“Spread your legs a little more, baby,” Cam asked as he twisted the shower head to give him a more focused spray. He knelt down and held rinsed her folds, working the spray up and down until she was soap free. Then he directed the spray on her clit, moving the shower head in circles as he slid two fingers into her core.
“Oh God. What…”
“Don’t you just love adjustable shower heads.”
“Mmm.”
“Sunshine, lean against the wall, I don’t want you to slip.” She didn’t answer him but did as he suggested. Her quivering increased and her muscles grasped and clenched his fingers. Watching her expression as she got closer to her orgasm, was a huge turn on. Her muscled grew taught and her skin flushed a deep pink. It was incredibly sexy. He wanted to draw it out, give her as much pleasure as he could, but he couldn’t refrain tasting her. Almost as soon as he touched her clit, she came, her juices pouring over his fingers and mixing with the water.
“Oh my God. I can barely stand.”
“Hold on, let me rinse off and you won’t have to.”
Making quick work of it, he turned the water off and wrapped her in a towel. Then he carried her to the bedroom and put her on the bed. He should dry off, but his cock was about to explode.
Sliding his wet body over hers, he pushed her thighs apart with his leg. “You are fucking amazing.”
As she reached for him, he slid his throbbing shaft deep into her soaking wet core. Even after all the sex the night before, she was still so damn tight. Hot, wet, tight, it just didn’t get any better.
Grabbing him around the neck and pulling him to her, she kissed him, biting his lips and then sucking his tongue into her mouth. When she bit down on his tongue, it was like a jolt of electricity traveled straight to his cock. Thrusting into her harder and faster, his balls slapped against her ass. When he couldn’t hold back any longer he exploded inside her.
Breathless, he pulled her with him so she could rest on top of him as he rolled onto his back. It was freakin’ amazing, but like last night, he was still hard. He hadn’t been able to stay hard after an orgasm since he was in his early twenties.
Looking down on his Sunshine, she hadn’t moved. Her hair was spread across his chest as her cheek was over his heart. He wished they could stay like that forever.
“That was incredible,” she whispered.
“It’s you, Sunshine. You have stolen my heart. You’re so brave, sexy, funny, and just fucking amazing. You take my breath away. I love you.” He hadn’t intended for it to pop out like that, but every word was true, and he wasn’t sorry. He wasn’t sure how she would react, but he didn’t have to wait long for his answer.
When she lifted her head to look at him, a huge bright smile lit her face making her glow bright as the sun. “I love you, Cam. You take my breath away too.” Then she moved up his body, leaned over his face until her hair covered them like a curtain and kissed him.
“You’re mine now, forever and always,” he said against her lips.
“And you’re mine.”
Chapter 16
They neededanother shower when they got out of bed a few hours later. If this was making love with the man of your dreams, Miranda never wanted it to stop. Sex had never come close to the mind-blowing experience she’d had with Cam. And he promised it was just the beginning. She wondered if she’d be able to walk in the morning.
This time she jumped into the shower alone. Halo needed a walk, but Cam promised he’d stay near the front of the building and would be back before she finished her shower. He still made her promise not to leave the apartment for any reason. He had to be crazy if he thought she had the energy for anything other than the shower. Her legs felt like rubber and she was a bit sore, but she’d do it again in a heartbeat, as long as she didn’t have to stand up.
Giggling, she dragged the comb through her hair, which had turned into a ton of knots. Even washing and conditioning it again didn’t help much. Maybe she should go shorter, like Meghan. It was an idea and would be easier to care for. Turning on the blow dryer, she never heard the gunshot that blew out the lock on the door, and it wasn’t until the bathroom door was thrown open that she realized she was in trouble.
It was like a scene from a movie playing out in her head. A woman is naked in the bathroom when a maniacal killer breaks into her house and stabs her a million times. Except it wasn’t a movie, and it wasn’t a knife he was pointing at her it was a semi-automatic gun.
“You’re coming with me.”
“No.”
“Alive or dead, you’re coming. Your choice,” he said in heavily accented English. Miranda couldn’t tell if it was Pashto like her abductors in Afghanistan or something different. Either way, she couldn’t speak more than a few words of Pashto so it wouldn’t help much.
If he’d gotten into the apartment, where were Cam and Halo? Had they ambushed them outside? Killed them and then come for her? She prayed that he was still alive to come for her because she’d rather die than be a captive again. Then she remembered the tracker in her phone and had to figure out a way to bring it with her.
“I’ll come. But I need to put clothes on.” She’d almost forgotten she was naked with just the brush and a hairdryer for protection. Not helpful unless he was standing in a puddle of water.
Dressed in a traditional Al-Qaeda headdress, his face was mostly covered, and all she could see were his cold dark eyes. As those cruel eyes slowly traveled down her naked body, she doubted he’d let her get dressed. But she refused to move or show weakness. Instead, she gritted her teeth and wished for a miracle.
Finally, he nodded. “Go. Be quick.” The asshat didn’t even move out of the doorway and forced her to slide past him to get to the bedroom. When she’d joined Cam in the shower earlier she’d just tossed her clothes on the side of the bed, they were still there and so was her phone. Thank God she’d put it in her pocket when they walked Halo earlier. She looked up at the ceiling and said a little thank you. She’d been given her miracle.