Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 21530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 108(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 108(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
They're putting together a tray of food when I walk into the kitchen, and I try to protest, but Agatha puts her hands on her hips and tells me I've had a long day and I need to eat. The three of them stay until I've finished eating the entire tray of food, and then they head out, each giving me a hug and telling me to call if I need anything.
I also notice the roses have disappeared. Good riddance.
Frank is long gone, at the hospital and then on his way to jail once he recovers, but I still check every window with shaking hands. The last thing I do is lock the door, and exhausted, I slowly climb the stairs, collapse on my bed, and cry myself to sleep.
It's the second time since I've moved to Covington that I've been woken up at 3 AM. This time, it isn't to hear my door knob rattling, but to a tall, muscular form crawling into bed with me.
Fear shoots through me, and I open my mouth to scream, but Cam's scent hits me just before his voice does, and the fear melts away.
"Shh," he doesn't cover my mouth, but runs his thumb over my bottom lip instead. "It's just me, baby girl."
"Cam!" I sob, throwing my arms around him. "Oh my God! Are you okay? What happened?"
"I'm fine, Kelly. I'm home now, and I'm not going anywhere. We can talk about it tomorrow, okay? I just want to hold you."
"I want that, too," I whisper. "I was so scared without you."
"I know, baby. I know. I'm sorry. Just go back to sleep." He pulls me into his arms, kissing my forehead. "It was all just protocol. Everything is fine.”
I don't want to sleep, though. My bloodstream is full of adrenaline, and there's no way in hell I can rest. Instead, I grab two handfuls of his shirt and pull him down into a searing kiss, showing him without words just how worried I was.
"Kelly," he groans. "Baby, we can't. Not tonight. You've been through enough."
"I need this, Cam. I need you. I want you. Please?"
He hesitates, but when I slip my hand under his shirt to caress the muscles of his chest, he lets out a soft sound of need. "Kelly … fuck."
"Please?" I beg softly. "Make love to me, Cam. Make me forget."
"If that's what you want, Kelly," he whispers, pressing a soft kiss against my lips. "I'll give it to you. But if you want to stop, you tell me. I'm not going to be rough with you after what you went through today."
"I think..." I bite my bottom lip. "I think I might like it a little rougher. I don't want to feel anything other than you, Cam."
His eyes darken, and he nods slowly. "Tell me if you need to stop, Kelly. I mean it."
"I will."
"Good girl."
He kisses me again, softer this time, more gentle. He tastes like mint and home, and I sigh as he slowly slips my nightgown off over my head, baring my body to his gaze. His hands trail over my skin, so lightly I can barely feel them, until he reaches the place between my thighs and caresses me softly.
"Always so wet for me," he whispers, slipping a finger inside of me. "So good, baby."
He adds another finger, and I let out a sigh, rocking my hips against his hand. When he begins to move, I whimper, the feeling of his fingers inside of me driving me crazy.
"Cam, please. I want you inside of me."
"Patience, sweetheart," he murmurs, his free hand cupping my breast and squeezing it, pinching my nipple gently. He lowers his head to my chest, swirling his tongue around my nipple until it hardens into a peak. He bites down on it gently, making me squirm, and I let out a soft cry, gripping the sheets tightly.
Cam keeps teasing me, taking his time with my body until I'm shaking with need. He finally lets his fingers slide out of me, and he stands, stripping quickly. His cock springs free, already hard, and I lick my lips. He's so gorgeous, and I'll never get tired of seeing how much he wants me.
He strokes his length as he speaks. "If you really want to get your mind off everything, how do you feel about trying something new?"
"What?" I whisper.
Cam crawls back over my body, kissing me deeply, tongue stroking against mine as his hand drifts down my body. I feel his thumb brush over my clit once, and then twice, but when his hand continues downwards, he doesn't slip his fingers into my pussy like I expect. Instead, one long finger caresses my asshole.
"Oh!" I squeak, and he laughs against my mouth.
"We don't have to," he rumbles, nipping at my jaw. "But I swear I'll make it good for you if you want to try, baby girl."