Page 53 of Knotted Laces

“Cam,” she cries, her grip on my hair not loosening, her hips bucking, her head falling back to hit against the cabinets again.

Yeah,that’snot going to work for me either.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Athena

One moment,I’m enjoying the feel of his tongue stroking over my clit and the next I’ve lost his touch, his heat, that glorious tongue and those perfectly roughened fingertips.

“Cam!” I protest when he pulls back.

But I don’t get more than that out because then he’s scooping me off the counter, holding me close, gaze scanning.

“What—”

He strides across the room and kicks the table to the side. It slides off the rug like it weighs no more than a bag of feathers, hitting the wall with athunk.

“I—”

He drops to his knees with me in his arms and though I expect him to pin me to that fluffy rug, to spread my thighs and fuck me hard and fast, he doesn’t. Instead,heleans back, taking me with him, settling me on top.

Yeah. Okay. I can work with this.

But then his hands drop to the insides of my thighs and he starts drawing me up his body.

I frown.

Then…I grin.

“Cameron Jackson,” I mock-scold. “Are you trying to get me to do something naughty?”

Like ride his face until I come.

Yeah, I can definitely work with that.

“Get up here,” he orders, desire blazing in his hazel eyes, the words a rough order, “where it’s nice and warm.”

I shiver at the rasp, at the demand, while at the same time that kernel of warmth hidden deep in my heart, a kernel that had once only been fueled by Lex, then Martha, then the other Jacksons…

Cam has always been there.

But now he’s throwing gasoline on the spark, sending it flaming to life inside me.

Warmth flows through my belly.

He knew the counter was cold.

And now we’re on a rug…with him taking the brunt of the cool fabric, the hard floor, and me…

Getting to enjoy the heat of his body?—

And his mouth.

Because he keeps coaxing and now I’ve slid up his torso, over his chest, his neck…to settle on his face.

He groans and the sound vibrates through me, but even as I’m absorbing that sensation—reveling in it—his hands settle on my ass, and…

His tongue gets to work.

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