by Julia Bright
Cam slid his hand down her back and pulled up the hem of her shirt, tugging it high. She lifted her arms, allowing him to remove it. With her shirt gone, Cam stepped back and looked at her as if he’d never seen a woman before. The wonder and desire was so evident on his face it was nearly shocking.
He reached out and traced one finger over the edge of her bra. “So beautiful. So very beautiful.” Cam unhooked her bra but didn’t pull the straps from her shoulders. “You’re so freaking sexy. I’m turned on just by touching you like this. God, woman, you’re amazing.” He tugged the straps loose at her shoulders, removing her bra. It slid down her arms, uncovering her. Cam groaned and cupped her breasts, staring at her with an open mouth. “So freaking sexy.”
She shivered, and Cam stepped closer, looking down at their bodies as they met. He sucked in a breath and then met her gaze. It was as though hot lava erupted between them, sending both of them crashing together. She grabbed the waistband of his shorts, tugging them down as he reached for her pants. Hands and mouths explored as they worked each other’s clothes off. When they were both naked, their movements slowed, and Cam cupped her cheeks, his lips pressed firmly against hers. His kisses became gentle and then he stopped kissing her. She opened her eyes and moved back just a little, watching as his eyes fluttered open.
No one had ever looked at her the way Cam was staring at her now. She felt totally unworthy of his desire, but she couldn’t look away. He ran one hand down the side of her body to her hip before moving his fingers to her belly, brushing up over her bellybutton then lower, pausing just above her slit. His gaze didn’t leave hers as he moved his hand to her center, sliding between her folds, finding just the right spot. She moaned, and he smiled before he captured her lips again, his tongue begging her to open as his fingers did the same.
Her knees started to shake just before he scooped her up and carried her to the bed. With one knee between her legs, he settled on top of her, his weight pressing her into the mattress. She arched up and tried to angle her hips so the pressure increased, but he moved a little, decreasing the pressure.
“Please,” she begged.
“Not yet. Let me kiss you and worship you.”
She shivered as Cam moved lower on her body, his tongue toying with her collarbone before he moved again. He spread his tongue flat against her breast and licked over her round globes before finally circling to her nipple, sucking it in. The cry of passion from her lips came out louder than she’d intended.
Every time she’d had sex before, which only amounted to a handful of times, she’d not been able to be loud, but here in the house they were sharing, there wasn’t anyone else to be mindful of. She cried out again when Cam sucked in her other nipple, his hand doing wicked things to her other breast as he sucked and explored. She was losing her mind, only able to think of him sliding into her, but he wasn’t moving that direction. Instead, his mouth licked and nipped a path to her bellybutton, following what his hand had done earlier. When his tongue slid between her folds and over her clit, she almost came. Then he sucked her in and she did.
Her breath froze in her lungs as she arched up and grabbed his hair, clutching the soft strands in her fingers as she tried desperately to get him to keep licking her and somehow put his dick into her at the same time. She couldn’t have both but she wanted it. She wanted this man to consume her.
Then Cam moved his hand, sliding his fingers up her leg then into her, giving her relief and a taste of what she wanted. His hand started moving slowly as his tongue continued to torture her, licking and nipping. When she cried out, screaming his name, he chuckled and continued his assault, kissing her skin, driving her crazy.
“Please, I need you,” Rose babbled, hoping she could convince Cam to move and sink into her. She was about to go crazy with need as she cried out his name again. Cam lifted his head, eyes glazed with lust. The smile on his lips made her heart twist. He lowered and stuck out his tongue but didn’t break eye contact as he licked her clit. Rose threw back her head, crying out as he sucked her in again and slid his fingers into her opening.
Her head thrashed as she arched against his mouth. The orgasm hit hard, making her brain fuzz. She gasped for breath, her body pulsing as he slowly kissed his way up her belly to her breasts. Then his head was hanging over hers, his eyes full of emotion.
