My jaw drops.“What?”
Fox smirks, clearly amused by my reaction.
“You set his car on fire?”I repeat, my voice louder this time.
“Yup,” he says, popping the “p” nonchalantly like he’s proud of it.
I stare at him in disbelief, but I can’t help the laugh that bubbles out of me.“You’re insane!”
“Maybe,” he admits with a grin.“But, hey, it worked.He didn’t bother me for months after that.”
I shake my head, still half-laughing.“That’s wild.No wonder your dad and you are always at each other’s throats.”
Fox’s smile falters slightly, and he looks away.“Yeah.It’s complicated.He’s always been more focused on how I make him look than on who I actually am.”
My chest tightens at the vulnerability in his voice, but before I can say anything, Fox flashes me a playful grin, his usual confidence snapping back into place.
“Enough about me,” he says, leaning closer.“Can I kiss you now?”
I swallow hard and nod.He’s been through so much, and while setting his father’s car on fire might have been extreme, it’s clear he’s had his reasons.As his fingers trail lightly over my torso, I feel the familiar warmth rising inside me again, setting my skin ablaze.
Fox grips my hips, pulling me closer to him until I can feel the hardness of his growing erection beneath me.In less than a second, our lips crash together, an intense and fiery kiss that steals my breath.His fingers dig slightly into my waist as I moan against his mouth.
“Fuck, I’m hard again,” he whispers, his lips moving to my neck, leaving wet, possessive kisses as he marks my skin.
“It’s my turn to please you,” I murmur, my lips brushing against his.I bite at his upper lip, drawing a deep groan from him.
“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” he pants, his breath warm against my mouth as he nips at my bottom lip, his tongue teasing the edge.
“I want to,” I moan, rolling his bottom lip into my mouth before pulling away slightly.
“God, you’re killing me, Cam,” he groans, his voice thick with desire.The sound of him saying my name like that sends a thrill straight through me.Knowing I can make him feel this way—make Fox Wilder moan and groan just from my kisses—makes me feel powerful.
I slowly slide off his lap and kneel between his legs.My hands trail down his bare chest, my lips following their path as I taste his skin.Fox throws his head back against the couch, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows hard.
“How are you so perfect?”he asks, his lidded blue eyes meeting mine.
I don’t answer.Instead, I focus on unbuttoning his pants, tugging the waistline down until they’re pooled around his knees.His erection strains against his white briefs, and I can feel my nerves rising.But I push through it—I want this.I want to make him feel good.
“You don’t have to do this, Cam,” he says softly, his tone almost hesitant.
“I want to,” I reply firmly, my voice steady.
I reach for him, pulling him free from the confines of his briefs.He’s hard, thick, and intimidating, but I’m determined.Leaning forward, I lick him experimentally, following what little I’ve seen in adult movies.
“Teach me if I’m not doing it right,” I whisper, glancing up at him.
“You’re perfect,” he breathes, his voice trembling.His fingers tangle in my hair as I take him into my mouth.
I start slow, taking him in as far as I can, my tongue gliding along his length.He groans deeply, his hips twitching as I move.My inexperience makes me nervous, but the way he reacts—the way his head falls back and his chest heaves—makes me feel like I’m doing something right.
“Fuck,” he mutters, his grip tightening slightly in my hair.“That’s so good.Just like that.”
Encouraged, I move faster, my hand joining in for support as I work him with my mouth.His moans grow louder, more desperate, and it sends a thrill through me.
“Shit, I’m close,” he groans, his voice strained.
I glance up at him, watching as he bites his lip and squeezes his eyes shut.It’s intoxicating, seeing him lose control like this.I speed up, hollowing my cheeks as I take him deeper, stroking him with my hand to match the rhythm.
