Kiss This (48 page)

After acquiring a room, Teague carried her
to their waterfront suite and didn’t care about the stares and
smiles thrown their direction. The rest of the world could take a
damn backseat because there was some serious making up to do.

They were kissing the second the door shut
behind them; passionate, knee-weakening kisses that would crumble
the walls of the toughest heart. The need to touch each other was
like needing air to breathe—between Camryn’s desire to handle
Teague’s shoulders, arms, neck, and chest, and Teague’s craving for
contact with her hair, face, back, and ass—it was a mutual mauling
of sorts.

“Okay, switch, I get your butt,” Camryn
advised breathlessly.

“Honey, you can touch my ass any time you
want.”

“Your arms keep getting in my way because
you keep grabbing
my
ass.”

He smiled against her lips. “Not my fault
that I’m bigger, faster, and stronger than you.”

“No, you’re just greedier and hornier than I
am.”

He chuckled and replied, “Horny, yes, but if
I were being greedy right now, you would be naked with my cock
inside you. And I suggest you not lie about your libido because
you’re pretty damn aggressive sometimes.”

“Well maybe I should make you suffer for a
while this time.”

He pulled back and raised an eyebrow as they
both caught their breath. “You’ve pretty much sucked my lips off,
sweetheart. That doesn’t seem like a woman that wants to take her
time.”

“Pssh,” she scoffed playfully. “I think I
almost lost my tongue a few times.”

“Then maybe we should move on and abuse
other body parts instead.”

She held back a laugh that time, but barely.
“I’m in no hurry. I think we should talk about our
feelings
for a while.”

His face deadpanned, but the gleam in
Camryn’s eye betrayed her and then a cocky smile appeared on his
lips instead. “You wouldn’t make yourself suffer that long. It
has
been about eighteen hours since you’ve last had me
inside you.”

“Good lord, you count the hours?”

“Mmm, sometimes
minutes
since we go
at it all the time. We’re
both
horny sex fiends.”

“You are. I just try to please you.”

“Bullshit! You’re always seducing me.”

“It’s not that tough.”

“I didn’t say it was. But it’s a
minimum
two-times-a-day hump fest for us. And when we’re
apart for more than a day, we make up for it plenty to average it
out again.”

“That’s pathetic.”

“That’s fucking awesome.”

That time she couldn’t help it when she
laughed, and just seeing Teague’s ocean-eyed smirk was glorious.
The man was gorgeous and he was right. She couldn’t get enough of
him.

“Okay, I admit it,” she smiled coyly.
“You’re addicting.”

“So are you, more than you know. And
whenever I hear that laugh of yours, my heart goes into a damn cage
fight in my chest. You’re beautiful, Camryn. Everything about
you.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and
kissed him at the corner of his mouth. “You
own
my heart,
Teague McCallan. Every single fragment of it.”

He scooped her up without words and carried
her to the king-sized bed in the middle of the room. He removed his
shirt to make her happy, and her eager hands were all over his
skin. Teague slid his hands under her shoulders and supported
himself on his elbows. He kissed her, deep and purposeful, and as
Camryn’s fingers grazed over every inch of his skin she could
reach.

After a minute, Teague pulled himself to his
knees as he slowly slid her shirt up. “Time to even the skin show,”
he smiled. When her shirt was removed, his hands moved towards her
back, but then he stopped. He eyed her bra for a second and slowly
smiled again, using a finger to tap the clasp at the front.

“Good boy,” she winked.

He unhooked it in one motion, releasing her
breasts at the same time he released a breath of gratitude. “This
is taking me back to a very unforgettable movie night,” he
whispered, resting his forehead against her chest.

She smiled but didn’t speak as she ran her
fingers through his hair. His hands were already softly holding her
breasts, and then he moved his mouth to lick and suck each
nipple.

“The first time I opened this bra,” he said
quietly, “I thought I was gonna spooge in my pants.”

Her body lightly shook with quiet
laughter.

“I’m not kidding,” he smiled. “Just seeing
you like that blew me away. There was just something about that
particular style of…first time unveiling.”

