Broken Justice (Justice Brothers) (14 page)

A couple of hours later, after a quick dinner and some quiet TV watching, she was still fighting the lure of his appeal on her frazzled, innocent nerves. As always, he had watched her more than the TV and she didn’t know quite what to make of that. He’d been just as affected by their kissing as she had been, she was sure of that, but when he pulled away because he sensed her innocence, something had shifted between them. She was pretty sure he wanted her but he also seemed hell bent on making sure he didn’t take advantage of her or the situation they found themselves in.

Was it going to be up to her to make the first move? Oh Lord,
Lacey winced. She was in way over her head. While she desperately wanted to experience the thrill of his lips devouring hers again, she wasn’t sure she was ready for whatever came after that. Her hormones might be raging out of control but she was hardly the sexy femme fatale she envisioned.

Cam watched her worry both her bottom lip and the soft throw blanket on the sofa as they sat together watching the late evening news. He was having a hell of a time ignoring the sexual tension in the air around them. Judging by her actions, she was too. Maybe a goodnight kiss would be enough to stave off the hunger building inside him.

“Time to turn in, Ponytail,” he murmured reaching for the remote control and switching off the television. “We have an early start in the morning, okay?” As the room plunged into semi-darkness he appreciated the cat-like stretch she performed when she tossed aside the throw blanket and stood up.

From where he sat, Cam enjoyed the sight of her standing at his knees, looking down at him. The breasts he’d been fantasizing about earlier bobbed slightly under the pink nightshirt she put on to lounge in. Clearly, she wasn’t wearing a bra and the stretchy pants covering her legs did little to disguise her sexy shape.

Before she could answer, Cam grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her down onto his lap. Her shock at his actions gave him the perfect opportunity to press his advantage. “Any chance of a goodnight kiss?”

Staring expectantly at his sexy mouth Lacey let her body relax into his. “I’d like that,” she husked quietly while she waited for him to move. Leaning forward slightly she felt her breasts press against his chest while she moved her hand to caress the side of his neck and face. “I like kissing you,” was all she got out before feeling his arm move up her back and across her shoulders bringing her even closer to him.

With their lips so close they were breathing each other in, she felt his next words as much as she heard them “I like kissing you too, darlin’. Maybe too much.” He groaned as he closed the scant distance between them and captured her expectant lips with his own.

Cam wasn’t in the habit of taking his time and beating around the bush when his libido fired up. Used to experienced women who knew the score, every encounter with the Ponytail was new, unchartered territory. The admission she had given him about her inexperience wasn’t making any of his lustful feelings dampen. Far from it. Knowing that every kiss, caress, and sensation he wrought from her was a first made his balls ache for her even more. He wasn’t going to be able to help himself in the end, as her total seduction was all but written in stone. That his pulse kept beating out the non-stop message,
Take her. She belongs to you
, wasn’t helping.

Her soft hand caressed his neck and traced his jawline, turning his blood to hot lava. The sweet whimpers and delicate moans she made as he made love to her mouth had him shuddering from head to toe. When her tongue shyly began the mating dance with his, he was lost. Never had he experienced anything as achingly erotic as their tongues swirling around each other while the oxygen seeped from his brain.

Lacey was overwhelmed and consumed by Cameron’s sensual assault on her mouth. She’d never imagined that the simple act of kissing could be so raw. On top of that, being crushed in his arms as he held her fast against his hard, wide chest made her conspicuously aware of how his body molded so perfectly to her own. The low growls from the man laying siege to her senses were unbelievably sexy and it seemed as though with each rumble her panties became more and more damp.

He was wearing a dark t-shirt that was preventing her from satisfying the aching need to get closer to his skin. While Cameron sucked her fleshy tongue into his ravenous mouth, she made an awkward attempt to pull his shirt out of his jeans so she could finally touch him. When the shirt didn’t move out of the way fast enough to satisfy her desire, she tore her mouth from his, snarling in frustration. She was impatient and half out of her mind with a desperate need to get at his skin.

