big, Cam.”

“Oh yeah?” I shifted to get another inch closer. “You like my big cock inside you, menace?”

“God, you’re going to be even more insufferable now, aren’t you?” She chuckled, and her body relaxed, letting me slide further into her.

I pulled out, and my whole body clenched. Holding back was fucking killing me, but I refused to hurt her. Not like this. With each thrust, she opened a little more, until finally, I bottomed out. Once we connected, I leaned down and brushed the hair away from her eyes. “Hadley, are you…”

“Full,” she said. “So full. Please move, Cam. I need you to move.”

“Good girl.” I brushed my lips along her collarbone. “I love when you tell me what you need.”

After giving Hadley a moment to get used to the intrusion, I started shifting, watching for any signs of discomfort. But her expression was pure bliss, relishing everything I gave her. “Yeah, baby,” I groaned as I raised onto my haunches, pulling her closer by her hips. “I’m going to be so damn smug when you shatter on my cock. But it’s what you get for denying me this perfect little pussy for so long.”

“Cam…” she gasped as she tried to grab me, but instead, I took her wrists in one hand and lifted them above her head.

“I was going to take it easy on you, but then you had to run that sexy little mouth,” I said as my thrusts quickened. “Told me I could only fuck you once. Now, I’m going to give you everything, Hadley. Every single inch. If that’s not what you want, tell me now, baby.”

“Yes,” she cried as Islammed into her, the rhythmic movements making her walls tighten. “Give me all of it, Cam. Don’t hold back. I don’t want you to hold back.”

I reached down and lifted her, depositing her into my lap. Hadley’s eyes widened as she sunk down onto my cock, relishing every single inch. God, this was everything. Every move, every moan, every flush of her cheeks branded itself on my psyche. I’d had good sex before—amazing, even. Nothing like this, though. Nothing compared to being inside Hadley. Our bodies instinctively knew each other. This woman was made for me, designed to tempt and enthrall me until all I saw was her.

When her walls strangled my cock and she screamed my name, I couldn’t help but follow over the edge, helpless to stop my cum from coating her. When she breathed a little easier, Hadley pulled back, searching my expression as if to ask,what the hell was that?

I had no idea, no answers to give her.

But one thing was for sure—we were going to do that again.

TWENTY-SEVEN

My hand flew to my chest, trying to calm my erratic heartbeat. I’d expected good sex with Cam, but it wasn’t supposed to be this life-altering. The way he moved inside me, the way he spoke so filthily while holding me like I was the most precious thing in the world to him, it all combined into the most mind-blowing experience in my life. There was no way I’d ever be able to wipe it from my memories.

Which only meant one thing—we couldnotdo that again.

Not because I didn’t want to. No, something monumental had shifted inside me, like the pieces of a puzzle fitting together for the first time. Nothing in my life had ever been so good—so right. All I wanted was to crawl into his arms and never let him go.

Maybe it was naïve, but a small part of me hoped the sex would be terrible so I could push Cam out of my mind, convince myself this whole thing was nothing more than a misguided crush, fueled by our proximity and theway he filled out his baseball pants. We’d fuck, then move on, and life would go on like before.

Now that I’d known his touch? Heard his gravelly voice commanding my body like he knew what I wanted? I’d never erase his impact on me. He would be forever etched inside me.

Which was why it could not happen again.

Cam must have read the panic crashing through my mind, because he made no attempt to fulfill the other half of his promise. Instead, as soon as we were finished, Cam retreated into the bathroom, giving me a moment to clear my mind. However, he could have stayed out of the room for a thousand years, and it still wouldn’t have been enough time to compose my racing thoughts.

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