It was like watching a switch flip. He went from a sweet golden retriever to a rabid German shepherd. I could tell he was seconds away from ripping Damien to shreds for hurting me.
It was insanely hot. And comforting.
No one has ever made me feel that way before. So protected. So looked after. So doted on.
Camden’s words from earlier echo in my mind, when I opened up to him about how Damien had been threatening me over the last few months.
Your problems are my problems now, baby. You’re my wife.
I was convinced my heartandmy lady bits were going to explode.
Because I could tell by his tone and the way he looked at me when he spoke those words, that something had shifted between us.
I wasn’t just his friend who he married to help out anymore. I was something more. Just like he was something more to me.
And in that moment, I was desperate for him. I needed him, right then and there.
Just like I need him now.
I reach up and gently pull his cock out of his pants. He lets out a slow hiss. The side of his jaw bulges, like he’s struggling to keep it together just from my touch.
I lick my lips, my mouth watering at the sight of his thick cock.
He shakes his head, his toned chest heaving as he breathes.
“This night is supposed to be about you, Ellie baby. Making you feel good. Doing exactly what you want.”
Joy blooms in my chest at how he’s always focused on me—my pleasure, my wants, my comfort. This man. He’s so pure, so good. Sometimes I can’t believe he’s real.
“What I want is to make you come,” I say, jerking him slowly in my hand.
His head falls back as he groans, and he tugs a hand through his hair. I watch as his throat works, mesmerized by the hard line of his neck and all those thick veins.
“Ellie baby,” he rasps. He peers down at me, eyes glazed over with arousal. “I watched you come two times in a row. It was so fucking hot, and now I’m so turned on it hurts. I’m not gonna last long.”
I pump him faster in my hand, then slide up so my mouth is closer to the head of his cock. I lick the underside of his dick. A rough sound rips from his throat.
“I’m gonna embarrass myself with how fast I’m gonna come,” he says.
“I want you to come fast. That means I did a good job turning you on,” I say sweetly.
He grins and reaches down to thumb my lip. “So fucking good, baby. You’re such a good girl, coming twice in a row for me.”
Tingles fly up my chest. That familiar swell of pride zooms through me. I love how he praises me in bed.
“I love being your good girl, Camden.”
A wicked look flashes in his blue eyes. His breathing kicks up. “Oh fuck, baby. No way am I gonna last after hearing you say that.”
His chest rises and falls rapidly as I jerk his dick faster and faster. I tease the head of his cock with my tongue, and seconds later, he comes with a groan. Hot reams of come land on my breasts. I tilt my head up and open my mouth wider, catching a bit on my tongue.
Camden falls forward, bracing his hands on the edge of the bed so he doesn’t fall on top of me.
For a minute, we stay like that, breathing hard.
“Goddamn,” he mutters. “Insanely fucking hot.”
He rakes his gaze over my body, his eyes focusing on my tits, then my mouth as I lick my lips.
