“They’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” I admit. “I’ve dreamed about these thighs.” I tug off his jeans and his socks before reaching for his boxer briefs, tented with desire. Very tented. With generous desire. I swallow and pull them down.

“I want to climb these thighs,” I say. And I do, straddling him where he’s sprung for me.

Cameron Riggs is a beautiful man.

Lightning quick, he pulls my hips to him and scoots us back against his headboard. “You can climb me all you want, as long as I get this view.” He cups my breasts in his hands, his fingers deftly pinching along my peaks. I place my hands on his shoulders, gripping at the intense muscle there. His tongue darts out and he sucks my pink tips into his mouth, rolling and scraping his teeth until I’m heavy and aching for his touch. I jerk against him, already feeling my control slip, and panting with need.

“Cameron. I want you inside of me.”

His tongue makes a lazy circle around my nipple and I clutch at him, my nails dragging along his skin. “Now, Cameron.”

His eyes darken and his grip on my hips tightens almost painfully. He reaches across his bed to the nightstand, opening the drawer and pulling out a condom. I steal it from his fingers, ripping it open with my teeth. He sucks in a breath as I roll it down his hard length.

He raises me, guiding my hips over him and thrusting once, his tip immediately finding where I am wet and aching for him.

I spread my legs farther, sinking to the hilt, allowing him to fill and stretch me completely. He closes his eyes, his forehead falling to my chest.

“Holy shit, Shelby. You feel unreal. So tight. So wet for me.”

I start to ride him, rocking my hips and raising myself nearly completely before sinking down. He gives a shuddering hiss, his hands nearly frantic as they cup my breasts, squeezing and plucking. “Kiss me, please. Distract me.”

I take his jaw in my hands and kiss him hard, swallowing his moans and rolling my hips harder and harder. I’ve never felt so complete, so full. I can’t tell where Cameron ends and I begin.

“I love you so much,” I whisper, even as I feel myself begin to unravel again.

“Look at me. I want to watch you come.”

I open my eyes, locking on his. His hands are on my hips now, kneading me, his breaths short.

“I’m so close,” I pant, writhing against him with a loud whimper.

“That’s it.” He takes my nipple in his mouth with a hard suck and I cry out.