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Swink (Landry Family 5)

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“Just my feelings. And not even really those. But I might’ve hurt his,” she says, pondering my question. “I wonder how he’ll feel about that in the morning?”

Chuckling, I scoop her up as she yelps and head down the hallway. “If you want me to do a little meet-and-greet with Graham, now’s the time to tell me,” I say, kicking the door to my bedroom open. “You have about twenty seconds and then I’m going to make sure neither of us thinks about him again for a very, very long time.”

Her arms around my neck, she beams. “Who are you talking about?”

Tossing her on the bed, I’m on top of her before she can react.

Camilla

I tip my face up to meet his stare. The teasing smirk drifts away, and in its place, a soft, sweet gaze moves in. Where his playfulness sends an ache through my core, this side of him melts it.

My hands rest on the back of his neck, the heat of his skin radiating through my palms. I work my fingers into the ends of his hair and then up higher, playing with the messy strands that have, undoubtedly, had his own hands in them not too long ago.

He looks down at me like he’s never seen me before. Like if he takes his eyes off me, I might disappear.

“Dom,” I whisper.

“Yeah, sweetheart?”

“I meant what I said.”

He knows what I mean. I see the shock blitz across his features before he lets it go. “That you hurt your brother’s feelings?”

Mocking the look on his face, I let my knees fall to the sides. He misses no opportunity to occupy the space between us.

“No,” I say. “I meant it when I said I needed you.”

His eyes search mine, watching for a sign that I’m kidding. He should know I’m not. Not about this.

Pressing his rock-hard length against the inside of my thigh, he grins. “You need this?”

“I do,” I admit, shifting myself so his sweatpants-covered cock is rubbing along my yoga pants-covered vagina. “But I also need this,” I say, tapping lightly against his temple. “And this.” I lay my palm flat against his chest.

My heart is racing and I know he can hear it. That or at least the way my breath is almost stuttering as I struggle to stay composed long enough to hear his reaction. It’s a gamble to say this, I know, but I’ve played a lot of proverbial poker lately. May as well play one more hand.

“I just want you to know how I feel, in case there was any doubt,” I say. “You—”

His lips fall to mine, halting the rest of my words. There’s a tenderness to the kiss, an almost reverence, that has me closing my eyes and letting him lead me wherever he chooses.

Our tongues lap and swirl against one another, the heat of his body sending my own into the stratosphere. His hand lifts the hem of my shirt and pulls down my bra cup, palming my breast with his calloused hand.

When he pulls back, his short, sharp breaths matching my own, he stares at me with a look I can’t quite place.

“If anyone ever hurts you, physically or otherwise, whether that’s me or someone else, I’ll stop it,” he promises. “All you have to do is tell me. You know that, right?”

“Of course I know that.”

He forces a swallow. “I don’t know what to do with you and I don’t know what to do without you. It fucks with me, Cam.”

“Well,” I say despite a sandpapery throat. “I know what you can do with me.”

“Oh, I can do that,” he grins wickedly. “That’s never a problem.”

“Then what’s stopping you?”

I watch as he strips himself of his shirt, an inch of chiseled perfection visible at a time. His chest is dotted with various tattoos, some he’ll talk about and some he won’t. The broadness of his shoulders is my favorite part of his whole body. Layers of intricate muscle placed in perfect symmetry, descending on one side to the absurdly sexy stomach, and on the other, a back that was built to perfection.

He hops off the bed, his eyes still on me, as he slips off his sweatpants. They fall down his powerful legs before he kicks them off and stands completely naked in front of me.



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