Ten Year Crush (17 page)

The sound of my name coming out of her mouth in nothing but pleasure sends a bolt of lightning down my spine, straight into my cock.

Running my finger up and down again, going a little lower this time, she’s soaking wet. I drag my finger up one more time, and then pull my hand away. If I don’t stop, we won’t make it out of the shower. And our first time isn’t going to be here. I want to take her to my bed and take my time with her, worship her body, and show her how much I love her.

“No! Please don’t stop.” She goes to grab for my hand.

“Let me wash you. Anticipation.”

“I want you so bad it hurts. Please.” She whines.

“I know, baby. I hurt too, but trust me it’ll be so much better.” I grab the shampoo and massage my fingers into her scalp.

“You have magic hands. I never knew a shower could feel so good.”

“Just close your eyes and enjoy. And this is just the first of many.” Now that I have her, I’ll do this for her any chance I get. Anything to make her feel cherished.

I finish rinsing her hair and she turns to me. I kiss her lips and switch places with her. “Give me five minutes.”

“Can’t I return the favor?”

“Oh, no, you start putting your hands on me and it’ll be over, way too soon.”

She pouts. “But, I wanna touch you too.”

“You’ll get your chance. Soon.”

A devilish smirk spreads across her face and a gleam lights up her eyes. What is she up to?

“I’ll be waiting for you. So, you better hurry, or I might just start without you.” She climbs out and I start scrubbing my body faster than I ever have before.

“You better not. That’s mine.” I want all her pleasure. I want to be the one that does that for her.

“Then I suggest you hurry, Mr. Taylor.”

I stop at the seductive tone of her voice. I never in my life dreamed Gabby would have a wild side to her in the bed. I can’t wait to explore just how wild she is.

I let out a growl and start rinsing off. Fuck it. I’m clean enough.

Chapter Twenty-One

*Gabby*

I wrap my hair up in a towel and rush to dry the rest of me off. The shower cuts off just as I start scrubbing my hair dry. No way. There’s no way he’s done already. He just started washing off when I got out. “You finished?” I ask as the curtain slides open.

“Clean enough.” He stalks out of the shower and his eyes are a blazing deep blue, almost as dark as a storm cloud. He grabs the towel I just used on my body and starts to dry off, never taking his eyes off me. “When I’m finished, you better be ready.”

A shiver runs through me and my body ignites, heat rushing to my wet and needy core. “I’ve been ready, Mr. Anticipation.” I toss my towel in the hamper and go to pick up my brush, when I’m suddenly lifted off my feet.

“You asked for it,” he growls in my ear. “I wanted to take this slow, savor you, but you got me too worked up.” He throws me in the center of the bed and crawls up my body. His hands slide from my ankles up my legs. Stopping at my thighs, he places light kisses all the way up to my hip. I moan and rotate them. He makes his way to my other hip, kissing across my stomach and dipping his tongue in my belly button. “You taste so good.”

“Please.” I throw my head back and groan. “I need you.”

“Let’s see how ready you are.” He sits up on his heels and runs his pointer finger from the top of my mound all the way down to my ass.

I groan and fist my hands in the sheets, my body shivers.

“So wet. I think we can do better.”

“No.” My chest heaves as I fight for a full breath. “I’m more than ready. Please. In me. Now!”

He leans down and kisses my bare flesh right above where I need him the most. “You sure about that?” He sticks his tongue out and runs it from my opening up to my clit.

My back arches off the bed. “Holy shit. No. Keep doing that.”

“Which is it? Tell me what you want.”

“Just touch me. Your hands, mouth, cock
—
I want it all.”

A growl rumbles in his chest, and then he’s on me, licking me as if his life depends on it. “You taste so fuckin’ good. Better than I ever dreamed,” he moans into me. He takes one hand and spreads me open, and uses the other to plunge two fingers into my opening. Switching between flicking his tongue in fast hard stokes over my clit to drawing small circles around the bundle of nerves.

