by Kaylee Quinn
He leaned his forearm against the doorframe. “Are you?”
“Of course.”
“You have bags underneath your eyes.”
“So do you.”
“Touché.” He smiled. When he spoke next, his voice was lower and more seductive. “I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about what you said. And I know that I hurt you.”
“You did hurt me, and I know that if I let you into this apartment, you’ll just end up hurting me again.” When he tried to interrupt, I held up my hand, stopping his words. “I know your type, Cameron Wolff. You love to chase women and try to get them to fall in love with you. Then, once you get what you want, you become bored with the relationship and toss them aside like trash.”
He straightened away from the door. “What are you talking about? I don’t do that at all.”
“Oh yeah? Well, why did you dump me the other night, after we had that incredible evening? I thought we had a good thing together, but when you drove me home form the hospital, everything changed. You changed.”
“I know.” He shifted his stance. “My behavior was awful, but there’s an explanation. Just give me two minutes.”
I shook my head. “Forget it.”
“Two minutes, and if you don’t accept my apology, I’ll…I’ll go.”
I frowned. “You’ll really leave?”
He made an ‘X’ over his heart. “Promise.”
I stared at him for a long moment, considering. I supposed two minutes couldn’t hurt. It wasn’t as if I had anything else important going on. Perhaps, after his explanation, it would be easier to put both him and this entire horrible ordeal behind me.
Uncrossing my arms, I stepped back and motioned him inside. “Two minutes. I’m setting a timer.”
“Of course.” He hurried past me, as if he was worried I might change my mind.
“You’re not going to be staying that long,” I said as he moved over to the living room and removed his suit jacket.
He cleared his throat as I sat on the couch. “Look, I know what I did that night we went to the hospital wasn’t exactly…”
“Normal?”
“Normal,” he agreed. “But there was a reason for it.” He sat on the couch next to me. “Today, after you left, I had an epiphany.”
I raised my brows. “Oh really?”
“Yes. I realized that when you were speaking up and insulting me during the meeting, you were finally doing what I had asked.”
“I’m not sure I understand.”
“You lost your fear of what others thought of you. Instead of trying to please those stuffy executives, you decided to do what was right. You kept to the spirit of my brand and were daring and bold.”
My anger started to dissipate. “I did, didn’t I?”
“And in doing so, you made me realize that I had become the one thing that I despise most—a coward. And not just because I had agreed to all of those terrible ideas. There’s more.” He averted his gaze. “I never should have abandoned you after that hospital visit, but the truth of it is, the visit scared me.”
“It scared me, too.”
“No,” He turned back to me, and I was surprised to find so much pain in his eyes. “It scared me because it brought back too many memories from my youth.”
“You were in the hospital as a child?”
“Yes, but not for the reason you might think.” He took in a deep breath and let out a sigh before continuing. “When I was in high school, my mother came down with breast cancer.”
“Oh no. that’s horrible.”
He glanced down at his fingers in his lap. “It was horrible, and the worst part about it was that she had to go through all of it alone.”
“What do you mean?”
He leaned back on the couch and looked up at the ceiling, as if lost in some distant memory. “I mean that my scumbag father left her for a much younger woman after her diagnosis. My mother had been abandoned by my father, the person she had thought was the love of her life. Not only was she very sick, but had a teenager to care for. She was too ill to work. We had to rely on government assistance and the kindness of strangers to survive.”
“That’s awful.” I leaned in closer and put my hand on his thigh. “I had no idea.”
“Most of my teenage years were spent in a hospital, waiting for my mother to finish some type of cancer treatment. She tried her best to give me a normal life, but it was hard. She was so tired all of the time…I didn’t understand the sacrifices she had to make then, but I understand them now.” He squeezed his eyes shut, and I could see the guilt flash through his features. “She was amazing, a true fighter, right up until the very end.”
“I’m so sorry.”
He found my hand and squeezed it reassuringly. “I took her death hard. I still do. I loved her more than life itself, but cancer ripped her away from me. I felt so vulnerable and alone. I didn’t ever want to feel that way again.”
“That’s completely understandable.”
He opened his eyes and turned his head toward me. “When I finally got back on my feet, I vowed never to let myself become close to anyone like that again. I didn’t want to have to face losing them.” Sighing, he let go of my hand and leaned forward, resting his forearms on his knees. “Then you came into my life. For the first time, I could feel myself becoming close to someone again. I could feel the connection forming between us. It scared me.”
I placed my hand on his back. “It scared me, too.”
“When that doctor said…” He pressed his lips together as some intense emotion crossed his features. “When the doctor told us about that spot on your lung, it brought everything back. I realized that I didn’t want to lose you. I couldn’t lose you. So, I did the only thing I could think of in the heat of the moment. I ran.”
“Oh, Cam.”
He straightened and turned to face me. “I told myself it was better this way. By breaking things off now, I didn’t risk getting my heart broken later. But dissolving our relationship didn’t save myself from pain. It intensified it.”
“I spent half the night wondering why you left me the way you did. I had no idea what you had to deal with.”
