Page 124 of Cougar

Someone taps on my shoulder, and I turn to see Nikki Fox, a pop artist Marcus signed with King Records. Her first album is loaded with songs written by Jay, and she was also the opening act for Lucas’s band, LAW. “I just wanted to come say hi.”

“Hi, Nikki. I heard you killed it on tour.”

“Thank you. It was such an honor to be part of it. If you’ll excuse me, I need to get back to my date. Please say hello to Jayla for me.”

“Will do. Take care.” Nikki disappears into the crowd, and I turn to Andrew. “Well that was odd. Do you think there’s any chance she heard us?”

Andrew shrugs. “Nah. It’s too loud out here.”

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Cam

“Good morning, babe,” I hum softly into the phone so as not to wake Liam or Tyge. I hitched a ride out to California with Emerson and her brood to spend some guy time with Liam before we head off to spring training.

“You mean good afternoon,” she purrs. “Did you guys have a good time last night?”

After the Grammys, Emerson took Jayla back to the beach house while the rest of us hit the after-parties.

“It was okay. I would rather have gone home with you.” I smile. “Where is everyone?”

“They’re out” she replies. “Bass and Levi took Jay to meet up with Alex and Evangeline at King Records for Alex’s interview, and then Jay has a meeting with the lawyer.” She pauses. “Where’s Liam?”

“Asleep. I’m coming over.”

“I’ll start the shower.”

The smell of Emerson’s soap permeates the air as I step through the doorway of her master bedroom and make my way to the bathroom.

Pausing at the threshold, I take in her petite silhouette behind the foggy glass that serves as a shower wall. Her hands move through her hair, her back arched, giving me the perfect side view of her full breast.

“Stop staring and get that hot ass in here, Cameron.”

Stepping into the shower, I’m greeted with the most amazing view. Emerson’s dark hair cascades down her naked back, the suds from her shampoo sliding over the globes of her gorgeous ass.

I wrap my arms around her from behind, cupping her breasts and kissing the spot where her neck and shoulder meet. “I missed you.”

She snorts. “It’s been less than twenty-four hours.”

“I miss you even when you’re in the same room.” I drag my lips across her shoulder and back to her neck.

“Did you have fun at the after-party last night?”

I chuckle softly. “Are you jealous?” Leaning in close enough so my lips graze the shell of her ear, I whisper, “You have nothing to be jealous of, Em. It’s you I want. Your lips I want to taste. Your body I want to sink into. I crave you. Every second of every day.” I pinch her nipple while sliding the other hand down her stomach.

“Oh,” she gasps as I slide my middle finger through the lips of her pussy, teasing her entrance before moving back to circle her clit. Curling her arm around the back of my neck, she rocks her hips, seeking friction. “Cam,” she pleads.

“Let me love you, Emerson,” I whisper against her neck just below her ear. “Turn around.”

She turns and snakes her arms around my neck, parting her lips as I bring my mouth to hers. Emerson’s mouth, her taste, is addictive. I could come just from her kisses alone.

Cupping her ass, I lift her up, her legs wrapping around my waist as I turn to press her back against the tiled wall. “Hold on,” is all the warning she gets before I slam into her.

“Yes,” she groans as she rolls her hips, grinding down on my cock.

“Take what you need, sexy.” I dip my head and bring my mouth to hers, keeping my strokes steady and deep.

Her movements become more frenzied. Her legs tighten around my waist, nails digging into my shoulders as she comes apart. Tearing her mouth from mine, she lets out a long, pleasure-filled moan. I press my forehead to hers as white-hot pleasure shoots from the tips of my toes up my spine and I explode inside her.

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