It was all about her now.
And hell if it didn’t make me feel like a damned caveman that she’d let me be the first to touch her.
I knew this maze like the back of my hand. Behind her was a small secret passage. It was a narrow space, a cocoon surrounded by high and dense shrubs and trees. There was a bench there where I could lay her down and kiss her until she was writhing in pleasure. And until I’ve had my fill.
I had a feeling that day wouldn’t come anytime soon. Maybe not ever.
I placed my hands below her ass, squeezing, wanting my fingers to go higher, find and play with her wet heat, but I’d wait until she was ready.
I tightened my grip on the back of her thighs and hitched her up. Her long legs wrapped around my waist as I walked us into the passage. She placed her chin on my shoulder, hiding her face from me.
Was she embarrassed?
The dress she had on rode high on her hips. Damn, I loved it when she wore a dress or a skirt. It was easy access and made me imagine what she’d do, what her alluring face would look like when I touched her.
“Just a kiss,” she said in a soft breath.
I sprawled on the bench and groaned as she sat on top of me. I could feel her heat, wanted it on my lips, on my tongue.
I licked my bottom lip. “Just a kiss,” I promised.
My hands banded on her hips, lifting the dress more so I could look at the piece of lace covering between her legs.
My hands shook. It was white lace. Damn, damn, damn. She couldn’t have known what it would do to me.
“Kara?” I murmured in her ear.
“Hmm?”
“Where do you want me to kiss you?”
She let out a soft, little moan when I lifted my hips up against her.
“Cam,” she rasped. “What are you doing to me?”
“Nothing yet.” I kissed her neck, rubbing my lips on her skin, just lightly, faintly, so that she could barely feel it. “Soon.”
My breath hitched against her skin when she ground her hips against me. Fuck.
“Shall I kiss you here?” My fingers stroked the long line of her throat, sliding down between her breasts. She closed her eyes, but her lips parted slightly.
“Or here?” I slid my finger down her stomach, stopping just below her navel. Her eyes flew open.
“Just a kiss, Kara,” I murmured. “Anywhere you like.”
Her legs tightened against my waist. A sign that she was aroused. There was no question that she could feel mine. It was straining against my jeans. Soon it would start to feel more than uncomfortable. But right now, the pain felt good.
She wrapped her hands around my shoulders and buried her face in my neck. She was breathing hard. “Damn, Cameron. I want to know how to handle you.”
“You are, baby,” I said in her ear.
“I…want to.”
“Let me taste your lips then.”
I plunged my fingers in her hair, securing the back of her head as I brought her mouth down to mine.
She tasted like a woman. My woman. She tasted like a peach. Soft, juicy, sweet. I lapped at her bottom lip slowly, making a sucking sound as I dre