Page 69 of Man Advantage

He closed the distance between us, curved a hand behind my neck and?—

Oh, God. Yes.

There wasn’t a trace of tentativeness in his kiss. The shyness of the first kiss we’d shared as kids—his first kiss and mine—was a distant memory, replaced by this assertive confidence that made my knees shake. He wasn’t forceful or aggressive, but holy shit, he knew what he wanted and he took it without question.

I fucking melted. Wrapping my arms around him, I couldn’t help but whimper into his kiss. When he teased my lips, I opened them, welcoming his tongue into my mouth.

I’d never been kissed like this. Not once in my whole goddamned life. Never like I was exactly what this man craved. Never like he knew this was exactly whatIcraved, and he was going to give me all this and more.

Yes, please, baby. Fuck yes.

There was no hiding how turned on I was, either, and Cam clearly wasn’t bothered by it. He pressed against me, grinding against my thickening hard-on, and my head spun even faster.Oh yeah, my libido had definitely returned with a vengeance, and I wanted Cam so bad it almost literally hurt. Now that I had his gorgeous body against me and his talented mouth working mine—fuck, I’d never been one to go off in my pants, but there was a first time for everything.

Cam drew back and stared up at me with wide eyes. He was panting. So was I. His hand was still firmly on the back of my neck, and I wanted his damn mouth again.

“Does that…” I paused to catch my breath. “Does that answer your question?”

“Uh-huh.” He sounded as dazed as I felt. “Yeah. Yeah, it does.” He swept his tongue across his swollen lips. “Now I feel like an asshole for thinking you were?—”

I cut him off with a soft kiss. “No. I’m the one who made you self-conscious because I was too stupid to?—”

Andhecutmeoff with a kiss. Grinning, he said, “Why don’t we just agree that on some level, we’re both still the same dumbasses we were in high school?”

I laughed. “I can get onboard with that.” I bit my lip. “I, uh… I really didn’t mean to make you think I was?—”

“It’s fine.” He laughed and shook his head. “I should’ve known you of all people…” He waved a hand. “Anyway. We’re good now.” His eyes narrowed a little as he drew me back in. “Like,reallygood.”

“You’re not kidding,” I murmured just before he claimed my mouth. God, I loved the way he kissed now. All the tentativeness from our younger years was a distant memory—he was assertive bordering on aggressive, and he seemed to know exactly what to do with his lips and tongue to make my knees weak.

Is this real? Am I really kissing you? Holy shit, this is real.

I’d been worried that his half-naked body would get me embarrassingly hard, but it definitely wasn’t embarrassing now.Not when I pressed my erection against him and he responded with a low moan.

Oh, fuck yeah.

Then Cam drew back again, and when he looked down at himself, he made a face. “Ugh. I’m disgusting. If we’re going to—I should… I need to get a shower.”

I licked my lips. “Any chance you want some company?”

Cam’s eyes widened. “If, um…” He swallowed, raking his eyes over me. When he met my gaze again, he said, “If we get in the shower together, we’re going to end up in bed.”

“Sounds to me like a feature, not a bug.”

His eyebrows flicked up. “Yeah?”

“Uh-huh.” I slid my hands up his back. “When I say I want you—I mean it. Completely.”

Cam gulped. “So if I said that after we shower, I want you to dick me down until I can’t move, you’d be game?”

All the air rushed out of my lungs as a shiver went through me. “Keep talking like that, and I’ll fuck you over a bench right here in the gym.”

He bit his lip, a gesture that had no business being that sexy. His eyes were beautiful anyway, and now they were absolutely on fire with need. “That’s… not much of a deterrent, you know.”

“Fuck,” I whispered. “No, it’s really not, is it?”

“No. It isn’t.”

“So.” I tipped my head toward the stairs. “Shower?”

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