Page 15 of Her Faithful Protector

“You can’t mean that.”

Maria shrugged and started back toward the front of the bus.

Camilla grabbed her arm and swung her back. “We are not leaving them.”

Maria’s hand shot out and she backhanded Camilla hard across the face, sending her flying. She had to push against Haley’s hip to get back up.

“I told you not to touch me, you stupid bitch,” Maria bit out. “Do as I say and you might make it out of this alive.”

Camilla followed Maria out of the bus.

* * *

Nic’s sleep was fraught with dreams. Everything that Alice had said stirred up old memories. All he could think about was the girl he had once loved with his whole heart. Who was he kidding, she was the woman he still loved. He hit his pillow and rolled over, willing himself to go back to sleep.

“Shhhh, it’s going to be okay, Baby.” Nic stroked his hand down her delicate back. This was the furthest they had ever taken things.

She looked up at him, her eyes sheened with tears. “I don’t want to wait anymore,” she whispered. Her trembling hand reached up to cup his cheek. “I’m not scared, Nic. I love you more than anything or anyone on this earth.”

Nic’s heart pumped up at least three sizes.

The lush feel of her naked breasts against his chest felt sublime. Ever so slowly she undulated against him, and he felt her turgid nipples scrape against his skin. He groaned.

“Are you all right?” she whispered. He looked at her to see if she was teasing and found that she was sincerely worried about him.

He gave her the best smile that he was able to. “Move again a couple of times and let’s find out.”

Dawning comprehension lit up her face and she grinned as she shimmied against him once again. Nic had a strong sense of fairness, so he took one lush breast in his hand and thumbed her nipple, glorying in her moan of pleasure.

“Are you all right?” he asked with a devilish grin.

“Do it a few more times and I’ll let you know.” Her voice was a siren’s song.

He did, again and again. His thumb swirled around her tightening bud until he couldn’t stand it a minute longer. He swooped down and took the tip into his mouth and sucked.

She covered her mouth with the back of her wrist. There was no need. They were in his bed and no one was home. “I want to hear you.”

Her chestnut hair drifted across his pillow as she shook her head. He went back and sucked harder. This time she let out a soft shriek. He smiled against her soft flesh. Camilla was everything to him.

“More, Nic. More.” She moved so that her denim-covered legs rested on either side of his hips, nestling his erection against her core. If it hadn’t been for their jeans, they’d be making love. She was driving him crazy.

He’d known Cami Ross for almost two years, but it had seemed like a lifetime. Everything about her enticed him, enthralled him, but there wasn’t a chance in hell he was going to take this any further tonight or any other night until he put a ring on her finger. He wanted their future settled.

“You know the rules, our pants stay on,” he whispered with a grimace.

“I don’t like those rules anymore. They’re stupid rules. I turned eighteen last month. We’re graduating in three weeks. Those rules don’t apply anymore.”

Pushing a strand of hair behind her ear, he looked deep into her sky blue eyes. “Those rules do matter. It’s a matter of honor. My honor matters to me. Your honor matters to me.”

She bit her bottom lip. Cami did that when she was worried or thinking about something. If her fingers weren’t tangled in his hair, she’d be twirling her own.

“I would never do anything that would have you do something that would break your code of honor,” she said at last. “But what are we waiting for? Graduation?”

“You’ll see, be patient.” But even with their jeans on, he knew what he could do, Cami was so sensual and close to coming, that he could help her fly over the edge. It wouldn’t take much. He kissed away the frown lines on her brow and she relaxed. His lips feathered down along her jaw, and her lips sought his. How could he resist the taste of her plump sweet lips? He lingered for an open-mouthed kiss that communicated so much. It was clear that their hearts belonged to one another.

One hand cupped her cheek while the other slid along the outside of her leg, coaxing it to wrap around his waist. He groaned into her mouth as he felt her heat through the layers of denim. He prayed that the steel of his zipper would hold, otherwise, he would burst through his jeans. He gripped her butt, the one that drove him insane when she walked in front of him. Once again Nic took the tip of her breast in his mouth but this time he gently raked it with her teeth and she pushed up against him.

“Holy hell.”