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He was so good at this… His tongue and lips moved in a rhythm that unraveled me completely, as if he could read my mind and knew exactly what I needed. His tongue was lighter than a butterfly’s wings at first, patient and giving. Every flick, every gentle suck was calculated to drive me higher, his hands gripping my hips to hold me in place as I rocked beneath him. He was relentless, coaxing sounds from me I didn’t even know I was capable of making.
My body tightened, the heat inside me building to an unbearable crescendo.
“Cam,” I gasped, my voice barely a whisper. “I’m so close…”
“Let go,” he whispered against me, his voice vibrating against my skin.
I did. The tension snapped, and I shattered beneath him, my back arching off the bed as pleasure rippled through me in wave after wave. He didn’t stop, his mouth drawing out every last tremor until I was totally spent, trembling and breathless.
When he finally moved back up my body, his lips found mine again, unhurried this time, grounding me as I floated back down to earth. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him closer, feeling the rapid beat of his heart against mine.
My eyes widened when I realized he was hard again.
“What kind of vitamins do you take?” I asked drowsily.
He grinned and reached for a condom. “Vitamin Sue. It’s all I need.”
He lowered his mouth to mine again. To my amazement, renewed desire stirred inside me as his weight settled carefully on top of me. My head started to clear, only to go cloudy with arousal when I felt him slide inside me.
I gasped, parting my legs for him. “Cam…”
“What?” he whispered against my lips, his breath hot and unsteady. He slipped inside me another inch, then another. “Tell me what you want, Sue.”
I squeezed my eyes shut, my sensitive flesh clenching tighter around him, drawing him deeper inside.
“I want you,” I whispered. “I need you inside me.”
He groaned, his forehead dropping to mine.
With a growl of pure need, he filled me completely, stealing my breath and every coherent thought from my mind. We moved together in perfect rhythm, our bodies finding a tempo that was both wild and tender. Every thrust, every kiss, every moan built the pleasure higher until it was almost too much to bear.
When another orgasm finally tore through me, I cried out his name, shuddering beneath him as waves of pleasure crashed over me. He followed seconds later, burying his face in my neck as he found his own climax, his body trembling against mine.
For a long time, neither of us moved, tangled together, our breaths mingling in the quiet aftermath.
Finally, Cam lifted his head, brushing a kiss against my lips. “Feeling more relaxed?”
I smiled, still breathless. “Oh yeah.”
“Good.”
He rolled us onto our sides, pulling me close. His eyes were still glassy, as I imagined mine were. We just looked at each other for a while, losing track of time, lost in contemplation. I had never been so comfortable in silence with anyone else.
I hesitated to speak, to perturb this beautiful moment, but I had to voice the thought that nagged at the back of my mind.
“Cam, do you think we’ll manage to fool everyone tomorrow?”
He reached for my hand and took it to his lips, kissing my fingers softly.
“There isn’t going to be that much fooling involved. This is real.”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Cam
“Are you ready?”
I laced my fingers with hers, turning us into a unit through that simple gesture.
