"Can I say it now?"he teased with a boyish look that had a giggle burst out of me.Because this moment felt like pure joy.
"Please," I whispered.
“I love you, Cassidy Morgan.More than you could ever know.”His voice shook with it, and I realized he wasn’t untouched either; this wasn’t easy for him, it was everything.
Relief and want flooded me at once.“I want you.I don’t want to wait anymore.”
The sound that tore from his chest was part growl, part groan.I laughed, leaping onto him, legs around his waist. He caught me effortlessly, squeezing until I squealed.“Jesus, woman.”
“Lady blue balls are real,” I teased, breathless.
His laugh vibrated against me.“Keep talking like that and see what happens.”
“Promises, promises, Palmer.”
He carried me into the tent, lowering us onto the blankets in a tangle of limbs.Space was tight, but it didn’t matter; we fit.He brushed my hair back, the most beautiful hazel eyes locked to mine, unhurried even now.His fingers traced my jaw, my collarbone, my ribs, like he was memorizing me.I shivered as clothes slipped away, piece by piece, until I was laid bare under his gaze.
I’d been naked before, but never like this, never with someone who looked at me like I was a gift.My body trembled, heat licking everywhere, but there was no shame in it.Only want.
“God, Cass,” Brody whispered, reverent.“You’re so damn beautiful.”
I laughed, nervous.“You too.If I look too long, I might cum just from looking at you naked.”
His grin went sharp, wicked.“That’s a challenge I’d like to test.”
“Please touch me,” I whispered.
His mouth traced fire across my skin, lips worshipping every inch instead of taking it.My back arched when his tongue dragged along the curve of my hip, down to my thigh.He bit gently, making me moan, not a warning but a promise.
“You’re so beautiful like this, I cannot believe we are finally here.Look at how your body responds to me.Like we meant for each other,” he murmured against me, voice rough but reverent.
“Or....because you’ve got me on edge,” I gasped.
He chuckled low, hands spreading me wider, thumbs stroking.“Good.I want to see you come undone for me, Cassidy.”
I moaned, incoherent, and then his tongue slid between my folds, slow at first, then firmer, building pressure.The groan that rumbled through him vibrated into me, and my cry broke the air.He licked, sucked, plunged, relentless but never careless.My hips rocked helplessly, chasing him.
“You want to come for me, love?”he rasped, sliding a finger deep, then another, curling just right.“I can’t wait to feel myself inside you.”
“Yes,” I gasped.“God, yes.”Brody was always attractive to me, every part of him.But Brody’s dirty mouth paired with his tenderness felt like something brand new.
He pulled back just enough to curse softly, forehead against my abdomen.“Shit.I didn’t bring condoms.”
“I did,” I panted, tugging his hair, pulling his lips up to mine.“But I’m also on birth control.And I’m clean.”
He groaned, tortured and turned on.“Me too.Are you sure?”His hands shook as he shifted and positioned himself between my legs.
I couldn’t speak, so I just nodded.We stayed like that for a soft moment.Staring into each other's eyes.Being present with each other in this moment, what we were about to do.
“You have no idea how much I want this.Want you,” he whispered.And then he was there, sliding deep, filling me, and I cried out his name like a prayer.
“Cass,” he groaned, forehead pressed to mine.“You feel like...I don't even know how to explain how you feel.”His eyes lit up and he kissed me, then he whispered on my lips, "You feel like home."
I whimpered, overwhelmed, every nerve lit.He rocked into me slowly, grinding his pelvis against my clit with each stroke, his mouth hot at my ear.
He didn’t talk about babies then.He just moved with me, coaxing, praising, “That’s it.Take me.Show me how good it feels.”His words made me burn.
The orgasm tore through me hard, my body spasming around him.“Cassidy,” he snarled, voice breaking, “I love you so fucking much.”