“It was no excuse for my behavior.”
“I know, but still. I wish you had told me.” I rubbed his back reassuringly.
“Sadie, when I saw you in that conference room, I realized what a fool I had been. I felt the strong connection between us. I know you felt it, too.”
“I did,” I admitted.
“In that moment, I realized that didn’t want to live a life without you.”
I removed my hand and placed it over my lips. “Cam, you can’t mean—”
“I don’t want my old demons to ruin my life.” He pushed a stray hair from my temple. “To ruin our lives.” He trailed his fingers down the side of my cheek and hooked his finger under my chin. “I care too much about you to leave you, Sadie. No matter what happens, from this moment forward, I’ll be by your side. No matter what we learn from those doctors, we’ll face the diagnosis together.”
Blinking back tears, I kissed him hard, knowing how much effort it took for him to be so honest with me. “You have no idea how much those words mean to me.”
“Not half as much as you mean to me.” He threaded his fingers through my hair and palmed the back of my head. “I want to be with you, Sadie. I want to spend the rest of my days with you.”
Chapter 6
Cameron’s words blew me away. I had never heard anything so heartfelt in my entire life.
The kiss started out slow and passionate. As his arms tightened around my waist, his warmth surrounded me as well, and it wasn’t long before my thoughts scattered into an erotic blur.
“Sadie,” he whispered when we finally parted for air. “Oh, Sadie.”
He slid his fingers into the opening of my robe, spreading them first over my ribs, and then the sides of my breast. I arched my back, pressing myself closer to his rock-hard body as he nibbled
a trail along my jaw and neck.
“I want to taste every inch of you,” he whispered against my skin.
I gasped as he brushed my robe to the side, exposing my naked breast. Dipping his head, he took my nipple into his mouth and sucked, causing a bolt of pleasure to shoot up through my core. I groaned and leaned back on the cushions, inviting him to explore further. He did, and it wasn’t long before my robe was completely open and I laid there, naked and exposed before him.
“You’re so beautiful,” he slid his tongue over my nipple. “I could taste you all night.”
“Please don’t.” I whimpered as he took my sensitive peak into his mouth. “I don’t think I’d be able to take it.”
“Oh, you could take it. You’ll take all I give you and more.” He swirled his tongue around my nipple, sending another roll of pleasure through my core.
“Cam, please.” I could already feel myself coming close to the edge. “I don’t want to take things slow.” I reached for his shirt, but he brushed my hand aside.
“Not yet.” He bent down and slid his tongue over my nipple once more. “I want to taste you first.”
I whimpered in protest as he continued to tease my breasts. Threading my fingers into his hair, I wiggled beneath him as the desire inside of me grew. As if sensing my groaning need, he shifted his position and slid his hand in between my thighs.
“Oh God.” I gasped as he slid his fingers through my slick folds.
“You like that, don’t you?” he asked.
I nodded, unable to speak. Desire burned hot inside my lower abdomen, and all I could think about was him filling me with his large cock.
“I bet you’ll like this even more.” He chuckled and found my clit, sending my senses into overdrive.
“Yes.” He rubbed my sensitive nubbin in small circles, just the way I liked it. Grabbing the back of his head, I pulled him down and invaded his mouth. I wanted him to consume me, to take me in every way possible. Tilting my head, I drove my tongue deep into his mouth as I ran my fingers through his hair and over his back.
“Oh God.” I pulled away and groaned as his fingers slid down and entered my channel. The intrusion felt so good, so right.
“You feel so wet,” he whispered. “Come for me, baby. I want to feel your sweet pussy hug my fingers.”
His words were so sexy, his mouth so hot. I kissed him again and spread my legs wider, inviting him deeper.
He thrust his fingers deep, then retreated and pushed again. Over and over he invaded my body, each thrust stealing more of my heart. The world around us faded away, and I could feel the tension building deep within my core. Soon I was moving against him, desperate for more.
“Faster,” I pleaded.
He moved quicker, tilting his hand so his palm hit my clit as he slid his fingers home. The added sensation was my undoing. Something inside of me snapped, and as my orgasm crashed through my system, I called out his name, letting the long, ribbons of pleasure slide through my center and surround me in bliss.
“Fuck, you’re so amazing,” he said as he pulled his hand away. “I can’t even stand it.”
“Don’t leave me,” I whispered. I didn’t want to be left alone, not after his heartfelt confession, not after the beautiful moment we shared.
“Leave?” He chuckled. “Why would I leave? We’re just getting started.”
Grabbing my arms, he dragged me up into a sitting position, letting my robe fall onto the floor. He then leaned back on the cushions, pulling me down on top of him.
“Put your hands on the arm of the couch,” he said.
“What?”
“You heard me. Do it.”
Dazed, I did as he asked. Cam flashed me a sexy grin and pushed my hips up in the air. Before I could breathe, before I could even think about what he was doing, he slid down the couch cushions until all I could see was the top of his head in between my thighs.
“What are you doing?”
He didn’t speak, but instead grabbed my hips and slid his tongue over my slick folds.
