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“Thank you,” I squeak out, my voice barely above a whisper. Suddenly, I’m shy and self-conscious.
He pulls harder at my hair, forcing me to look at him.
“I mean it, Sloane. You’re absolutely stunning.”
My face flames and it’s not from the beating rays of the sun. Cam traces his calloused thumb across my cheekbone, down the side of my jaw, sending a shiver of pleasure zipping through me.
Cam thinks I’m beautiful.
A lightness fills my chest, my entire body relaxing beneath his touch as I melt into him. The water’s still cool but I’m not cold, heat radiating off Cam’s hard torso. He traces down my neck to my collarbone and I suck in a sharp breath as his fingers graze my breast. My nipple peaks under his touch, pebbling in the thin, wet satin of my bra. He circles the sharp point and my eyes flutter closed as I give into all the sensations. The warmth, the cold, his feathery touch, the tingle of desire dancing just beneath my skin. He brushes his lips against mine and I kiss him back softly, slowly. Cupping my breast, he squeezes.
“Cam—” I moan quietly, my core throbbing. Shimmying against him, hot need pulses through me. I’m fire and ice all at once and the feeling’s delicious.
He slips his fingers under my shirt, splaying his palm across my belly, and his hand’s so large it covers my entire midsection. Another moan falls from my lips as he kneads and pinches my breasts, moving between the right and the left. My thighs clench around his thick quad and the corners of his lips quirk.
“Eager beaver,” he teases, then brushes a hair from my eyes. “It’s cute—I dig the enthusiasm.”
“In that case—” I inch away slightly before throwing one leg over his hips and straddling him. His eyes widen as he watches me try to peel my shirt off as sexily as possible—not an easy task, given the soaking wet, skintight fabric clinging to me.
“Let me help.” He strips the shirt over my shoulders without issue and flings it to the ground before reaching around and unhooking my bra. The straps slip down my shoulders and he slides the satin garment away, flipping it out of the pool before palming my breasts.
“Fucking gorgeous.” He flicks at my nipples with his thumbs, pinching and releasing the sharp points, and waves of pleasure roll through me.
“Ohh—” His hot tongue laves at my skin, teasing, and it’s quite possible I may come just from the swirl on my nipple. He alternates between my breasts, showering attention on both sides equally as I grind against him. His dick grows longer and harder by the second, meeting my greedy thrusts in perfect rhythm.
Pulling me down deeper into the water, closer to him, he buries his face between my breasts and I’m in heaven.
Lounging in an inflatable pool on a clear summer day, Cam’s breath warm on my bare skin.
Absolute bliss.
“I want you,” I murmur, reaching down and stroking his hardness over the briefs.
“I want you too. Obviously.” The words are muffled by my chest, his stubble rough against the tender flesh.
Lifting his head, he meets my gaze. “But we should probably take this inside. You were worried about the neighbors a few minutes ago.”
“What neighbors?” I tease, the corner of my lip tipping into a grin as I rub his cock through the cotton. He lets outa groan, pushing against my hand. With deft fingers, he unbuttons my shorts and slides them down over my hips.
I roll off him, water spilling over the side as I lay back and shimmy out of the denim. Poor choice of outfit, but to be fair, I had no idea I’d end up making out in a kiddie pool this afternoon.
With much effort, I finally kick out of the restrictive clothing and chuck the sopping wet shorts onto the grass. Cam levers up on one elbow and my breath hitches as I take him all in. Thick veins pop from his forearm, every muscle pronounced, long, sharp lines beneath his tanned skin. He exudes power. Strength. Virility.
I reach out, swiping at a water droplet dripping down his pec. Tiptoe my fingers across his smooth chest, then follow the ridge of abs all the way down to the waistband of his briefs.
“Ladies first.” He winks, gripping my shoulders and sliding my body down so my head’s resting on the edge of the pool. Water laps at my bare breasts as Cam inches closer to me, spreading my thighs with his hand. With a shuddery breath, I hollow out my stomach like I’m in Pilates.
Cam doesn’t swoop in or rush.
No, he takes his time, smoothing his palm over my thigh, his eyes serious. The water’s not freezing cold anymore—the hot sun warmed it right up, melting all the ice. Yet a shiver races through me as he caresses the inside of my leg. Moving higher, inch by inch, until he comes to the apex. I hold my breath as he cups me, his thumb circling my clit through my panties.
Eyes fixed on mine, he presses down and I writhe with pleasure.
“So good…” I mumble, barely able to form a cohesive thought. I’m drunk on Cam—his body, his scent, his touch.
He drops his lips next to the shell of my ear, his breath tickling my skin.
“I’ve been thinking about this pussy all night and all day. How you’ll taste, how tight you’ll be around my cock.”