“Feels,” I pant. “So,” I moan. “Goooooood.” My body is on fire.

“Do you like it slow?” He slowly withdraws his fingers, and then just as slowly pushes them back in; doing the same with is mouth.

“Unnnnnn. Yeeessss.” I just barely get the words out before he’s changing what he’s doing to me.

“Or fast?” He moves his hand in quick jerky motions in and out of my center and matches it with his tongue.

“Oh fuck, Cam.” My head shoots up and I look down and watch his mouth work me. “I’m going to come.” Watching him work me with his mouth only pushes me closer to the edge.

He plunges his tongue in and out of me like he would with his cock and moves his thumb to my clit, pressing down and moving in fast circles.

“Yes. Oh god, yes!” I scream out and my body jerks. He keeps up a slow rhythm until he drawls out every bit of my orgasm. I lay there, my limbs feeling like Jell-O and shaking, chest heaving, and trying to catch my breath. I knew it would be amazing to have his hands and mouth on me, but nothing could have prepared me for the pleasure overload.

Cam leaves a blazing trail of fire in his wake as he slowly kisses up my stomach to my chest. My eyes close and I savor the feeling. Reaching my breast, he works his way around my nipple, sucking the taut peak into his mouth, rolling it with his tongue.

“Jesus!” My body was spent just moments ago and just like that, the fire is lit again and I need him more now than before. I grab his head and pull him up to my lips. I’ve never been one for tasting myself, but the taste of myself on Cam’s lips drives me wild. “Am I ready enough yet? I need you in me. Now!” I bite his lip and pull back.

“I’m not going to be able to go slow. I almost came when you did.” He leans over to his nightstand and pulls a condom out.

A stab of pain hits my heart.
How many girls has he had here? How many of them has he done that to?

“Hey, what happened? Why do you look like someone stole your puppy?” He frames my face in his hands and leans on his elbows.

“Nothing. It was stupid.” I shake my head, not wanting to tell him.

“Gabby, I want us to be open and honest. No secrets. And I need know what upset you.” He rubs his thumbs on my cheeks.

I turn my head, not wanting to look at him. “When you reached for the condom, it made me think about how many women you’ve had here and done that to.”

*Cam*

My chest aches. I knew this would come up eventually. I blow out a frustrated breath, angry with myself. “I’m not going to lie to you. There are a lot from the past month or so. If I could take it back, I would, but I can’t. The biggest mistake of my life was pushing you away. And then, trying to
fuck you
out of my head.” I shake my head. I hate having to say all of this. I know it’s going to hurt her. I want a fresh start though. Honesty and laying everything out is the way to get that. “But, that’s exactly what it was. Not one of them meant a thing to me. And, I’m not proud of it, but with all of them, I was so drunk. I don’t know how I got hard at all.”

A tear slips down her cheek and I kiss it away.

I sit up and pull her with me. Leaning back on my heels, I pull her onto my lap. “What we just did...there are very few I’ve ever done that to. And never, ever have I gotten them off that way. They were just a quick easy fuck to try to get you off my mind. And it didn’t work. I only felt shittier at the end of the day.” I should let Josh beat the shit out of me for being so stupid. “When everything clicked and I really thought about shit, I’ve not been with one single person since. After that kiss, I knew you were it for me. I wasn’t going to risk it any more than I already had with more nameless women.”

I place a kiss on her lips. “I’m sorry I was such an idiot. I promise I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you. Just don’t give up on me, on us. I’ve never in my life felt the way I do when I’m with you.”

She wraps her arms around my neck. “Sorry I brought it up. We both made mistakes. I know you were hurt tonight with Brandon. I saw it in your eyes. Having you now, that’s really all that matters. I’ve spent ten years thinking I would never have you and you would never love me. Let’s forget about our past and move forward. I love you, Cam. Always have and always will.”

How did I not realize how perfect this girl was for me? My heart expands and I’m the happiest I’ve ever been in my entire life. Right here in this moment. With my girl in my arms.
My girl!