“You’re better than I imagined—sweeter. Now, I’m going to slide into you.”
“Please.” Rose wrapped her legs around him, pulling him close. She clutched him tightly as need curled through her.
Cam stared down at Rose, drinking in her beauty as he lined up. He wrapped one hand around her thigh, opening her more as he slid forward, entering her sweet, delicious heat. It was as if he’d finally reached heaven, his body tensing then relaxing as he adjusted to the feel of her being wrapped around him. He rocked out just a little then pressed back in, loving the way her mouth rounded and how her eyes rolled up in her head. She was the most erotic-looking woman he’d ever seen.
Rose’s fingernails dug into his arms as she tried to pull him closer. He lowered and licked over her lips before sliding his tongue into her mouth as she opened for him. She moved in such a delicious way he didn’t know if he could keep going. Every whimper from her pulled at his balls. He tried to hold back, but Rose knew how to drive him to the brink without even trying. When her hands landed on his ass, pulling him closer, he ground against her, loving how she felt underneath him.
Her breasts looked so amazingly delicious that he had to have a taste. He licked one nipple then the other, but Rose circled her legs tighter around him, trapping him against her.
The slap of their bodies together along with the moans filled his ears just before his head started to buzz. He was going to come but he wanted this to last.
Cam lifted up and slammed hard into Rose, his hips moving fast, almost as if they had their own mind. He tried to slow, but it was no use. He would come for her. Rose arched against him with her head thrown back. Her body stiffened underneath him, her fingernails digging into his flesh. She looked perfect, like she belonged to him, and that sent him over the edge.
Everything felt more. His legs tingled and his lungs couldn’t draw in enough air. The feel of her body still against his was like being wrapped in home, showered with spring, and refreshed by a cool breeze. Loving another had never felt so good. Maybe because with others it had been sex, but with Rose he’d wanted to create something wonderful for both of them. This was about more than sex. This was about their future together.
He slid out and reached to remove the condom. When his hand landed on his uncovered dick, he felt like he’d been sucker-punched. He’d forgotten. How could he have forgotten the condom? He’d never, not once in his life, forgotten to wear a condom. Even when he’d been drunker than drunk or high as a kite, he’d remembered the condom. Condoms were always used. It was non-negotiable. Even when the woman said she was on the pill, he used a freaking condom.
Cam forced himself to calm. People had unprotected sex all the time and nothing happened. Rose seemed to have no idea what was going on, and he didn’t want her angry, not after what had happened between them. They weren’t having a baby, he knew that, but God, having her in his bed like this was better than he’d thought it would be.
He dropped to the mattress and put one arm under her head. She rolled toward him, her breath warm on his chest. It took him a minute to realize she was asleep. They were in the small room, not the master, in a twin bed, but he wasn’t going to move away from her. Somehow, in their rolling around, the sheets had been shoved low. He tugged the sheet up, covering them both as he pulled Rose closer, drinking in her scent, memorizing her body, taking in all that was Rose.
This woman fit perfectly in his arms. Maybe it was because he’d never stayed long enough to cuddle like this after having sex, but this was almost better than the act itself. Not quite, but cuddling with Rose was close to being as delicious as having her. His stomach was doing crazy litt
le flops and his throat closed with emotions more than once. Eventually he drifted off, but not until he thought about how easy it would be to have Rose with him forever.
Chapter Twenty
Rose woke to the sounds of snoring then tried to move but couldn’t. Slowly, she came to the realization a warm, hairy body was wrapped around her. She squeezed her legs and grew warm. Cam had taken her higher than she’d ever flown. Before sex with Cam, she’d had some orgasms, but never ones that intense. Having him inside her had been amazing. The man knew how to use what he had, not that she had that much experience, but what Cam had done to her far exceeded any expectations she’d ever developed from her brief history with sex.
