Page 51 of Ravage

Everything I shouldn't be wanting to feel.

He presses his lips to my throat, and I burrow further into him.

He chuckles and tightens his hold on me. "Didn't think you'd be up for snuggles."

"I'm not, usually."

His cock twitches inside me when I wriggle again. "Someone woke up horny," he says, brushing his lips over my ear.

"I always wake up horny," I reply.

He thrusts into me again. "Good to know."

Just as I feel him start to harden again, the sound of a door opening causes us both to freeze.

"Do you have a roommate?" I whisper.

"No," he replies, slipping out of me quickly.

He discards the condom and pulls on a pair of grey sweatpants.

"Cam?" A woman's voice calls out.

Cam groans and rubs a hand over his face. "Fuck. It's my mother."

My eyes widen. "Are you serious?"

"As a heart attack. Look, stay here. You don't have to meet her. I'll get rid of her."

I laugh. "It's fine, Cam." I slide out of bed and grab one of his T-shirts off the chair next to the bed. I pull it over my head, and it falls down over my body, reaching my mid-thigh. "She's probably noticed the clothes strewn everywhere out there, anyway."

"Fuck... Yeah, you're right." Despite the rather comical situation we now find ourselves in, he can't seem to resist checking me out while I wear his clothes.

His eyes run over my body, flaring slightly.

Men are so predictable.

"Cam?" His mother calls out again, and he sighs.

"Hang on, I'll be there in a minute," he yells back, before lowering his voice. "You don't have to go out there. She's going to be nosy as hell."

I move to stand in front of him and pat his cheek. "I'm sure she's worked out that her baby boy likes to have sex."

He grips my hand and squeezes it, levelling me with a knowing look. "We will not be saying that in front of her, devil woman."

I laugh, and he keeps holding my hand as he leads the way out of the room.

"Oh!" His mother is standing beside the couch, and she blushes when she sees us. Her gaze drifts to my clothes on the floor beside the front door, travels over Cam's discarded clothes a few feet away, and then back to us. "I see I've interrupted something."

"Yeah. Probably should have called first," Cam replies, a pained expression on his face.

"Did you forget I was coming around to use your computer?"

Cam looks chastened. "Yeah... Sorry."

She smiles. "That's fine darling. I can understand it slipping your mind when you've got a beautiful woman in your bed." Her eyes twinkle as she looks me over.

"Don't be weird, Mum." Cam sighs and waves his free hand between us. "Mum, this is Imogen. Imogen, the woman eyeing you with far too much interest is Carol."