Page 43 of That Night in Texas

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As Cam bent his knees to suck her nipple, Vivi locked her arms around his head, dropping kisses onto his wavy hair. She sighed as his teeth scraped her and whimpered when he moved his mouth across her breast to her sternum and licked his way down to her stomach. Cam hit his knees and his hands gripped her hips, his thumbs on her mound. Vivi couldn’t help herself, she rotated her hips, silently telling him what she needed. Cam used one hand to flip open the button to her cotton shorts, and when the fabric fell to the floor, he gently inserted his finger into the V of her panties and ran his finger down her thin strip of hair.

“Is this what you want, Vivi?”

Vivi shook her head and couldn’t get the words past her tongue. When she didn’t answer, Cam sat back on his heels and stared up at her, his finger flirting on the edge of her clit. “Vivi, I need to know...can I carry on? Should I carry on?”

Vivi nodded and pressed his hand into her, lifting her hips so that he had better access to her secret places. She released a small cry of pleasure when his finger stroked her, skating over her folds and slipping into her wet channel.

“So wet. So hot,” Cam murmured.

Vivi widened her legs and wrapped her arms around her waist, assaulted by the waves of pleasure. God, she was teetering on the edge of an orgasm. But she wanted him inside her, filling her, completing her.

“Come inside me, Cam. I need you.”

“Protection.”

Vivi shook her head. “I’m on the pill.”

Cam surged to his feet, one hand fumbling at the band of his shorts. Vivi swatted his hand away and slipped the button from its hole, gently sliding his zipper down. Reaching under the band of his underwear, she freed him, wrapping her hand around his thick, pulsing cock. Vivi looked down and sucked in her breath. Like every other part of him, it was so beautiful, ferociously masculine.

Cam’s compliments dried up and it was his turn to whimper. She stared down at him, her fist encircling him, her thumb sliding across his tip. Wanting to feel every part of him, she spread her fingers out so that she cupped his balls, gently massaging him. Cam jumped in her hand and she felt his shudder. Yeah, control wasn’t anything either of them possessed anymore.

This time, this one time, control was severely overrated.

Vivi gasped when Cam wrapped an arm around her butt and lifted her up and into him, walking her to the breakfast table. She heard the crash of plates, the ping of cutlery hitting the tiled floor, and then she felt the cool wood beneath her back, her legs being pulled apart. Cam stood between her knees, his eyes glittering, his cheeks flushed. He removed her panties and then he was probing her entrance, thick and hard and wonderful. Vivi dug her heels into his hips and pulled him forward and Cam sank in an inch. He closed his eyes and she watched, fascinated as he fought for control, fought the urge to plunder and pound.

But she wanted both. Using her core muscles, she did a sit-up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down so that his mouth met hers.

Against his lips, sucking in his sweet breath, she murmured the words: “I need you. Now.”

Cam’s thumb skated over her cheekbone, across her lower lip, and he left his thumb there when his mouth enveloped hers. As his tongue slid inside her mouth, his erection pushed into her and she felt sensations she’d never felt before.

Overwhelmed. Taken. Fulfilled. Completed.

Vivi was on the verge of shattering when Cam’s mouth turned tender. His kisses became more thoughtful and he slowed his hip action, taking her down an inch. Vivi murmured in protest and tried to insert a hand between their bodies but Cam pulled her hand away to place it on the table next to her hip. Pushing his hand under her butt, he lifted and tilted her and Vivi felt him scrape an area deep inside her. She didn’t want to come, not yet, but she couldn’t stop her free fall...

Exquisite sensation battered her and she willingly stepped into the ball of energy, allowing Cam to sweep her away. As she tumbled through space, through galaxies both familiar and undiscovered, she was vaguely aware of Cam’s shout, his tense body, him pumping his seed into her. Then he joined her to dance on the stars.

Back on earth, her eyes flew open and she stared up into Cam’s shocked face. “What the hell was that?” she muttered.


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