“I love you too, baby. So much. Never doubt that. You’re stuck with me.” I kiss her nose, her eyes, each cheek, her chin, and then I softly brush my lips over hers. I could do this all night.

She puts her hands on my back and pulls me in closer, running her tongue over my lips and I open to her. This time instead of the heated, out of control kiss, this is slow and passionate.

I slowly lay her back and pull my lips from hers. My lips run kisses up her neck to her ear, nibbling before working my way back down. I pull back and look into her eyes. “I wanna make love to you, baby. Take my time and show you with my body what you mean to me.”

She nods and runs her hands through my hair.

I lean back, grabbing the condom off the side of the bed. I rip it open with my teeth and slowly roll it on, never breaking eye contact. My body is humming with nervous energy. I’ve never made love to someone. Never gone slow.

Still holding myself in my hand, I run my cock up and down her pussy making sure she’s wet enough. I know she’s tight from having my fingers in her and I don’t want to hurt her or make her uncomfortable.

She lets out a soft moan and it shoots straight through me.

I move down to her entrance and slowly push in, going in a little, and then pulling out. Each blissful thrust takes me deeper into her until I am buried as far as I can go. “You’re so tight,” I breathe out in a whisper.

“It feels so good, Cam. Nothing like I’ve ever felt before.” She reaches for me and I lean down.

“Me neither. The best feeling ever.” I set a slow rhythm, kissing her with slow soft strokes of my tongue, rubbing my hands all over her body, wanting to touch every inch of her.
Heaven.
That’s the only way this feeling can be described. I don’t ever wanna come back out.

I pull my mouth from hers and lean back wanting to look into her eyes. They’re the most beautiful shade of green I’ve ever seen and they’re shining. The tingling feeling starts in my spine and I know I’m close. I start to gently stroke her clit with my thumb. “I’m close, baby. Want you with me.”

“I’m almost there.” She arches off the bed, panting harder. The noise from the party is drowned out in my mind. All I can hear are the collective gasps and urgent breaths between us. Her warm pussy tightens around me, gripping me, and tingles shoot down my spine. Knowing what she needs to get there, I pick up my pace a little.

“Oh, Cam. I love you. Love you so much,” she says right before she throws her head back, squeezing me tight, and shatters in my arms.

I pick up the pace a little more, chasing my own orgasm. “I love you too, Thumper.” It’s not long before I’m following her. Throwing my head back, I push in as far as I can go and my whole body locks, electricity buzzes through every part of me.

I fall forward, bracing myself on my hands. My arms shake so bad that I pull out and land to the side, afraid of falling on her. We both lay there trying to catch out breaths.

“I never knew it could be that good,” Gabby whispers.

“Me neither.” I lean over and kiss her on the lips. “Let me get cleaned up and then we’ll curl up and go to sleep. I didn’t sleep worth shit last night.” Excitement buzzes. I’m finally going to sleep with Gabby in my arms. My girl curled up against my side.

“I didn’t either.”

Back in bed, I curl up beside her, pulling her back into my front. “Night, Thumper.”

“Night, Cam.”

I can’t believe I’m finally here. I kiss the back of her head, close my eyes, and that night I get the best night’s sleep I’ve had in a really long time.

Chapter Twenty-Two

*Gabby*

I’m hot. Way too hot and sweaty. I go to kick the blanket off and can’t move my legs. Panic seizes my chest and my eyes fly open. Everything from the night before comes crashing back around me and I relax. I’m with Cam, in his bed. I bite back a squeal.

“Mornin’.” Cam’s voice in the morning is even deeper and huskier than usual.

I try to roll over, but yet again, I can’t move. Cam has his leg thrown over mine, holding me firmly to the bed. One of his arms is tucked under my head, wrapping around my neck and holding one of my breasts in his hand. The other is wrapped tightly around my midriff, holding me against his chest. He releases his hold so I can roll over.