Reclaim - Aly Martinez Page 0,99

him all those years ago. The black bralette I’d tugged on before letting him in didn’t hide much.

But I didn’t want to hide from Camden.

Not anymore.

Not ever again.

Crisscrossing my arms, I tore both the shirt and the bra off in one swoop.

He hissed through his teeth and bit his lower lip, a fire sparking in his blue eyes.

Then I lost sight of them altogether as his head dipped low and he sealed his warm mouth over my nipple.

“Oh, God!” I cried, thrusting a hand into the top of his hair.

“Don’t you ever fucking tell me you aren’t perfect,” he rumbled.

With Camden, I’d always felt perfect. It was when we were apart that my mind would make up stories and scenarios where I wasn’t good enough or couldn’t ever be who he deserved.

Realization hit me. The walls I’d built around my heart crumbled around us one by one.

“Cam, please,” I choked.

He kept his head down, dividing his sensual attention between my breasts. Nipping and sucking, teasing and kneading. “Swear to me this is it. I can’t take another fucking goodbye. Never again. Do you understand me?”

“Yes,” I breathed.

He suddenly sat up. “Say it, Nora. Say you're really mine.”

It required exactly no thought to answer. “I’ve always belonged to you, the same way you belong to me.”

An inferno ignited in his eyes as he hooked two fingers under the waistband of my sweats, tugging them down. My panties followed just as quickly, and in the next blink, his shirt joined them on the floor.

Naked, I sat up and traced the ridges of his abs up to his pecs. He stared down at me, his lusty gaze tracking my every movement.

I kissed my way down his stomach to the sexy V. His breath hitched when I popped open the button on his jeans.

“Make love to me, Cam.”

A growl vibrated in his chest as he kicked his jeans off. When his lips found mine again, the frenzy returned tenfold.

He kissed me hard and his hands roamed my soft curves while I raked my nails down his back, exploring the rigid planes.

Coaxing me to the edge, his long fingers played between my legs until I was breathless with urgency. But, no matter how I begged, Camden took his time, circling my clit between feathery strokes. My climax came in devastating waves with his name clinging to my lips.

“Fucking incredible,” he moaned, swallowing my pleasure as I rode out the wake.

Only then did Camden move on top of me. Those blue eyes that had claimed me when I was only a girl stared down at me, blazing with more love than I’d ever dreamed was possible.

But that was my Cam.

In that moment, I knew I would spend the rest of my life doing whatever it took to give that love back to him.

He entered me with a devastating control, the muscles on his back flexing with every thrust. It wasn’t long before he found a rhythm that drove us both wild. He uttered gravelly words into my neck, my name punctuating all of them, and I clung to him, ripples of pleasure building within me.

Unsure how much longer I could hold on, I locked my legs around his hips and urged him deeper. “Oh, God, I’m close.”

“Give it to me, Nora,” he ordered, his rhythm quickening.

My resolve snapped, and with a shattering climax, I unraveled beneath him.

“Yesss,” he hissed. “That’s it, baby. Oh, fuck, that’s it.”

One last drive and he seated himself to the hilt and emptied inside me.

We both lay there for several minutes, a tangled heap of arms and legs, chests heaving and hearts racing.

“Can you breathe?” he asked, his face hidden in the curve of my neck.

“Yeah.”

“Okay, good, because it’s going to be a while before I can move.”

I laughed, and his head popped up, a goofy smile doing nothing to hinder the sexiness that was Camden Cole disheveled post-orgasm.

“Hey, you,” he whispered.

I smoothed down his short, brown locks. “Hi.”

“I’m going to say something, and it might not sound like a compliment, but trust me. It is the highest praise I can give. Holy fuck. Being with you is infinitely better than the last five years I’ve spent with my hand.”

I lifted my palm into his line of sight and gave him a finger wave. “Don’t I know it.”

His grin was so wide it looked like a toothpaste commercial. “I love you so fucking much.”

“Thank God, because you’re stuck with me now. And you should know I am currently suspended from my job,