Cammie Healy - Jennifer Foor Page 0,74

she came around and fucked my head all up. “Glove compartment. Check it.”

She leaned over, shuffling through the contents until she pulled out a three pack. “You’re lucky. They haven’t expired. I’m wondering why you have rubbers everywhere.”

I chuckled. “My sister put them in my stocking last year for Christmas. It was a huge box of them. I put a few in all the places I might happen to get lucky in. It’s why I’m always prepared. I never know when Cammie Healy is going to take her pants off for me.”

“Funny. Now,” she rolled it on, cupping my balls once my shaft was covered. “You’re ready to go.”

I reached between her legs, shoving a finger inside of her and then spreading her juices around to prepare her. “So are you. Get back over here. I need to kiss you.”

“Promise you’ll keep your eyes on the road.”

“I’ll keep you safe, Cam. If it’s too intense I’ll pull over until we finish. Scout’s honor.”

She leaned forward as she climbed back on, positioning me to enter her with ease. Her lips collided against mine. I did my best to keep my eyes open, though it seemed impossible when I felt her tight walls accepting me.

Cammie shifted so I was able to look over her shoulder. She wrapped her arms around my neck and starting moving to a steady groove. “You feel so good.” I said against her lips.

“Don’t close your eyes,” she reminded me.

“Don’t stop moving,” I pleaded with her. “I’ll keep us safe.”

I made it two miles before having to pull over. I needed to touch her in places driving wouldn’t allow. As soon as I threw the truck into park I took her body and laid her down on the bench seat. Separating damn near set me crazy, so I quickly rectified the situation by slipping right back inside. Cammie wrapped her legs around my back, and in the small amount of space we had to work with, we got into a good rhythm. She felt like heaven, her tight walls making the friction overwhelming. As cars passed, we stayed focused on each other. Her kisses were tantalizing, and when she touched me I contemplated taking her outside and bending her over my tailgate. Cammie did things to me; she made me want more. I felt whole, like whatever was missing in my life was finally there. Taking over the bank always seemed unappealing until she walked back into my world. All of a sudden I could see myself settled down, secure and her by my side. It made sense. It felt right.

Everything about this felt like it was supposed to be. I couldn’t explain it. I damn near couldn’t understand how it was possible. Could I have loved her my whole life? It sure as hell seemed like it to me.

As her body tightened and I felt myself coming unglued, Cammie squeezed her legs and arched her back. She cried out something that wasn’t in the English dictionary. Her lips touched mine, never pulling away as my body froze in place. I was carried into a momentary lapse of bliss. I wanted to savor every single mind-blowing tingle, the earth shattering high it brought me to be inside of her.

Afterwards, I discarded the condom and we put our clothes back in order. Cammie remained in the seat beside me, her arm tucked underneath mine, her head rested against my shoulder. “I could get used to this, Cam.”

“Same.” Her confirmation was all I needed to hear. So far so good. Five more days to convince her she belonged with me. I didn’t know how I was going to make it happen, but I was hell-bent in seeing it through.

Chapter 30

Love is just a word. I tried to convince myself of this as I fought to understand how addicted I was becoming to Wes. Was he just someone who’d come into my life at the right time, offering security, and making me misconstrue feelings that weren’t really there? Was that possible?

It seemed more likely than actually falling in love with him this quickly. Though, I already couldn’t deny it was more intense than anything I ever felt with James, and I’d assumed that was real for a time too.

I was utterly confused, desperate to figure it out, and also battling demons I didn’t know the first thing about getting rid of.

All I knew was that every second with Wes was enlightening. I craved his attention, and when he left the room