“With you,” she repeated, then ripped open the foil packet and rolled the condom over me.

She kissed me, testing her teeth on my bottom lip, and I took my fingers from her core only to stroke her to a fever pitch, until her hips pressed into my hand and her back arched.

“Cam!” she begged, her eyes finding mine. The pure need I saw there was my undoing. She looked exactly how I felt—desperate and on edge.

“I’m with you,” I promised and lined myself up with her entrance.

“Please.” Her knees rose on either side of my hips, and I threaded my fingers through the hair at the nape of her neck to cradle her head.

Staring into her hazel eyes, watching for any sign of discomfort, I thrust gently, easing inside her, grinding my teeth at the utter ecstasy flooding every cell in my body.

Our breaths mingled as I slowly joined us with rolling thrusts, sliding deeper and deeper until she had every inch of me, never once breaking her gaze. Her lower lip quivered, and I took it between mine, kissing her as she adjusted around me.

“Are you okay?” My muscles trembled with the effort it took to keep still when every instinct demanded I move.

“God, yes,” she promised, her arms holding me, her hands splayed over my back. “I’m perfect.”

“Yeah, you are.” Keeping my weight on my forearms so I didn’t crush her slight frame, I rolled my hips once, and her mouth opened with the sweetest moan I’d ever heard in my life.

Everything about her was the best, the sweetest, the most intense, and I knew it wasn’t just our off-the-charts chemistry or the realization of a dream. It was because my body and my heart both belonged to this woman, and the overwhelming emotion only drove the physical sensation higher.

“I love you.” The confession spilled from my lips, melting the last barrier between us.

Her eyes widened in surprise, as if she hadn’t already told me that tonight. “I love you, Camden,” she echoed, then kissed me as I began to move, rocking within her at a slow, deep pace, drawing out every sliver of pleasure that I could, using my body to love her in a way I never had with any other woman.

Tongues twined and bodies joined, we took each other to the brink, and when she hovered at the precipice with stuttered breaths, when sweat beaded on my skin and hers and my muscles tensed so hard, I thought they might snap, I slid my thumb between us and stroked her past the edge, until she screamed and pulled me over with her name on my lips in an explosion so shattering, I knew she’d irrevocably changed me.