Twice Tempted: Between Two Alphas (Mia and Cameron) novel Chapter 34

Chapter Thirty-Four

Cam pulls his shirt over his head. His pants and shoes are discarded quickly too.

Then it’s my turn to look.

Muscles ripple. Cam’s always been strong. His shoulders are twice the width of mine. He’s lost weight since I saw him last, and rather than make him look ill, it just brings out the definition of his muscles more. His height and build seem larger somehow.

His abs ripple. Biceps flex.

Every inch of this man calls to me.

He’s so hard and it takes all the discipline I have not to reach out and grab his–

His lips catch mine.

Then I’m tumbling. No, jumping into a passion that is as fierce as it is familiar.

His tongue traces mine.

My pulse races, my blood rushes, and my body comes alive in ways that I haven’t felt in so so long.

He draws back on a gasp, his hands tangled in my hair. His eyes are wild and full gold.

“Goddamn I’ve missed you.” His voice is low and gravelly.

He kisses me hard. Then his hands are all over my skin, touching, squeezing, plunging. He’s learning my body all over again.

When he touches my core, I melt into his hand.

He rumbles his pleasure, his head dipping to my nipples, his mouth tracing, teeth tugging, while his fingers do incredible things to me down below.

He hasn’t forgotten a thing.

No, if anything, it’s better than before.

Better than in those dreams.

He’s real and here. And my body contracts around his fingers as I explode so fast, I can barely stand up. Even as he’s pumping me through that orgasm, I’m already asking for “More.”

“Yes, Mia. Always.”

Cam didn’t just give me pleasure in the past, he killed me with it. Wringing out more passion than I thought I could possibly endure.

We drop to the ground.

I grab him, stroke him. I revel in how he gasps and the way his balls tighten up like he’s already seconds from coming too.

He grabs my hand.

“No.” I run my thumb over the top of him and savor the hiss of his breath.

He smiles against my mouth.

It’s that grin that stops me.

Because it’s sweet and true, and as filled with love now as it was back when I made love to him for the first time.

But we can’t go back to that. Can we?

I draw back. It takes only a second, but I watch as his eyes close and his features fall.

He gathers me close. “I’m sorry, Mia…for everything.”

I tense.