I was breathing so hard, and my mind was so lost to him I didn’t know how I answered, “What?”

“That you’re mine.”

He pinched my nipple again, this time harder, and it sent a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. I ground my ass back against Camden. He groaned and brought his hand down on my cheek with a slap. It startled me but intensified my need.

Chuckling he said, “Naughty girl. Give me what I want first. You’re mine, Keegan. I won’t share you with anybody else. Say it.”

“Yes,” I said breathlessly.

“Yes what?”

God! Why was he teasing me? “Jesus Christ Camden…please! I need you.”

“Give me what I want.”

I turned my face toward him and glared. “Stubborn ass.”

“Keegan.” He said my name in warning.

I fought him because I knew he liked it, and he knew I liked it. It was what we did. We both knew I’d cave, but I enjoyed taunting him.

“Yes, I’m yours. Only yours.”

The brilliant smile he gave me made all of this worth it. “Good, now it’s time to have fun.” He said, shutting off the shower and leading me out of the bathroom and to his room.

MY BODY HAD BEEN LITERALLY SHAKING with desire. Except, when he led me back into his bedroom with his hand on my lower back, my nerves kicked in high gear. My heart started palpitating for a totally different reason, I was nervous. I was about to cross a line with him that would change the course of our strange and tumultuous relationship. Feeling his lips brush across my bare shoulder, there were no reservations. I wanted this. He wanted this. But the little voice in the back of my head was telling me that this could go horribly south. As I reached the foot of his bed I stopped, waiting for him to indicate what I should do next. I never minded being the aggressor when I got comfortable with someone in the bedroom, but that wasn’t the case here. Camden was the dominant one. I could tell that he was going to be the instructor, and I’d be his student. I quivered knowing that I was about to be schooled in a whole new art of passion.

Large hands moved from my elbows to my shoulders. Slowly I turned in his arms. Camden’s eyes were smoldering, and that look alone made me weak. His immense size blocked out the room behind him. I loved that everything about him made me feel small. He brought his mouth down to mine, pausing a breath away from my lips. Somehow I instinctively knew that he was coaxing me forward. He wanted me to close the final half inch to him, showing him that this was my decision and not something that he was seducing me into. There was no hesitation. I wanted him. I needed him now. I wanted him surrounding me. I wanted him to hold me, to rock inside of me, and bring me greater pleasure than I’d ever known before. Moving onto the tip of my toes, I pressed my lips to his. His resounding groan of approval told me that I gave him what he was asking for. His fingers dived into my hair, grasping the back of my head. It felt so possessive. I parted my lips slightly and felt him flick my lower lip with his tongue. Wrapping my arms around him, I molded myself to his body. I could feel every ridge of muscle on my bare skin. His erection was pressed up between us. When he pushed further into my mouth, I slanted my head to give him better access. Camden nipped and sucked on my lips and tongue, making me incredibly wet. When his hips nudged forward, my already shaking knees gave out. His arm came around my back in support, a smile cresting his lips

“If you’re already this responsive, Blue, it looks like I might be the one who’s in for a treat.”

“You have no idea,” I breathed against his mouth.

He pulled back slightly and showed me his brilliant grin. He was so handsomely beautiful. It was the kind of beautiful that took my breath away with just one look. The type that was so intense that I could lose myself in his brown depths for the rest of my life. They were expressive and understanding. I was drowning in everything that was Camden. He reached down and grasped the back of my legs, lifting me so that I was wrapped around him. With my legs spread open and gripping him around the waist, my folds parted, and his cock was pressed up against my center. The smile that was on him dissipated, morphing into a straight line. The contact of his silky hard skin against my clit was more than I could handle and I moaned, my head falling back in pleasure. His fingers were digging into my ass, holding me tightly to him, as I rubbed on him harder.

I felt us moving. He was climbing up onto the bed with me clinging to him, and he laid me down when we reached the top of the bed. The soft plush pillows under me were a contradiction to the firmness of the man above me. Camden’s mouth came back down to mine in a bruising kiss that made my body quiver. His tongue dove in and out in a rhythm that matched how I wanted him to move inside me. When he broke away from the kiss, his lips traveled down to my jaw and to that spot behind my ear. His breath blowing against my oversensitive skin lit a brighter fire to my need, and I knew I was soaking wet.

“Camden, God…please touch me,” I rasped.

The bass of his voice was low. “Is right here not good enough?” His questioning lick to my earlobe made my nipples pebble.

“Huh-uh.”

“How about here?” He dragged his nose down to my collarbone and nipped at my flesh.

“Lower,” I whispered.

He descended down my body with his torturous lips. One finger came up and circled my nipple, then pinched lightly. His mouth went to the other, and he pulled me into his wet warmth. My body bowed, as I tried to get more. Tentatively he released me, his teeth grazing the peak. “Would you like me to stay here, or should I keep going?”

My hands moved to grab his and hold him there. I wanted his palms on my breasts. His almost black eyes flashed up to mine. Slipping his hands out of my hold easily, he brought both of my wrists together and held them in one of his large fists. Raising my arms above my head he came back up to being eye level with me.

“You want something, you ask for it,” he said, lifting one of his brows. “You have no control here Keegan. You’re mine, and in here, in my bed, I top you.” I whimpered at his threat. He brought his forehead down to mine. The hand that wasn’t holding my wrists came to trace tiny infinity circles on my stomach. It tickled, making me suck in. “Now I’ll ask again, lower?”

“Yes,” I hissed.

I kept everything bare below my waist. There was no hair to block the feeling of his fingers cresting over my sex. His middle finger slid between my folds and gave one long brush to my swollen clit.

“Christ you’re wet,” he growled down at me.

The keening noise that came from my back of my throat was one I couldn’t swallow. Using the other two fingers to spread me open he used his calloused fingertip to flick up and down the sensitive nerves. His cock was pressing into my leg, and I could feel him grinding himself against me to get some relief. My head turned toward his. The motions of Camden’s very skilled hand were becoming overwhelming. It wasn’t until he slid one long digit inside of me that I lost all sense of control. I was spiraling, and there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do to take what I needed from him. My impending orgasm was already so close that my hips started bucking forward. He released my hands and pushed down on my hips to hold me in place. I’d never been worked so senseless before. Orgasm for me was always a gentle build. This was slamming into me, and I was ready to fall off the cliff. Pushing another finger inside, I felt Camden bend them. He slid them in and out as each stroke was brushing up against the spot inside of me that made me see stars. My nails dug into his shoulder blades as I held onto him.