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“I come here sometimes to think,” Shadow said. “Sometimes I reflect on the mistakes I made.”

Shadow had told her about his old girlfriend Trish, and she knew he still thought of her passing.

“I won’t make the same mistakes I did with you that I did with Trish,” Shadow said.

Camilla’s heart hammered at hearing the protectiveness in his voice. She knew he was a man who kept his promises. She reached out, placing a comforting hand on his arm.

“I’m sorry for what you went through,” she said softly.

Shadow turned to look at her. “Thank you, Camilla,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “You’ve brought light into my life in ways I never thought possible.”

Their eyes met, and in that moment, Camilla felt a connection unlike any she had experienced before. It was as if they were two souls, drawn together by fate, finding solace and understanding in each other’s presence.

As they continued to eat and talk, the night stretched on. Camilla couldn’t remember the last time she felt this happy and at peace, and she silently thanked whatever forces had brought her and Shadow together.

Eventually, they finished their meal. With a contented sigh, Camilla leaned back against the blanket, feeling the warmth of Shadow’s presence beside her.

“Thank you for tonight,” she said, turning to look at him with a smile. “It’s been perfect.”

Shadow reached out, gently brushing a lock of hair away from her face. “It’s been my pleasure,” he said. With his heated gaze on her, a surge of boldness filled Camilla.

Over the week, he’d been nothing but a gentleman to her. Camilla suspected Shadow had been holding back, on account of her recent hellish experience. She no longer wanted slow. After all, she couldn’t keep running from her past forever. Eventually, she had to confront it, so she could fight for a possible future with Shadow.

Feeling emboldened, she stood up and started taking off her clothes. “Camilla,” he murmured, voice turning hoarse.

“Take off your clothes as well,” she said.

He grinned and complied. Once they were both naked, he lay back down. Camilla straddled him. He was letting her lead the dance, she realized. Was it because he thought she was still vulnerable, fragile as glass?

Tonight, Camilla decided, she was going to prove him wrong. She leaned over to kiss him and Shadow returned her kiss with a rough and bruising one. Exactly what she needed at that moment. At the same time, he reached for one of her breasts, massaging it, before pinching her tightening nipples.

Camilla moaned as he released her from the kiss. She slid herself lower, positioning her slick pussy against his cock, which was already thick and full, the tip leaking pre-cum. Then she lowered herself over his prick, slowly and carefully.

Groaning, Shadow gripped her thighs, keeping her balanced. Finally, she had taken all of him.

“Baby, you feel so good and tight,” he murmured. “Ride me.”

Camilla did, starting at a slow pace before building herself up. “Shadow,” she murmured, panting, hoping he heard the silent plea in her words.

He did. Shadow gripped her shoulders and reversed their positions, so he was now on top of her. He pinned her hands above her head, not to restrain her but to hold her fingers down. He slanted his mouth over hers and every logical thought in her head emptied out as he entered her.

Shadow pushed in and out of her. She gasped when he found her G-spot and kept going at it again and again, until he reduced them both to needy animals in heat. Her nipples tightened to sensitive points. She was so wet, so hungry for him.

“I’m close,” she whispered.

Shadow sealed her mouth with another mind-blowing kiss and at his next thrust, the pressure building inside her burst open. Her mind flew a thousand feet in the air. The surrounding lake and trees faded from her line of sight.

Shadow pumped in and out of her a few more times, before climaxing and filling her with his seed. It occured to her that they didn’t bother with protection, but then again, she wasn’t worried.

Camilla trusted him without reserve. A dangerous feeling, but what did it matter? She was happier than she’d ever been in her life. Let her brother think she was dead. They were both better off that way. She might regret that thought tomorrow, but tonight she was content to bask in Shadow’s warmth.

He pulled out of her and collapsed next to her. Camilla curled closer to him. Shadow tugged her close, wrapping his arms and legs around her so tightly, as if he was afraid she’d somehow slipped away from his grasp.

Chapter Six

Camilla whistled to herself as she helped prepare the diner for opening time. Three days had passed since their date on the lake, and she and Shadow couldn’t get enough of each other.

The past three nights, they alternated staying at her tiny apartment or his room at the clubhouse. He was the first face she saw in the morning and the last before she fell asleep. Camilla thought the passion between them would start dying down, but the exact opposite happened. She wanted more and more of him and it seemed he felt the same way.

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