“I was kinda nervous.”

With a slight nod he replied, “Yeah, I could
tell.”

“You could?”

“Yeah. That’s what made me start falling for
you.”

“Really?”

“One of the many things. You were different
and it intrigued me. But honestly, that time with you was
just…amazing. We didn’t need to do anything more than that because
you totally won me over.”

As he kissed her again, Camryn opened his
jeans and slid them over his boxer briefs. She splayed her hands
over his ass and across his waistband to his sides, savoring the
feel of his body.

“I need you naked,” she smiled against his
lips.

He pulled away but first removed
her
pants entirely. He kissed up her thigh but moved to her stomach,
softly placing kisses around her diamond piercing. When he pulled
away again, he stood at the foot of the bed and dropped his pants
to his ankles. He loved the way she propped up on her elbows to
watch him take off his underwear, and then she reached down to
shimmy her panties off at the same time.

They smiled when they both tossed them at
the same time.

Teague looked over her naked body elegantly
perched on the bed. She was on her elbows again, legs together with
one knee slightly bent. He returned to the bed while Camryn’s eyes
took in every inch of him, and she easily complied when he wedged
her legs open with his knee.

“I love you,” he whispered a kiss against
her lips.

“I love you too,” she whispered back. He
kissed her neck, down to her chest and stomach, his destination
obvious. “No,” she grabbed his arms softly. “I might drown you down
there.”

“Holy fuck.”

“I know. So get back up here.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“I can’t stop kissing you and I want you
inside me. Now.”

He gave her soft kisses as his cock finally
massaged against her entrance. “Damn, you’re right baby. Hold your
breath, big guy. You’ll make it out eventually.”

She giggled at his humor until he slid
entirely inside her, and then the feel of him produced a moan as
she gripped his body tightly. She arched up and met his slow,
steady rhythm as they made love, pure and simple. She wrapped her
legs around him and relaxed. Teague pulled her arms over her head
and held her wrists with one hand while his other hand cupped her
face and continued to kiss her, from her mouth to her neck as his
hand slid tenderly over her breast and down her side.

He released her wrists so he could curve
both hands under her shoulders again. She tightened her legs around
him with determination, causing their synchronization to quicken
and their kisses to turn breathless. With every grunt and groan,
the perspiration built between them until it was pretty apparent
that calories were being burned.

Teague took her face in his hands when he
could feel her approach release. When Camryn tightened around him,
he pushed into her two solid times until she completely shattered,
bringing him right over the edge with her. The collision of
physical ecstasy and emotional unity carried them both for quite a
while as they caught their breath and lingered on cloud nine.

Teague leaned onto his elbows as he smoothed
his hands over her dampened hair. She did the same to his, causing
the longer lengths at the top to stick up in all directions.

She smiled, bringing her hands down to the
moist skin across his back and shoulders. “Is it warm in here or
what?”

“It’s your hot body,” he replied, kissing
her damp forehead. He pulled out and lay beside her for a minute as
they both came down from the high. When all was calm Teague said,
“Let’s hit the shower and go for a walk on the beach.”

Chapter Forty-Two

“No, sorry, I’m not available that week,”
Teague replied over the phone. He looked over at Camryn sitting on
the couch and he winked. “No, it’s definitely not a week I’ll
negotiate, Blake.”

It had been a week since their crazy,
eventful Valentine’s weekend and life was back to normal. Camryn
had taught some classes at one of Sonja’s studios Tuesday and
Wednesday and then signed on to choreograph a piece for a college
dance team. Now Teague was finalizing a movie he’d been approached
about earlier in the month.

Camryn got up and joined him at the kitchen
counter where he was sitting on a stool with a calendar in front of
him. She draped her arms over his shoulders from behind and peeked
at the month. She smiled at the week in April that Teague had
written “
WOOHOO
!!” across the calendar in large, bold
letters.

It was the week they were getting
married.

“If that’s what you’re able to do, then that
works great for me,” Teague spoke. He listened for a moment and
nodded his head. “Sounds great. Yeah, okay, bye.”

