Page 63 of His to Seduce
Chapter 21
Camden
Familiar warmth surrounded me when I woke up the next morning. It took a moment for me to clear the sleep from my foggy, pounding head—courtesy of Cuervo—and remember the night before.
Laughing with the girls. Giggling with David. Leaning against him, tears in my eyes from side-splitting laughter, and the exhaustion that had slammed down against me on the short walk to his Escalade.
I didn’t remember inviting him into my house, nor did I remember inviting him into my bed. With his chest against my back, the heat of his body encasing mine and his arms wrapped around me, holding me tight to him like he was afraid I’d run if he didn’t hug me so hard, I was glad he was there.
I wanted him there.
Stretching, I tried to slowly roll out of from his arms, needing to use the bathroom and brush my teeth. His arms slowly let me go and I climbed out of bed.
I was halfway to the bathroom when his groggy voice said, “Don’t take too long. I want you back here when you’re done.”
My footsteps froze and I glanced at the clock on my nightstand. I had twenty minutes until I had to get ready for work and I was going to need a longer shower. “I have to work today,” I replied, looking at him over my shoulder. “Not all of us can sleep all day.”
I was teasing. And then wished I hadn’t when he frowned. “I see.”
“I was kidding, David.” I twisted back around. Forgetting my mission, I climbed back into bed with him.
It was where I wanted to be, anyway. He’d rolled to his back and had both hands clasped behind his head.
I threw a leg over his waist, straddling him, and pressed my hands to his chest. “I really was teasing you.”
He grinned. His arms moved so quickly, his body bucked so fiercely, I was flipped to my back and he was on top of me before I knew it, his mouth hovering just over mine when he said, “I know. I just really…really wanted you next to me and beneath me again.”
I surrendered to his kiss as soon as our lips met. The instant his tongue slid against my mouth, I opened to him, drank him in. He swallowed my groans and I did the same to his. He gave me his weight, his hips pressing into me.
I felt him everywhere, and I regretted that I hadn’t removed my clothes before he’d climbed on top of me.
Urgency sparked deep inside me. I pushed up, pressed my hips against his, and felt his hardness through his boxers. His hands moved along my side, brushing the edge of my breasts and making me shiver.
“Too many clothes,” I gasped, pulling back, needing breath and his touch. How did he do this? Seduce me with a touch and a look and set me on fire for only him?
His chuckle was low and rough. “I think we can make do.”
He pulled back, and my hands went to his hips, to the waistband of his boxers and then to the front, where his hair settled below his navel. He stopped my exploration and covered my hand with his.
Shaking his head, he moved my hand to my side at the bed. “No. I want to touch you.”
“I want to touchyou.”
He leaned over me and kissed me. “Later.”
I wanted to argue, but his hand slid beneath the waistband of my yoga pants and my breath caught in my throat. He slid his fingers against my clit, spreading my wetness around, and I whimpered, arching into him.
“David.”
“I like this,” he murmured, his eyes on me while he slowly drew circles and spread heat throughout my body. “I like the way your cheeks flush when you’re turned on. I like knowing that I do it to you.”
I swallowed, unable to speak. The only sounds I could make were quiet gasps of pleasure as he continued pressing, circling, sliding his fingers though my folds and inside of me. I jumped at the pressure, the slowness of his ministrations.
“Please,” I breathed, my abs tightening and my inner thighs beginning to burn. “So close.”
His blue eyes darkened with his own desire and arousal as I bucked against him, hips arching into him, needing more…faster…needing him inside of me.
“Close…” I was able to moan the word before I felt the sensation spreading, heating. He built it slowly, but my orgasm still took me by surprise as it came quickly, and I bucked wildly beneath him, my fingers digging into the sheets and then moving to his hips, where he still settled himself on top of me.
