“I’m not sure what to do next,” I murmur.
“Leave that to me,” he says as his lips brush mine. “I promise I’ll make you feel so good.”
His lips move slowly over mine like we have all the time in the world. He slips his hand underneath my sweater and inside the cup of my bra. His thumb caresses my nipple as I nearly buck off the bed from the sensation it unleashes in me.
“Do you like that, honey?” His voice is low in my ear.
“Uh-huh.” I arch closer to him.
He responds by unhooking my bra.
“Lift up your sweater,” he commands.
Embarrassed but too turned on to care, I comply, and Cam immediately lowers his head. When I feel his wet mouth close around my already-sensitive nipple, I cry out his name.
I run my hands along his shirt, loving the way his muscles ripple underneath my fingers. He groans into my skin.
“Keep touching me like that,” he mumbles into my breast.
“You’re in amazing shape,” I say when his mouth returns to mine.
“You make me happy I work out,” he says. “I love the way your hands feel on me.”
When he lifts my sweater over my head, I immediately try to cover myself with my arms.
“Don’t hide, Savannah.” The dark of Cam’s eyes is nearly black with heat. “You’re beautiful. Every part of you is beautiful.”
I bite my lip. “Can we shut off the light?”
Cam puts his finger to his cheek and pauses contemplatively as if he’s considering my request. Then he simply says, “No.”
I frown. “No? Why not?”
“Because I like to look at you. And if you decide to let me into your pants, I want to see you, Savannah. All of you. And I want you to see me.”
“But…” I hadn’t considered this when I asked him if he’d sleep with me. “I’m not comfortable with someone seeing me.”
“Then we’ll wait to make love until you are.” Cam cups one of my breasts in his large, callused hand. “I’m not doing this with you until you’re completely comfortable. I can wait as long as you need me to. And I think it will be better for you if you see me before I’m inside you.”
“How come?” My voice comes out pitchy.
“Because you’re anxious about getting close to me. And sex is the closest two people can get. Before we take that step, it may help you to see the part of me that will be inside you.”
Oh, dear Lord.My face must turn a hundred different shades of red because Cam laughs and kisses my cheek.
“You’re cute when you’re embarrassed.”
I snuggle into his arms, and something about the connection relaxes my nerves. Suddenly, I’m craving more.
Sensing my shift in mood, Cam’s hand goes to the front of my jeans, and he slowly lowers the zipper. Then he slips his fingers inside the band of my underwear, and I nearly pass out.
That. Feels. So. Good.
Cam’s breathing grows erratic, and he whispers how incredible I feel. I clutch his wrist as he moves his fingers and presses my most sensitive spot.
I don’t expect to orgasm. I don’t have any warning, probably because all of this is so new to me. But before I know it, my mind goes blank, and unparalleled ecstasy shoots through me. I shut my eyes and clutch at Cam’s shoulders.
“All good?” He says in my ear.
