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Sex with Cam was like nothing I’d experienced before. It was the comfort of coming home and an adrenaline rush all at once. Our bodies moved like they were meant to be together, not awkward like it could be with a new partner. And yet, being with her set me on fire and brought me to life.

Long ago, the battlefield beat my emotions into submission. Nothing rattled me, nothing got me worked up. But this week with Cam had awoken something in me.

I pulled back from our kiss to look her in the eyes. “Almost lost you today.” The thought of what might’ve happened to her away from my protection sent a chill through me.

She brought a hand to my cheek. “I’m here, Shep. I’m with you, and I’m safe.”

I turned my head and kissed her palm. “I know. It’s gonna take a while to sink in.”

Christ, what I wouldn’t do for this woman.

I ran my hand down the length of her body, taking the time to explore every soft bump and curve along the way, then stopped at the apex of her thighs. She moaned as my fingers explored, finding her slick and hot. When I moved my thumb a little higher, she inhaled a sharp breath and her hips jumped.

That was all the encouragement I needed.

One of her hands clutched the bedsheets while the other dug its nails into my bicep. I continued to work her, stroking and circling, all the while kissing her and watching her beautiful face to discover what things she liked most.

Her moans grew louder and her movements more frenzied until she cried out. It was a magnificent thing to watch her come.

This I could do for her. Use my hands, mouth, and cock to make her body sing with pleasure. Which was lucky because I didn’t do flowers and romance, and I sure as hell was no wordsmith. It was hard for me to explain how I felt about her. Fuck, it was intense and had come on fast.

I needed her right now. Before Cam had even come down, I pushed all the way inside her in one hard stroke. Beyond incredible.

Her head flung back onto the pillow. “Fuck, yes,” she moaned, her voice husky.

My control faltered at her words, but I willed myself to refocus so I could appreciate this moment. I brought my mouth to hers while driving in even deeper.

This is what I craved. Being so far inside her I couldn’t tell where my body ended and hers began. And still, it wasn’t enough.

I thrust in harder, needing more and became hyper-aware of every sweet sensation. Her panting breaths against my lips, her smooth, heated skin pressed against mine, and her inner muscles already tightening around me. I catalogued all of it because in the pit of my stomach I knew I had to make the most of our remaining time.

As I continued to move in her, the dark thoughts fell from my mind because being with Cam was so damn perfect. This right here was better therapy than some shrink asking me what I felt about shit. She made me want to do better, be better. For so long, I’d been numb to the world around me. Then this beautiful, strong-willed woman crashed into my life and changed everything, and I wished like fuck I never had to let her go. I wanted to tell her these things, but it was unwise to put those words out there with where we were heading. Besides, I was useless at verbalizing that stuff, so I did my best to show Cam how much she meant to me.

And judging by the way she shuddered and cried out in my arms, I showed her two more times.