“Oh.” I closed my eyes and lowered my hips onto his eager tongue. My skin tingled, and despite just having an orgasm, I could feel desire begin to stir inside of me once more. Digging my fingers into the couch, I closed my eyes and focused on his wicked tongue as he slid it around my opening.
“Yes.” I moistened my lips as he dipped inside my channel. “Oh God, yes.”
He flicked his tongue in and out. It was just enough to stimulate, but not enough to send me over the edge. For a long moment he held me there, somewhere between desire and orgasm, constantly building my need but never letting me find the relief I so desperately needed.
“Please,” I whispered as I started undulating against his mouth. “Ah, fuck.” Tilting my head back, I let my hair fall down my back as the tension and need grew inside my core. Letting go of the couch, I cupped my breasts, massaging and kneading them as he drove his tongue deeper and deeper into my core.
“I’m going to come.” It was the truth. I could feel myself hovering on the edge. One push, one flick of the tongue in just the right place, and my world would explode once more.
I didn’t want to orgasm, however. At least, not yet. I had already had one orgasm, but Cam hadn’t been pleasured at all.
“Come for me baby,” he whispered from between my legs. “I want to taste you.”
“No.”
I could feel him hesitate. “No?”
I got off the couch and dropped my hands to my sides. “No.”
He leaned up on his elbow. “I don’t understand.”
“You will.” I got back up onto the couch, this time facing the opposite direction. After positioning my hips over his face, I leaned over and carefully unzipped his pants.
“Understand now?” I asked as I pulled his large, thick cock from his pants.”
“Oh baby,” he groaned as I ran my fingers over his length. “Don’t stop.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.” I slid my tongue over the tip of his erection, then slowly eased him into my mouth.
“Oh baby, that’s amazing.” He dug his fingers into my hips. “You feel so good.”
I retreated and pushed my lips down once more, taking him as far into my mouth as he could go. For a long moment he laid still and groaned as I worked, and as the air became heated and electric, I could tell that he was fighting to stay in control of his emotions.
“You’re amazing,” he said as he slid a finger into my wet pussy. “Simply amazing.”
I gasped at the intrusion, then moaned against his shaft. I sensed that we were beginning some sort of contest, one where the first person to orgasm lost.
I doubled my efforts, tightening my grip and applying just enough suction to make him groan. In response, he pushed his finger deep into my core and flicked his tongue over my clit.
“Fuck,” I murmured when I came up for air. “Oh God.” I ran my tongue over my lips as he exchanged one finger for two. He pushed harder, faster, and despite my best efforts, I found it too difficult to concentrate on giving him pleasure.
The man was too good, and my need too strong. Within seconds he had pushed me over the edge, and this time I came screaming his name as pleasure burst through every inch of my being.
“You taste amazing,” he said as reality started to settle around me once more. “So responsive to my touch.”
“You didn’t orgasm,” I said, looking at his erection in frustration. “I had wanted—”
“I know what you wanted.” He gently eased me off of the couch until I was on my feet. “And don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get what you want.”
He stood and moved behind me, then placed his palm in the middle of my back.
“Bend over.”
I did as he asked, this time placing my hands on the coffee table.
“Perfect.” He came up behind me and positioned himself at my opening. “Just perfect.
With one, long, slow thrust, he entered my body, stretching my in
ner muscles to the point of breaking. We both moaned as pleasure bubbled up through my system and he slid his erection home.
“God, you feel incredible,” he said, bending over my back and kissing me along my spine. “I love how you grip my cock.”
I widened my stance, allowing him to inch deeper. “I love how you feel inside of me.”
“Oh baby.” He grabbed my hips and retreated, sliding along my slick inner walls. “I love everything about you.” He thrust once more, sending another wave of joy through my system.
It didn’t take us long to find a rhythm. It felt so primal, so base. With each thrust I was pushed deeper into the moment, and as the sounds of our bodies coming together filled the room, I could feel the tension build inside of me once more.
“Yes,” I whispered as he thrust once more. “Harder.”
He pushed again, this time pushing me up onto my toes. “How’s that? You like that?”
“More.” I curled my fingers into the couch. “I want more.”
“You’re an animal, Sadie,” he murmured as he retreated and thrust again. “You’re an animal, and I love it.”
Soon we were moving together, and the air between us grew thick with tension. Every muscle in my body felt as if it was on edge, and I groaned and murmured his name as he pulled me hard against his cock.
“Fuck baby. I need you to come for me.” He reached around my hips and slid his finger over my clit. “I need you to show me how good you feel.”
He pushed down on my clit hard, and at the same time plunged deep into my core. The added sensation was enough to push me over the edge. As my orgasm exploded inside of me, I saw stars. It felt so powerful, so consuming. My inner muscles tightened around his cock as pleasure burst through my mind, numbing me to everything but bliss. It was so beautiful, so powerful. I never wanted the moment to end.
Behind me, Cam’s movements became more erratic and desperate. He thrust hard up into my body, as if he was determined to push me off the ground. Then I felt him orgasm, and his groan of relief and amazement was enough to bring tears of joy to my eyes.
