Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 84200 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84200 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
He flew in late last night from Vegas, but I know he’s generally an early riser. I sexted for the first time in my life. Put on the sexiest bra and panties I own—refusing to dwell on the fact that Mitch bought them for me—and I took a picture of myself in the mirror. I had my hair pulled over my shoulders, popped my booty out and gave as sultry a look as I could before snapping the picture.
I sent it with a simple message. If you come over, I’ll take the day off work. I don’t have to pick up Travis until three. I’m waiting.
It was bold and daring and my heart raced in terror that he’d text back and say he had plans. Instead, I got nothing.
No response. No indication he’d read the text. Not even a pop of a bubble that he had started a reply.
After ten minutes, I started feeling foolish and put on a robe. After thirty, I got dressed for the day—a T-shirt and leggings, my standard work-from-home attire.
I’d barely sat down at the kitchen table to open my laptop when the doorbell rang. I didn’t need to see through the small panes of glass to know the looming figure out there was Camden.
Scrambling out of the chair, I kicked off my bunny slippers, whipped my T-shirt over my head and shimmied out of the leggings. I was out of breath by the time I reached the door.
When I swung it open, I intended to give him a sexy pose, but I didn’t get the chance. Camden merely hauled me over his shoulder, his large palm coming to rest on my bare ass as the back of my panties were nonexistent, and carried me up the stairs. He’s so strong he took them two at a time.
In my bedroom, he tossed me on the bed and stripped off his clothes. I went to my elbows to watch hungrily. Prepared with a condom in hand, he first spread my legs wide and used his mouth to bring me to a cataclysmic orgasm. Then that condom was rolled on and he was inside me and it was exactly what I needed.
Not wanted.
I needed it. Him. This.
Now we’re cuddling and it feels amazing to experience this intimacy. We live in small snatches of time together and because Travis is a big part of my life, lazily lying in bed is a luxury I’ll never take for granted.
“You tired?” I ask as my fingers stroke the hair on his arms.
Camden nuzzles the back of my neck, his hand spread across my lower belly. “Give me about ten minutes and I’ll be ready to go again.”
I snort with laughter. “I mean from the road trip.”
“Oh.” His abashed chuckle is adorable. “Yeah… little tired.”
“You can take a nap if you want. I can work and wake you up later.”
“No fucking way,” he growls, his hand moving lower down my belly. “I’ve got you for another four hours at least, three if we decide to eat food. I’m not letting you out of this bed.”
“Just going to fuck me for four hours, huh?” I ask, wondering if that’s achievable.
“Not going to stop touching you for four hours,” he corrects me.
I adjust so my arms come over his and squeeze him tightly. I burrow back into him deeper, relishing the heat from his skin and the smell of our sex in the air.
“That lingerie did me in.” His voice is lazy, replete but playful. “Do you wear stuff like that often?”
I wince over my answer before it comes out of my mouth. “Not unless someone is going to see and appreciate it.”
And now everything is awkward. It’s clear that I’ve only ever worn sexy lingerie for Mitch before and he can probably deduce that the bra and panties were part of my seduction wardrobe for my dead husband.
Tears spring to my eyes as I try to imagine how Camden is feeling. I want to turn around to face him… see the truth of how much that hurt, but I’m too chicken.
But then Camden does something I know I’ll never forget as long as I live.
He makes it easy on me. His hand slides a little lower, fingertips playing at the edge of my pubic mound. He puts his lips near my ear. “I loved that picture you sent me. Turned me the fuck on. My next day off I’m going to buy you a dozen outfits like that and demand you wear them all the time for me.”
I nearly cry out in relief that he accepted the fact that my life with Mitch and my new relationship with him might intersect. If I thought I was falling for him hard before, I’m absolutely tumbling with no control because Camden made that easier on both of us. It gives me such hope for a future with him.