He hung up and wrote
The Fatal Curl
on the Wednesday after their honeymoon. “Okay, got a job to help
make a dent in your million dollar wedding, babe.”

“Ha-ha,” she laughed dryly. “I told you I
was fine with the courthouse.”

He turned on the stool and pulled her
against his lap, her back to his chest. Wrapping his arms around
her waist he kissed her cheek and whispered, “If you are determined
to do that, I’ll do it, sweetheart. But I only want the best for
you, and in my mind, you on the beach in a white dress already
takes my breath away. And if I’m affected by just the
thought
of that, I can only imagine…how
you’ll
feel
when you see
me
in a tux.”

She turned around and swatted his arm.
“Teague! You are such a shit!”

Laughing, he said, “But I’m
your
shit, and you love me.”

Camryn faced him as he pulled her between
his legs. She slid her arms around his neck and set her forehead
against his. “Yeah, you’re right.”

They were barely two seconds into their kiss
when Kellie and Jay entered the house.

“God, can’t you guys just be in the same
room without groping each other?” Kellie scoffed.

“Hey Kell, remember when Benny kicked his
sister out of his apartment because all she did was complain?”
Teague cocked an eyebrow.

She rolled her eyes but took the hint. “We
should get going. Don’t want to be too fashionably late,
right?”

“Yeah, I suppose,” Teague sighed as he
stood.

Going to his grandfather’s birthday
celebration was the last thing on his list but he would do it.
Grandpa McCallan was the type that expected all of his grandkids to
show for something like that because it was not only standard
family conduct, but social propriety as well. Along with being the
patriarch in the McCallan family, he was also a major Hollywood
figure and would for sure be treated like one. You were required to
be there for such an event. If his Grandpa hadn’t called to
personally invite him, Teague wouldn’t have bothered with it.

“Is Melanie still going?” he asked.

“She said she would,” Camryn shrugged. “She
got ready and then said she was going to lie down for a bit.”

“Ooh, let me wake her,” Jay smiled eagerly.
“She’s fucking hilarious when she’s out of it.”

“Just don’t tell her she’s in labor again,”
Camryn warned him sternly.

Jay laughed and held his hands out. “Hey, if
she’s already that gullible at two-and-a-half months along, she
deserved it. And she changed my phone ring to a dude having an
orgasm. She
totally
deserved it.”

Everyone laughed at that as they headed for
Teague’s truck. It really was funny. They’d all been out to eat
with a few other friends and Jay’s phone went off in the middle of
dinner, full volume. Half the restaurant was either horrified or
laughing with them.

Teague turned the key and the truck rumbled
to life. His attention turned to the front porch where Jay was
holding the door for Melanie. Those two were interesting, Teague
mused. They were rotten to each other but it was plain as day they
were friends. And right now, Mel was flashing a bright smile at him
as they walked down the sidewalk until it was obvious he said
something ornery to her. She smacked him across the chest and
scowled. But when they got to the truck, Jay opened the door for
her, helped her into the middle seat, and then he climbed in right
after her.

“That looks great on you,” Camryn told
Melanie.

“Thanks,” she answered. “I was just told I
was already wearing maternity clothes,” she scowled at Jay next to
her.

“Hey, I only asked,” he shrugged.

“It’s a babydoll dress,” Kellie explained
from the other side of Melanie. “It’s supposed to be loose at the
stomach.”

“Yeah, hence the name ‘baby’?” he said. “Why
do you confuse us with this shit?”

Melanie leaned her head against Jay’s
shoulder and patted his chest sweetly. “Aww, don’t worry. We don’t
expect you to know anything but basic man wardrobe. Pull pants on;
take dirty shirt off floor,” she spoke gruffly.

Jay lightly laughed. “That your best caveman
voice? I’m not buying it.”

“Whatever,” she smiled, sitting up
again.

“Camryn can do a pretty sexy voice of God,”
Teague shared. “She can also –
Oof!
Hey, what was that for?”
he scowled at her.

“I so know what you were about to say and
you should be glad I stopped you.”