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Dangerous. This was so good, it was almostdangerous, wasn’t it?
He pulled out of my mouth again and then stared down my body, noting the way I squirmed. A lazy smile pulled over his face, like he was pleased to see me struggling. I blinked, wanting to beg for something but not knowing what.
Based on the way he was watching me while slowly unbuttoning the front of his shirt, Cameron alreadyknewwhat.
“On your back, baby,” he rasped. “It’s my turn to taste you.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
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NATALIE FLUNG HERSELF BACK onto the bed like she couldn’t get into position fast enough, and I dropped to my knees just as quickly.
I was so fucking eager to make her come again.
The first time had beenmind-blowing. Hottest fucking moment of my life, working together to get her off, and then having her finally release like that?
We were only getting started, too.
“You can relax, Natalie,” I said, feeling the quiver of Natalie’s body as I wound my arms beneath her legs, gripped her hips, and yanked her to the side of the bed, tugging her underwear off. I flung it over my shoulder. “I’m going to take care of you.”
Lowering my head between her smooth thighs, I spread them open wide and then dropped a kiss to one and then the other, working my way higher.
Natalie squirmed and then choked out stuttered words. “I’m sorry, I just?—”
The tone of her voice made me pause, and I looked up to see her lips pursed and her eyes on the ceiling. There was a little wrinkle between her brows, almost like she was confused about something.
“Just what?” I repeated, needing to know what was going on in her brain.
She opened her mouth, but her breath sort of hiccuped, and she had to pause again before pushing herself up onto her elbows, staring down at me.
“No one’s ever done this before, and I’m trying not to feel self-conscious about it.”
Her confession caught me off guard. I mean, I knew her ex was a loser, but I guess I didn’t realize justhow muchof one he was. How could anyone be married to this woman andnotwant to spend days between her legs? I’d been thinking about it pretty much since the moment we met.
Natalie dropped her head back onto the bed and chewed on her bottom lip, uncertainty playing on her features.
“Hey.” I said the word like a gentle nudge. “Hey, baby.”
She lowered her gaze to me again.
“You havenoreason to be self-conscious about this. You are so fucking perfect.”
A flicker of confidence crossed her face, but she stayed silent.
“Talk to me,” I said, needing to get to the bottom of this feeling she couldn’t shake.
She could tell me no, and we would stop. In an instant. But I suspected if she really didn’t want this at all, she would have said so already. A part of her wanted to experience this, and I badly wanted to show her how good it could be. How goodIcould be.
Natalie cocked her head from side to side before exhaling loudly, deflating. “There must be some reason no one’s done it before?”
“Yeah, there is.” I leaned forward, wanting to make this exponentially clear. “Every other man you’ve been with didn’t deserve you. Theysuck.”
That got a smile out of her, but I wanted more.
“You have the sweetest pussy I’ve ever seen,” I added, struggling not to drop my gaze to stare at it. She was stillsowet, and I was beyond dying to taste her. “No lie.”
Natalie laughed. But the laugh sounded more like she thought I was, in fact, lying.
