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TWENTY-FIVE

Cameron Seda just made me come on his fingers.

In the middle of a fucking club, with hundreds of people around us. Anyone could have looked over and saw us, but I didn’t care. I’d never added exhibitionism to my list of kinks, but I might have to after tonight.

Cam’s hand wrapped around mine, pulling me out of the club like a man on a mission.

The same fingers that had just been inside me, wringing out every drop of my pleasure, the ones that had held me as though I was precious to him.

And God, it was everything. From his commanding words and the powerful strokes against my skin, Cam was sure about what he wanted, and for some reason, that was me.

As soon as the cool, early spring air hit us, Cam turned and pushed me back against the wall.

The man had a thing for shoving me against surfaces, and I was not complaining.

I loved the way he commanded my body, almost submitting it to his mercy.

It was so fucking hot, my panties instantly dampened.

I’d barely recovered from my last orgasm, and I was already dying for his touch.

My back collided with the cold exterior of the building, and Cam captured my lips in a brutal kiss.

His hands moved to my neck, shifting me so he could deepen our embrace.

He tasted like imported beer and impulsive choices, and it was the sexiest thing in the world.

Cam was expanding my mind, bringing beauty into the banality of everyday life.

“Damn it, Hadley.“ He pulled back, resting his forehead against mine. “Why do you feel so fucking good?”

“You’re one to talk.” I smirked, letting my hand dip down to the front of his jeans.

As my palm worked down his length, he groaned, shifting further into my touch.

“I want you in my mouth,” I said, my voice taking on an unfamiliar, sultry tone.

I was no stranger to sex, but this connection was stronger, more alive than anything I’d ever experienced.

It made me bolder. I wanted to please him, wanted to see what he looked like when I made him fall apart.

Without warning, Cam reached down and ripped my hand away, dragging us to his parked truck. “Oooh,” I chuckled as we moved through the parking lot. “Are we going to defile your baby? I know how much you love this car.”

“Don’t tempt me, menace,” he ground out.

“I’m so close to busting in my jeans that even your smart mouth is turning me on.

” As we reached the passenger side door, he turned and brushed a finger along my jaw.

“But the first time I fuck you, I want to see you. Every single inch. So we’re going to go back to my hotel, where I can spread you out and lick your pussy until you scream my name. ”

“H-hotel?” I stammered.

Cam nodded. “I booked it before we left the stadium. I didn’t want to risk driving home too late.” His hand dropped to his side. “Is that okay?”

“Awfully presumptuous of you, sarge. You just assumed I’d want to fuck you?”

“Nope.” He leaned in closer. “But I fucking hoped you would. You’re all I can think about, Hadley.

During the game, I kept thinking how badly I wanted to fuck you in my jersey.

” His voice lowered. “But the room doesn’t mean anything.

Nothing has to happen if you don’t want it to. You’re in control here.”

My lips rolled together, loving that he was being so open and honest with me. But then again, hadn’t Cam always told me the truth—even if it wasn’t what I wanted to hear? I trusted him—he was a man of his word. If I said no right now, he’d probably offer to book me a separate room.

Lucky for him, I wanted him just as badly. I reached over to toy with the collar of his shirt. “I like the sound of that—being in charge. Does that mean you’ll get on your knees if I asked you to?”

“Hadley, I’d crawl on my fucking hands and knees if it meant I got to have you.”

“Tempting.” I tapped my finger on my lips. “But not my kink. However, the part about you going down on me until I scream—that, I can get on board with.” I pulled open the door and hopped in the truck, smirking at him over my shoulder. “Come on, sarge. You’ve got promises to fulfill.”

Thankfully, the hotel was only minutes from the club.

If I had to wait any longer, I would have died from the tension.

The air between us bristled with unspoken desires and an understanding about what was going to happen next.

It was enough time to heighten my anticipation, but not enough for the nerves to kick in.

At least, not until we entered the lobby.

The hotel was nothing fancy, what you would expect from a mid-range tier of hotels.

If the front desk clerk recognized Cam, they said nothing.

But then again, considering it was only minutes from the baseball and football stadiums, they were most likely numb to athletes traipsing in and out of here.

