It pushes me over the edge. It’s too much. Too good. The pressure inside me builds impossibly high, and when it hits, it hits hard.
I cry out, shattering beneath him.
“I’m coming… Fuck Lucas!” I cry out, digging my nails into his shoulders as I fall apart, wave after wave crashing through me.
He groans deep in his throat, burying himself to the hilt as he follows. His hips stuttering, breath catching, forehead pressed to mine.
We stay like that for a moment, tangled, breathless, everything else forgotten. His eyes meet mine with intensity and something stirs in my chest. Butterflies.
No. I can’t go there.Not yet.
I sit up slowly, brushing a soft kiss to his cheek.
“Thank you, Luc.”
He smiles, grabs his shirt, and gently cleans me up before heading to the bathroom.
I stay on the pool table, still catching my breath. This was supposed to be casual. But I already want to do it again.
13
Can I have your number?
I look in the mirror and shake my head, grinning from ear to ear.
Wow. I think I’m in love. Okay, not love. Butshit, I like this woman.
Camille is something else. She’s fun, gorgeous, kind… and when I’m with her, when I’m inside her, it feels like home.
I want to go back out there and do it all over again.
Hell, I want to spend the whole night just getting to know every inch of her, mind and body. But I don’t know where her head’s at.
Is this a one-time thing? Friends with benefits? Something casual?
Whatever it is, I need to be careful.
Ever since Claudette, I hated the idea of anything serious. Hated the idea of being hurt again. I don’t even have time for anything more than casual.
Still… she’s too incredible to just walk away from. So for now, I’ll stick around to be whatever she needs. I’ll go with the flow.
I surprise myself with how I feel about it all.
I head back out and find her sitting on the pool table, fully dressed now and looking like a goddamn fantasy. She’s literally like an angel.
She glances up and smiles at me, and I swear, my heart trips over itself like a fool.
She’s stunning. Effortlessly beautiful.
I step in front of her, running my thumb along her jaw. “You’re beautiful Angel.” She blushes as I lean down to kiss her. She kisses me back, her fingers curling into my hair like she doesn’t want to let go. And God, I hope she doesn’t. “Cam,” I say softly, our foreheads touching, “I want to do that again. Hell, I’d do it all night if I could. But it’s 4 a.m., and next time…” I pause, brushing her hair behind her ear. “…next time, I want to take my time with you.”
She laughs, that low, breathy kind of laugh that makes my cock twitch.
“Next time?” she teases, but her smile softens with a flicker of hesitation. “Luc, I really can’t commit to anything right now. But I really enjoyed that. I really enjoyed you, what youmademe do.” Her cheeks flush, just slightly. “So yeah… I want to do it again. But let’s keep it simple. Take it slow. Maybe just… friends. With benefits. Cool?”
“Of course.” I nod, meaning it.
“I’ll take whatever you’re willing to give, Cam.”