The bed wasn’t the most comfortable, and she needed to pee, but Cam’s arms held her close. She rolled and Cam grunted. Rose stilled for a moment before she tried to move out from under his hold, but he pulled her closer.
“Mmm, don’t go,” Cam whispered.
“I need to use the restroom.”
“Okay.” Cam sat up and helped her out of the bed, keeping her from pitching off the mattress since she was on the edge. He followed her to the bathroom, turning on the lights as they made their way there. “Don’t leave me.”
“I’m not. I just…”
“After you finish, come to the big bedroom.”
Rose nodded then shut the door. She was totally naked, and for some reason, that hadn’t freaked her out with Cam standing right there staring at her only seconds before. She turned and caught sight of herself in the mirror. A small yelp escaped her lips but she didn’t have time to inspect the damage because she had to use the restroom.
Once done, she returned to the mirror, looking at the mess of hair that was not only standing out from her scalp but knotted in more than one place. What had happened to her while she’d slept? If she were a stranger and saw herself, she’d think she’d been involved in an attack and call the cops. It was that bad.
A knock sounded on the door and she froze.
“Come out. I need to feel you again.” Cam’s voice sent a shiver through her.
She sighed and tried to smooth down her hair but it wasn’t any use. Rose turned off the lights and opened the door. Cam reached for her and pulled her close, his lips covering hers. She stiffened but he didn’t let up. Instead, he turned them and pushed her up against the wall then lifted her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held on as he pinned her close.
Cam grabbed her hair and ended the kiss by pulling her head back so they were staring at each other. He was close to entering her again. The tip of his cock brushed over her. She wiggled, and he slid in, filling her with his thickness. A gasp was forced out of her as he rocked his hips, sliding deeper into her. They were doing it again. This time she’d been unprepared for the impact of having him so close. Her throat tightened, and she lost control of her emotions. Cam was so much more than she’d expected him to be. Kindness seemed to be a part of him. He was being so gentle, though they were in the middle of the most animalistic sex she’d ever had.
Cam’s lips descended on hers and the kiss stole her breath. She parted her lips on a gasp as his body brushed deliciously against hers. His thick cock was positioned just right to graze her clit as he pulled out. Emotions tumbled through her as he rocked into her again. This was pure lust taken to the extreme. Cam’s fingers dug into her flesh, and she held on to him, grasping his sweat-damp skin. He was a wild man, slamming into her over and over again. She was sensitive and about to come when he pulled back and looked her straight in the eyes.
“I’ve never felt like this before.” His deep voice vibrated all the way to her core and she exploded with bliss. The orgasm had a force all on its own. She clung to Cam, trying to stay on him as he shoved into her twice more. He came with a growl that filled the hallway and left her stunned by the impact.
After he pulled out, he helped her stand and walked her to the bedroom. This night kept getting better, and it wasn’t even over. Cam led her to the bed, and they stretched out before Cam had her turn so he could spoon her.
She didn’t want to think about the future, so she pushed away any fears and concentrated on the feel of Cam’s fingers on her skin. The way his legs felt against hers. She wiggled just a little so his cock pressed against her crack. When he reached around and grabbed her breast, she let out a little gasp. Cam chuckled against her neck, his breath warm on her skin.
“You know, you’re really sensitive and responsive.”
She nodded and let her fingers trace a path down his arm. “I like this.”
“I do too.”
Rose closed her eyes and pretended this was real. She held on to the wisps of hope as she drifted off to the sound of Cam breathing. It was sweet, and special, and nothing like anything she’d ever experienced before. If only real life was this sweet, but real had never been so good, at least not for her.
Cam woke to an empty bed. He’d wanted to make sure Rose understood that things had changed between them. He heard a noise in another part of the house and rolled out of bed, grabbing his shorts on his way to use the bathroom. When he stepped out of the bedroom, he smelled a wonderful scent.
“What did you make?” he asked as he stepped into the kitchen.
