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"So, you're staying. What made you change your mind?" he asked.

The magic dick.

Damn Miriam. Her words were stuck in my mind.

"I love it here. I do have wanderlust, but not the way I did before. I think I was glamorizing the idea of working and traveling abroad. Now I want to work here and travel abroad."

"Sounds like the best combination."

Chapter Twenty-Six

Maddox

I stepped closer to her, looking at the laptop over her shoulder as I tilted her head to one side, kissing her neck. She was staying here. That filled me with an explicable sense of joy. She wasn't leaving. I didn't even realize until this moment how much I’d hoped for that. How much I'd wanted it.

Seeing her with that jackass tonight put me on edge even before he'd said one word. I didn’t like seeing them together. Hell, I don’t want to see Cami with anyone but me! And when he said that he’d finally convinced her to go out to dinner, something just snapped inside me. I couldn't even explain it. I'd instantly been transported to that evening when I'd heard my mom talking to her best friend.

"He had someone else all this time in Boston. He’s married, Leanne."

I closed my eyes, taking in a deep breath, then buried my nose in the crook of her neck. She seemed to understand that I needed her, because she took my hands, putting them on her belly. Feeling the rhythm of her breathing calmed me down.

"Maddox," she whispered as I started kissing her neck again. "Um... we can always look at the documents later."

"Fuck yes!" I exclaimed. "Best idea ever. I can't think straight right now."

"How come? What do you have on your mind?"

"You, Cami. You're on my mind."

It was more than that, though. Yes, she was front and center in my brain, but she was also part of my body, as if we were bound to each other with invisible tethers. I'd never felt anything like this.

I pushed her head backward, then kissed from her hairline down the curve of her neck. She shivered at the contact.

"I need to be inside you," I said on a groan.

I pushed my thumbs under her sweater, tracing her abs, then moved my hand farther up her belly until I reached her bra. She moved her hips against my crotch until I took a step back—just enough to be able to yank the sweater over her head. Her bra was black lace. I traced the hem of the elastic band on her back before undoing it. She then took the straps off her arms and dropped it. I kissed her shoulders, down her spine. Yes, I needed to sink inside her, but I needed this too: kissing her and making sure she was ready.

I lowered myself on my haunches, putting my hands on the waistband of her jeans and tracing the rim to the front, where I undid the button and lowered the zipper. She sucked in her belly, and I smiled against her skin. She was ready for more. I yanked her jeans down past that gorgeous ass, trailing kisses on one buttock and then the other. Then I pushed her pants farther down, past her knees and her ankles, before yanking them off and tossing them to the side as well.

"Did I mention how much I fucking love your panties?"

"You didn't, but judging by that growl in your voice... a lot."

I tugged her panties down, too, and kissed the base of her spine. Without turning her around, I caressed her inner thighs, then rubbed two fingers over her pussy. She was already wet, but I needed her much more ready than that.

"Oh, Maddox." Her voice shook as she clenched and unclenched the muscles in her ass cheeks.

"Hold on to the table," I instructed.

She leaned slightly forward, putting her palms on the wooden surface. I carefully slid one finger inside her. With my other hand, I massaged her clit.

"Maddox!" she exclaimed, rolling her shoulders forward.

She pushed her ass back, and I realized she was resting with her forearms on the table. Hell yes! I liked seeing her like this, spread wide for me.

She started rotating her hips. She needed my hand on her clit more than inside her. I pulled my finger out, still applying pressure to her clit with my other hand as I rose to my feet, nipping her back with my mouth. I went farther up until I hunched over her, still making sure I was taking care of her clit. Her moans filled the cabin. Then she gasped, pushing herself up on her palms. I moved in sync with her, straightening too. A spasm of pleasure coursed through her, her back curving as her left leg shook.

"You're close to coming," I said in her ear.

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