It was that frantic pawing at his clothes which finally brought Cam back to his senses. He was stunned at how fast their kissing had spun out of control. He was shaking with need and ready to jump first and deal with the aftermath later. The way his cock was throbbing inside his snug jeans was robbing him of common sense.

He’d thought they’d stop at a goodnight kiss. Man, was he ever wrong and as much as he wanted to bury himself in her quaking body he had an obligation to act responsibly with the innocent in his arms. If he didn’t get some control over himself he’d be fucking her bareback in the next five minutes and to hell with the consequences.
Mental note to self: condom in pocket at all times.
Unfortunately at this precise moment, the condoms he carried were in the bottom of his shaving bag that was in the other room, buried in his overnight bag. There was that and the fact that seducing Lacey wasn’t exactly playing fair. She’d have emotional expectations afterward that Cam didn’t know how to fulfill.
Fuck
.

Since walking away wasn’t going to happen he gave her a heady dose of very direct, dirty talk to let her know where all this moaning and sucking and gyrating was headed. She needed to know the type of man she was dealing with before this went any further.

Grabbing both her delicate wrists a nanosecond before her hands found their way under his shirt and on to bare skin, he leaned into her in such a way that there was no mistaking the depth of his arousal. With his dick throbbing in synchronized unison with his pounding heart, Cam let his body communicate with hers as his hungry mouth bit down on her neck.

“Ponytail…. you taste like sin. I want to lick your skin, everywhere. Your calves, inside your thighs. Around your belly button and under your breasts until you cry out for me to lick your sex too. Would you like that Lacey? Do you want me to taste you? Lap up your wetness?” he groaned into her ear.

Instead of drawing back, which was what Cam expected, Lacey ran her tongue up his neck and across his jaw before asking with her lips so close to his he could inhale her words, “Do I get to taste you too, Cameron?”

Jesus Fucking Christ, his Ponytail was full of surprises
. He was already at Defcon Two and if he didn’t calm this interlude down, there was little chance of them making it far enough to ensure her protection for he was seconds away from pushing her down onto the cushions and ripping away her clothes so he could get inside her.

Taking a series of deep shuddering breaths, Cam held her close but didn’t release her questing hands or let her use the physical advantage that in her innocence she may not realize she had. When he felt a measure of control return, he allowed one more sweet, deep kiss before settling her back on the sofa.

“Lacey,” he murmured, “you have no idea how much I want your touch, want you to taste me.” His admission brought her eyes to his blazing gaze. Watching her reactions Cam ran a finger across her plump bottom lip before pushing it into her mouth. When she eagerly sucked and swirled her tongue around his finger the same way she would around his cock, his gaze darkened even more.

Removing his trembling finger he grabbed her chin and looked deeply into her eyes, “You’re the most desirable woman I’ve ever met, Ponytail. You’re setting my senses on fire just sitting there.” His eyes swept along the length of her voluptuous body, lingering with fierce attention on the aching, plump mounds of her breasts. When he met her wide-eyed gaze he let the primitive male inside him rumble and growl, “Know this, fucking you once will not be enough. Once we start, I’m going to want to feast on your body ‘til we both shatter, over and over and over. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

Oh, she understood alright.
He wanted to command, control and consume her. She should be wary but found herself drawn closer to his fiery heat. Crashing headfirst into her long-buried sexuality was creating havoc on her mind and senses. Lacey sensed that he was trying to keep things from spinning out of control. The very notion that he was as turned on as she was made her pulse race even more.

She wasn’t stupid though and knew she couldn’t allow her raging hormones and unleashed sexual desire to rule the moment. Clearer and calmer heads needed to prevail if they were going to survive being thrown together as they were on this trip. In uncharted water, Lacey was scrambling to stay ahead of the waves crashing through her emotions.

