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But Ellie’s face lit up with excitement, pushing my guilt away. “I was hoping you’d say that.”
I laughed and then pulled out my phone, sending Cameron two words.
I’m in.
six months ago
CAMERON
Getting this woman into my arms felt like the single greatest accomplishment of my life, and I tried hard not to think about what that might mean, especially considering the backdrop of where we were.
I hovered my arm around her waist at first, wanting to be careful. There was something about her that told me I needed to—something dark in the back of her gaze, hiding behind all that sunshine.
That was okay with me, though. We all had something, didn’t we?
I let her move into my embrace on her own, noting how her steps didn’t falter. She was a confident woman, but cautious. Aware. Smart. But also powerless to whatever weird pull there was here, too.
I mean, of course she was. How cruel would it be of the universe to make me this unbelievably desperate to touch her and then her immune to it?
But she wasn’t immune to it.
As soon as my hands came in contact with her hips, her body fell into the precise rhythm of mine. Those electrifying eyes lifted, and even in the darkened bar, I saw the spark there. It ignited something inside me, instructing me to pull her closer. Her breath hitched when we collided, her palm flying to my chest, and it took everything in me to keep my hands still, steady. God, they wanted to roam, but it didn’t feellike she’d given me free rein yet. Not even when she melted into my hold, letting me dictate our movements.
My hips moved, and her hips moved.
My eyes flicked to her mouth; her eyes flicked to mine.
My breath hit her lips; hers flirted with my entire being.
I was addicted.
And we hadn’t even danced an entire song yet.
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
natalie
AFTER THE PARTY, I drove Ellie back to her hotel before meeting Cameron at his apartment. He was waiting for me in the lobby, and while he greeted me with a smile when I arrived, he also remained quiet as we walked toward the elevator together. His movements were tight, tense, and I wondered if something might be wrong.
That was, until the elevator doors closed, and he rounded on me, pressing me into the wood-paneled walls, grabbing my chin and planting a hard kiss on my lips that I immediately melted into. Cameron released a husky chuckle against my mouth, like he was amused by how quickly I responded to the feeling of his lips on mine. His fingers wandered up my sides, touching me in an almost frantic way, as though unable to believe he was allowed to put his hands on me again, and I happily wrapped my arms around him in return.
“Natalie,” he groaned, deepening the kiss until all I could feel was him—his body around me, his lips on my lips, his tongue stroking mine, his breaths tangling in the thick air. Cameron was taking overeverything, and it was exactly what I wanted, what I needed. “It’s been far too fucking long since I’ve gottento kiss you.”
“It’s been a week,” I laughed breathlessly, and Cameron shook his head.
“Far too fucking long,” he reiterated with a grunt before abruptly pulling away from me. I didn’t understand why at first, reeling from the loss of his touch, chasing more of it as he stepped back. But then he started tugging me toward the doors of the elevator, and I realized they had opened.
Cameron walked like he was on a mission, ushering me down the hallway of his apartment, and I couldfeelthe acceleration of my heart, racing as fast as Cameron’s steps. He led me through his front door and didn’t stop walking until we were in his bedroom, making it very clear why we were here. He wasn’t disguising this as anything but what it was as he pressed me back up against the wall, tilting my chin up, and dropping his mouth to mine, precisely how I’d been imagining he might when we stood outside Noah’s house earlier.
His kiss was softer this time, more curious. He’d gotten the urge out of his system to feel my mouth against his again, and now he wanted toexploreit. I parted my lips, letting him in, and a full-body sigh came out of Cameron. His hand slipped across my jaw and then kept moving, tangling in my hair, holding me in place so he could kiss me thoroughly, and I didn’t mind one bit, not when he kissed me like he’d beenstarvedof physical contact.
“Cam,” I whimpered when he was unrelenting with his tender pace.
I understood how Cameron operated enough to know by now that he was probably going to drag this out until I wasn’t just whimpering butcryingfor more, and I honestly wasn’t sure I could handle that tonight. I’d been aching for days, wishing we hadn’t been interrupted last week.
Cameron surprised me, though. He broke off from my lips and began unbuckling his belt while stalking across the room, away from me. He opened the bedside table drawer, grabbing a condom from it before he unbuttoned his pants, zipped them down, and pulled out his erection,fisting it.
I stared, jaw dropping with every confident and sure movement he made. Especially when he looked back at me, his gaze meeting mine with blazing intent.
