He rolled herover onto her back, spreading her legs with his knees. He settled onto his elbows and caught her gaze. And held it. His mind reeled through all the things he couldn’t say. That this had somehow become more than just a complicated mistake. That he was starting to think his own ten-year plan included her. That he couldn’t imagine a life where he never did this again.
And then she moved. Allthoughts disappeared except one. Jackson. Cameron couldn’t hold it together any longer. He ran his length over every wet, delicious fold. Her eyes grew hazy with pleasure, but she didn’t look away. It was incredible. This time he wasn’t going to bury his head between her legs or tease her ass or do any of the other nasty, hot shit to make her come. This time, it was just the two of them, face-to-face.And if she could just see what he was feeling right now, everything might turn out right.
He glided along her slippery core and restrained the urge to move faster. He wasn’t going to come on her stomach, no matter how good it would be. She widened her legs, opening herself to him, and she tilted her hips, meeting each of his movements. Her breaths got shorter and louder, and she chanted hisname, how good he felt, how big he was.
Something inside him was about to explode.
“Now, Cameron.” She gasped, her eyelids fluttering. “I want you now.”
He stilled. “You can have me anytime you want, Jackson,” he breathed. “Anytime.”
He pushed back and grabbed a condom from inside his nightstand. He rolled it on as she watched, her mouth parted. She was so beautiful. He had tomake her see just how right they were together. If he could get this one last night together right, maybe she would stay a little longer.
He pressed his tip at her entrance and slipped his arms under her shoulders.
“Yes, Cameron,” she whispered, moving her hips.
He buried his head in the warm, lush scent of her neck and, slowly, he pushed in. At her sounds of pleasure, he pushed deeperand deeper. Finally, he was buried inside her. And he could have stayed there forever, on the edge of infinite bliss. But Jackson wanted more.
So he gave her one hard thrust, and she cried out.
“Vanilla feels good to me right now.” He caught her earlobe between his teeth. “What do you think?”
“Yes.” She sighed. He gave her another unyielding thrust. “Yes. Yes.”
He moved insideher, setting a slow, relentless pace. She matched his rhythm, urging him on faster, harder.Yes, yes.Her voice echoed inside him, over and over. Cameron bit his tongue, distracting himself from the urge to come. He held her face in his hands and looked down at her, giving her everything.
“I’m so close, Cameron,” she whispered.
He reached between them and found her clit. Her mouth fellopen and he swirled his fingers firmer. She clawed at his back as he drove into her steadily. Her body shook and clenched under him as she fell apart in his arms, calling his name.
“Oh, God, Cameron. Yes.”
At the sound of his name, his whole body exploded. He came in long spasms, emptying inside her. He held her tightly as his hips moved against hers, over and over in the most primitiveurge to drive himself deeper, deeper inside her forever.
Jackson melted under him, her gaze dreamy and unfocused. It was them, together, that made her look that way. Did she understand that now?
She stroked his arm, pressing her fingers against his muscles.
“You’re amazing,” Jackson whispered. “I still can’t get over it, and I don’t think I ever will.”
She used the wordwill.Didshe imagine a scenario where they were together?
Cameron smiled. “You really know how to make a man feel good.” He wove his hand into her damp hair. “Just the way you’re looking at me right now. I feel like my heart’s going to burst.”
The corners of her mouth turned up, slowly spreading into a smile. She looked genuinely surprised. “You know, you’re good at keeping these kinds of thingsto yourself. I can never read you.”
He blinked down at her, registering her comment. Did she not understand that he was affected, too? He tried for the best answer he could come up with.
“Actions speak louder than words, right?”
Jackson laughed. “Are we talking about actions in bed?”
“Yes, we are.” He bent down and brushed his lips against her. “You need me to spell it out foryou?”
She nodded. “Humor me.”
He pulled out and rolled out of bed to throw away the condom. She didn’t move, but she followed him with her eyes. He slid back over her, resting on his elbows.
