Page 11 of Stolen Holidays
“Holy shit, I forgot how fucking delicious this place is.” Cam groans around a mouthful of food, making us all laugh. He’s not wrong. There’s a reason this is Jace’s favorite place to eat.
“Such a caveman,” Talia teases.
Cam sends us all into a roar of laughter as he growls and takes a feral bite of his taco, spilling the fillings on the table to mess with Talia.
Dinner is loud and full of laughter as we discuss the plans for our trip to the mountains. Callie called it when she said I loved beingaround my family. This feels like it did when we were growing up, only better now that I have Callie to share these moments with.
I can’t wait to share a lifetime of moments like this with the gorgeous woman sitting in my lap. Christmas can’t come soon enough.
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Aknockonthedoor startles me as the water from the faucet splashes the bottom of my sweater.
“One second,” I call out.
I dry my hands, throw the paper towel into the trash, and unlock the door. The door swings open, and a large hand lands on my stomach, pushing me back.
“What in the—”
“Shh, Itty Bitty.” Cam closes the door behind him and turns the lock.
“What are you doing in here?” I hiss at him.
Cam snakes his hands around my waist and lifts me up. My legs instinctively wrap around his hips, and my arms around his broad shoulders. “I missed you.”
I practically melt like an ice cream cone at his words. “I missed you too. What did you guys do today?”
“We did some shopping and went with Eli to pick up Callie’s engagement ring.”
I glance at my ring and blurt, “Is it bigger than mine?” Cam barks a laugh as I slap a hand to my mouth. “I do not mean that enviously. I swear I’m just curious. She’s Callie Wright.”
Cam tangles his fingers in my hair and tilts my head back. His warm hazel eyes burn with mirth and, beneath that, love. “I know what you meant. Yes. It’s huge. And he’s giving her more than one ring, so yeah.”
“Aww, that’s so sweet.” Just like my big guy, all his brothers are extremely romantic. “She’s going to be blown away.”
Callie has been through so much. When I met her, she and Eli had just been in that horrific accident, and everything was a little crazy with her half-sister trying to kill her and all. I can’t even imagine how hard and chilling that must have been. I get the heebie-jeebies just thinking about it all. I’ve never been more grateful for my family, who all love and protect each other so fiercely. Thankfully, her sister is in jail, where she can’t hurt Callie anymore.
Over the past couple of months, Callie and I have bonded. For a mega popstar, Callie is the nicest person I have ever met. All the rumors about her being a diva were lies. She is down to earth and sweet, so generous and kind. She and Eli have joined me at a few of Cameron’s games, and I always enjoy my time with them. They are so much in love—like me and Cam—it’s beautiful to see.
“How about I blow you away and eat your pussy before bending you over the counter and fucking you from behind while you come all over my cock like my good little slut?”
My dirty man.
“Cam.” My face burns, and my clit pulses with need as I picture Cam in the mirror behind me, ramming into me with his beautiful big cock that stirs to life between my legs as he holds me up like I weigh nothing. “We can’t do that. Your family is waiting for us.”
I’m already breathless, and I know I’m fighting a losing battle. I want Cameron Miller.Badly.
“Don’t think about them. I’m not. You, my gorgeous fiancée, are all I think about. All I want. All day. Every day. I want to be buried in your sweet tight cunt so bad I don’t give a fuck wherewe are or whom we’re with. I want you. Right fucking now.” He bucks his hips, his dick already hard.
I moan and grind my pussy over his erection. Fire courses through me, begging for the pleasure only Cam can deliver. “Holy hell, big guy. What are you doing to me?”
Cam brushes his lips across mine. “Loving you with everything I’ve got.” He kisses me, parting my lips and slipping his tongue into my mouth. He massages and tangles his tongue with mine. It’s deep, dirty, and wet, just like the way Cam fucks me.
“Think you can make it fast?” I ask as he kisses and sucks a path down my neck and across my collarbone.
“Depends.” Cam slowly slides me down his hard body, and my nipples pucker at the contact. He places me on my feet and pushes me back against the bathroom sink, then gets down onto his knees in front of me. “Are you ready to find out how fast my tongue can make your pretty little pussy come?”
