Page 46 of All's Fair in Love & Chaos
Seb: You really are good?
Me: As good as I can be. If you see two guys on bikes that are hanging around the house, they’re a gift from Camden.
Seb: Do they get to play inside?
Me: No, firmly to look and not touch, they’re there for some added protection
Seb: Should I be worried?
Me: You put criminals away for a living by representing their victims, you should always be worried lol
Seb: Be safe babycakes. I love you
Me: Love you too
Camden startsto stir behind me, his hand flexing on my stomach, fingers starting to move slowly across my skin in a sensual caress. Goosebumps erupt across, spreading over my body. I know I’m not cuffed anymore, but I also don’t feel free here.
Camden’s hand tightens, closing the few inches of space that were between us. His morning wood presses into my lower back, and I can’t help but shimmy back against it. I know exactly how that thing feels inside me. Camden’s face presses into the back of my head, an audible deep inhale as he breathes me in.
“You smell so good, Saige. Love having you in my bed. Want to get used to this.” The last remaining shreds of resolve I have melt away at his words, and I turn in his arms, just as he slides on top of me. My legs open naturally for him as he rests his hips against mine and cradles my face within his large palms. His hard cock slips against my core; the only thing separating our bodies is the thin fabric we’re each wearing.
“You feel incredible in my arms, like you were made to be right here,” Camden whispers tenderly, sending chills down every inch of my body. I feel him harden further, my clit throbbing inneed as my eyes flutter closed. I tentatively gyrate my hips, finding that sweet spot where the underside of his length rubs back and forth, where I need him the most.
His body responds urgently to mine, the heat in the room ratcheting up to an inferno. His hands roam down my waist, over the curve of my bare ass, digging his fingertips into my muscles, tracing along the fabric of my thong. He moans his appreciation, giving it a firm squeeze. Strong arms lift me slightly, tilting my pelvis back for easier access as he starts to thrust against me. Pleasure shoots through my veins, a throbbing need coursing through me at a volatile rate.
I want this man so bad.
I rock my hips against him, unable to contain the moans that escape my lips at the feel of his hard body against mine. My hands roam over his arms, the muscles straining and strong. Camden doesn’t take his eyes from my face as he gazes into mine with lustful hunger that matches my own.We continue to rock against each other, a rough hump of our bodies, desperate to race for release.
“Come for me, my queen. Let me start my day watching you fall apart.”
“Oh, god.” I can’t help it, I combust. The coil inside me finally snaps, pleasure spreading outward. My body spasms in his arms as he continues to lift and drop my hips as we need, rubbing that thick length between my soaked pussy lips. The fabric between us is drenched, and I know he can feel it, loves it, wants it.
“You’re making me come, baby. This sweet, beautiful body. Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuuck, Saige!” Camden groans as he fillshis briefs with cum. I can feel the throb of his cock, the wet, sticky fluid that dampens the fabric.
It’s so hot.
Camden drops my ass back on the bed with one last squeeze, his body collapsing completely back down on mine. His hands find my face again, holding me tenderly as he looks into my eyes like I’m the greatest thing the world has ever created.
“Thank you. For giving me a piece of you. I’ll devour anything you give.”
My heart melts, but I’m abruptly brought back to reality as my orgasm fades away, my mind finally catching up with what happened, the guilt setting in.
“Let’s start the day. Am I allowed out of here?” I whisper, trying to change the subject as I scoot out from underneath him. He lets me go, his arm falling to the bed as I finally get free.
“You can. We’re on lockdown, always carry your gun, don’t even think about leaving the property without me, and there’s someone who’s coming down to see you today.” My eyebrows pinch together as I look down at him. “Kinsey.”
I findKinsey sitting outside with an orange drink in her hand. She’s wearing tight denim jeans, tall knee-high boots, and an ivory, off-the-shoulder top, her hair piled on top of her head, large hoop earrings dangling in her ears. She’s so girly but so tough. Her girly side reminds me of Willow, and my chest aches with heartbreak.
“Hey,” I say in greeting as I walk outside to the back porch. I’ve never been out here before, and the views are incredible. Nothing but wild lupines, tall spruce trees, and the Olympic Mountains for miles and miles. It’s serene and beautiful.
“Hey, Saige. Good to see you again.”
“Yeah? Didn’t really meet on the best of terms last time.”
“If it makes you feel any better, Reid carried me inside, right through the clubhouse, and into his room my first time here, too.” I wince at her words. “Do you drink?” she asks as she takes a sip of her beverage.
“On occasion, but I mostly try to stay in control at all times.”
