Page 72 of Dr. Brandt

I shook my head. “No, we weren’t. A lot of it was on me, Cam. I respected that you wanted to create this life for yourself, and I didn’t want to hold you back. I guess, anyway. I didn’t feel right calling you up and dropping that on you. I figured you moved on for a reason, and I didn’t want anyone who didn’t want me.”

“Oh, Jess,” he said in a sad voice. “I’m so sorry I put you through that.”

I reached up to the dark stubble that defined the handsome features of his perfect face, “Let’s keep the past in the past.”

Everything but the ship slowly swaying in the choppy waves seemed to have stopped. Cameron’s eyes were so piercing that my breath hitched in response to his expression.

“Until yesterday, I didn’t realize that I’d been chasing selfish desires that would never fulfill me,” he said, his thumb coming up to trace over my bottom lip. “I’ve never loved anything more than I’ve loved you, Jessa.”

“Prove it,” I said boldly.

His hands came up and rested on each side of my jaw, and his thumbs gently caressed my cheekbones while my heart kept a cool, steady rhythm. Thank God because I was scared for a moment that my nerves would completely ruin things.

Everything felt like it was in slow motion, though the energy between us in this room was far from that.

Cam’s lips were on mine, and chills covered my entire body when our lips touched.

In hunger, I pulled his bottom lip between mine, his arms pulling me closer. Cam tasted as good as he looked, but he was not the wild man from my youth. He stood as still as a statue, allowing my lips to move from his and run along his neatly trimmed beard. I ran my hands around his taut waist and along his back, wanting more of him.

“I want you, Cam,” I softly whispered when my lips reached his ear.

“I love you,” was all he said, and then I was pulled into his arms, and his kiss became consuming.

This kiss was raw and explosive, and it awoke sensations I hadn’t felt in my body for far too long. Years ago, I figured my sex drive had abandoned my ass for good. It may have. I knew now that it was back in full force, responding to this specimen of a man I’d missed desperately.

Our tongues met with fervent purpose, reuniting in a way that made me acknowledge how long it’d been since I’d been kissed like this as if he were memorizing me, and I found myself needing air.

I pulled my mouth from his, inhaling his masculine scent deeply and filling my lungs with oxygen. Cam seized the opportunity to bring me back into his arms and lay me gently on the large bed.

He moved his body gently to cover mine, and while I searched for air, feeling overwhelmed by sensuality, his hands carefully removed my shirt.

Thank God I wore the lace bra, I thought with sudden insecurity.

I’d long had stretch marks and hadn’t made it to a gym in the past decade, which made me twinge with insecurity, knowing I was not the perfectly toned twenty-something girl he knew intimately so long ago. I even had the incision from the C-section to prove it. I didn’t like to think of myself as insecure, but I was human, and the thought of being compared to my younger self was starting to freak me out.

“Jess?” he questioned. He sensed my brief disconnection, and he looked at me with curiosity.

I reflexively made an X with my arms over my chest, hiding my saggier-than-he-remembered breasts. A lot had changed in my body since I’d had our son, and I was ashamed that I didn’t have the confidence not to care.

Cameron seemed to have read my mind, and with a gentle smile, he moved one of my arms from covering myself.

He removed my other hand and smoothed his thumb over my nipple, hardening it. I watched as he licked his lips, his eyes studying my hard nipple, then he gently placed a kiss on it through my bra. Finally, his lips gently glided over my bra and across my chest to my other nipple.

After placing a tender kiss on it, he smiled at me, “You do not need to hide your body from me, baby,” he said in a low voice. “You are perfect in every way.”

I licked my dry lips and smiled. I didn’t know what to say, and the pulsating situation between my legs made me not want to say anything that might end this.

Cameron’s lips returned to my neck, and I relaxed beneath him again. All it took was Cameron’s lips to run down the center of my neck in hunger to let the ecstasy take over.

Cameron’s hands went possessively up my arms, bringing them up and into the pillows above my head. He settled his body between my legs, and I felt his hard cock against my aching sensitive parts. I softly moaned as Cameron’s lips moved down the center of my chest.

His kisses became greedier as his lips claimed my body, blazing a fiery trail down to my abdomen.

His lips reached my incision scar. “Fucking perfection. God, I love you,” he whispered, his hot breath kindling the fire his tongue created while tasting my body.

All I could do was moan and writhe beneath the man as he confirmed that no matter what changes my body had gone through over the years, he still craved me as he once did.

My legs fell open as my ass pressed into the bed, my stomach arching up, my entire body wanting more of this.

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