“Are you trying to frighten me, Cameron?” she surprised herself by purring suggestively. Apparently it was time to cross common sense off the list because she knew that quiet comment was going to throw petrol on the fire and yet she asked it anyway. “You don’t need to warn me off, y’know,” she continued. “It’s true that I may not have a lot of experience in this area but I have enough knowledge to know that this thing,” she cried as she gestured wildly between their bodies, “is strong.
Powerful,
” she whispered to add dramatic emphasis. Lifting eyes to his she asked, “It’s not going to just go away, is it?”

Was it going to simply stop, the endless craving, the deep yearning to join with this woman?
At that moment Cam couldn’t imagine how. With each passing moment he got drawn in further by ever intensifying waves of desire coursing through his veins. He was barely keeping his shit together and she was slowly killing him with the way she responded to each new level of intimacy.

Seeing her trembling body cradled in his arms with her golden tresses all mussed up and looking sexy as hell, he knew that while she was going to be his, she deserved more than a frenzied sofa fuck for her first time. And she needed to hear what he was thinking.

Her tongue slowly appeared at the seam of her lips for just a second, leaving a shiny path of moisture as her cheeks flushed. Yeah, she needed more and he intended to see that’s what she got even if it killed him to pull back.

His eyes turned earnest as they bored into hers. “Yeah, it is strong. And no, I don’t sense it going away at all. Knowing that, I think we should give this inferno some breathing room. Let us catch our breaths.” Her breath hitched at his words. “Feed the fire until it can’t be contained and then when the timing is right…”

Um, Lacey was pretty sure she was going to burst into flames from the way he was looking at her. No wait. Not looking at, more like he was seeing
in
to her. His hot stare on her lips had all but made them sizzle. Hearing his words, she knew he was slowing things down but when he groaned something about fueling the flames between them she nearly shattered right there and then.

Before she had a second to catch her breath, Cameron had shifted gears. She was amazed to find herself upright and on her feet before she’d even realized he had plucked them both up from their entangled sprawl on the sofa. Wobbling awkwardly she struggled to regain her equilibrium as he put on his Master of the Universe hat and took control.

Shooing her along to the bed, Lacey sat down still dazed while he nattered on about the hotel’s breakfast and what time they should get started in the morning. She watched as he checked out the bathroom and flicked on the light, generally wandering around her room making sure she had everything she needed. He made quite the point of reminding her that their room adjoined and even suggested that they leave the door open between them if it would make her feel safer.

Her senses fully returned, Lacey sat up a bit straighter on the plush mattress and grabbed onto her inner fearlessness as she contemplated what was before her. Cameron was suggesting she take a shower and crawl into bed while he did the same in his room next door
but
they’d leave the door open between the rooms. The way he looked at her and the meaning interjected into his words told Lacey that he was on to her habit of sleeping on the floor up against the door. He was also throwing down a challenge and he knew it.

Where three minutes ago she had been slowly melting down with desire, now she was wrestling powerful inner demons. Every thrilling moment since he rushed into her world had brought Lacey one challenge after another. This, though, was a big one. She’d started sleeping against the door when she was a teenager desperate to fend off her despised uncle. In the years since, being cautious and always aware about her safety had kept her from harm on more than one occasion.
Could she surrender and trust him to see to their security?

Cam knew his comment about being safe had hit the mark when her eyes blazed at the mention. He hated to leave her like this but it really was best to just keep breathing right now and let the future unfold as it was meant to. Besides, she had to learn how to walk before she could run. Sleeping in the bed, not curled up in a defensive ball against the door on the floor, was a good place to start. He waited by the door between their rooms as a thousand thoughts and emotions flitted across her face while he tried to gauge and decipher each and every one. He watched as she visibly pulled herself up, nodding at the brave face she was assuming. The lady was a warrior. Her plucky resolve was appealing and, like everything else about her, turned him on. So sayeth the dick throbbing in his pants.