“Pancakes and I’m getting some eggs ready to scramble. I also made some bacon because I thought what you brought with you might have been close to going bad, and I couldn’t let the bacon go bad.”
He chuckled and moved to stand behind her. “No, never allow the bacon to go bad.”
Being this close to Rose made his brain go haywire. He appreciated the way she had her hair piled on top of her head. It allowed him to lean in close and kiss her neck. She laughed and spun around, her blue eyes shining brightly. It was easy being with her. He hadn’t imagined it the night of the party or now, when they were fooling around in the kitchen. She fit his life.
“I can help. How about I flip pancakes?”
She giggled as he nibbled on her ear. “Sounds good.”
Cam squeezed her close before he moved away to check the batter she’d just poured onto the griddle. He flipped one flat disk that was bubbling then two more before opening a cabinet, searching for a coffee cup. He pulled out one and noted that Rose already had one. Their gazes met and pink spread across her cheeks. He liked that he was the one to put that pink there. Today was going to be a great day.
“We should probably go shopping today.” Rose poured the eggs into the hot pan and sizzling filled the kitchen for a moment. A timer rang, and she opened the oven, pulling out a tray of bacon.
He drew in a deep breath and groaned. “That smells wonderful.”
“It does. My stomach is rumbling.”
Cam stole another kiss before flipping more pancakes. He really liked this. It was fun having someone who was there because they wanted to be there, not because his agent had arranged it or Zach had paid for their time. His heart raced and his stomach fluttered. His head was full of ideas, thoughts of them being together long term, but he didn’t know how to raise the subject or even if he should. What if talk of a future scared Rose off?
He flipped the last pancake then placed it on a plate. Rose had the scrambled eggs in a bowl with the bacon resting on top. He watched as she carried the food to the table, wondering if he could somehow convince her to stay with him after they came out with the story about her losing the baby. He sat and then got up, searching for salt and pepper.
“Need something?” Rose asked.
“Salt.”
“The shelf above the toaster.”
He grabbed the shakers and brought them to the table, missing a step when Rose looked up, her eyes bright with wonder as she bit down on a piece of bacon.
He recovered quickly. “Do you ever cook at the diner?”
She shook her head. “No. I have no desire to cook for a crew. It’s hard enough getting it right for two people.”
“How long have you been here in LA?”
“About sixtee
n, maybe it’s eighteen months. Feels like—never mind.”
“No, say it.”
“Too long.”
He settled in his chair, making sure he had everything they needed to enjoy their breakfast. “It’s tough living here. How do you make it?”
“In the beginning, I had two jobs. I would work the early shift at a coffee shop then midday at a store selling sodas, candy, and other junk. I got the job at the diner and was able to knock it back to one job. At Christmas, I work evenings at the mall in whatever shop will hire me.”
Cam nodded and took a bite of the pancakes. He moaned and forked in another mouthful. “My God, these are great.”
“I add stuff to the recipe. Makes it taste better.”
“I’d say so.” They ate in a comfortable silence, Rose not skimping on food like other girls he knew. Of course, all the other women were models or hookers so it wasn’t a fair comparison.
“What are your plans today?” Rose asked.
“I need to talk to Andrew.”
Rose’s fork stopped midway to her mouth and she lifted her brows. “About Zach?”
“No, I need to find out where we are with the film. If it doesn’t look like I’m getting it, I need to know.”
Rose nodded and pushed her food around with her fork. “Oh. What happens then?”
“I don’t know. There is another film I’m looking at. I really don’t want to get stuck doing what I’ve been doing, but there’s an option out there for me to make another film, but the money isn’t great, and if I do one more drunken college boy role, I might be typecast—heck, maybe I already am. I don’t want that. Then there’s a TV pilot that looks good, but who knows.”
Rose nodded and took another bite of her food. He wondered if he’d answered the question wrong, but he didn’t have time to dwell on his thoughts because his phone rang, interrupting them. He saw that it was Andrew and swiped to answer.