After he checked in, Cam took my hand and led me to the elevators without saying a word.

Each step only amplified the pounding of my heart, recognizing this was one of those moments that was going to change everything.

I was about to sleep with Cam Seda.

That was a sentence I never thought I’d string together.

When we stepped into the elevator together, Cam turned toward me, studying my face like it held all the answers. “Are you having second thoughts?”

“What?” I snapped. “No. Why would you think that?”

He held up our joined hands. “You’re squeezing the life out of me, menace. If you want to go home, I’ll drive you. I only had one beer.”

“Don’t you dare.” I turned toward him, lifted onto the tips of my toes, and kissed him. Cam cursed as my fingers found their way to his hair, tugging on the disheveled strands. “In case that’s not clear—no, I haven’t changed my mind. But we need to talk about what happens after tonight.”

Cam’s jaw tensed as he leaned forward. “What do you mean?”

“I mean—this is only a onetime thing, Cam. We’re just trying to douse the tension between us. I’m not looking for anything more than that.”

“And if I don’t agree?”

My eyes narrowed. “Then this can’t happen, and I’m going home.”

A terse silence filled the elevator, as if we were both waiting to see if the other would break first. I meant what I said—I wouldn’t commit to anything more than one night. But then again, did I have the willpower to walk away? Or was this always where we were going to end up?

“Fine, menace. We’ll have it your way. Tonight only. No other expectations.”

Cam smiled and rubbed his thumb over my cheek.

It was soft and gentle, a sharp contrast to how he held me at the club.

I was learning to embrace all sides of Cam, but this softer, sweeter side was becoming my new addiction.

He lowered his lips down to the curve of my neck, leaving feather-light kisses until he got to my ear. “Tell me what you like, Hadley.”

“Like?”

“In bed,” he said. “Do you want me to be gentle with you? Hold you tight until you shatter on my cock?” I shook my head, too nervous to use my voice for the first time in my life.

His hand trailed down to my hip, taking a firm hold of my skin.

“Or do you want me to take control? To bend and break you until you can’t take one more second without me inside you? ”

“Option two, please,” I mumbled as his thumb traced the bare skin of my neck.

Cam chuckled against my neck. “I knew you were made for this, baby. Made for me. You’re going to look so fucking pretty when you’re dripping with my cum.”

I sucked in a sharp breath. Was that what I wanted?

To be honest, all my past sexual encounters seemed tame, almost timid, in the face of Cam’s words, muttered curses and fumbling around in the dark.

I never dreamed a man would speak to me like this, and yet, it snapped something inside me, a craving that had never been satisfied until this exact moment.

While the elevator continued to climb, Cam pulled away and searched my eyes.

“Are you on birth control?” I nodded. “If you want us to use a condom, I’ll do it.

But I can’t lie, Hadley, the idea of filling you up is making me so fucking hard, I can’t see straight.

” A brush against my pulse point. “Are you okay with that? I had to get tested before the season, and everything came back clear.”

“Same here,” I swallowed, studying his eyes.

I wanted to take a picture of his expression—wanted to remember this feeling forever.

One day, when I was in the nursing home, my only company my memories, I needed to remember being so wanted, like Cam couldn’t take another breath without my touch.

“I want you bare, Cam. Nothing between us.”

“Nothing between us,” he repeated, leaning in for one last kiss before the elevator doors parted.

We walked toward our room, every step heavy with the desire coursing through our veins.

As soon as the door closed behind us, I moved to the middle of the space, not taking in any of the sights in front of me.

Cam’s stare weighed on my back, as if he wanted me to speak first.

I turned around and arched my brow, but he leaned against the door. As he crossed his arms over his chest, a heavy lust filled his dark eyes. I smirked at him. “Getting cold feet, sarge?”

He laughed, the sound dark and full of mirth. “Keep sassing me, menace, and I’ll find a better use for that bratty little mouth. Now…” He paused and took a step toward me. “Strip.”

“What?”

He reached out and cupped my jaw, brushing his thumb along my lower lip. “You heard me, baby. Strip. I told you I wanted to see every fucking inch of you, and I meant it. So take off your clothes and get your ass on that bed so I can admire the view.”