Storm Chaser: New York Storm by Matilda Martel

Author:Matilda Martel [Martel, Matilda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: needs an amazon review
Published: 2022-10-04T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 10

WADE

CLAIMING CAMERON

It’s been years since I’ve held a girl’s hand and nervously led her to her parents’ door. She’s twelve years younger than me--- a senior in college and, from the looks of it, innocent as the day she was born. As much as I’d like to haul her over my shoulder and race upstairs to her bedroom, Cameron is worth the wait. We have the rest of our lives to sink into every filthy fantasy racing through my lovesick brain, but we can never return to these precious days. The prelude to the life I want to build with her begins now. And I want to savor every second.

“Thank you for seeing me home. I’ve enjoyed the evening.” Cami sways her hips as she climbs the steps to her door. My greedy eyes follow the swell of each curve, and I take my time, hoping and praying I’ll get a goodnight kiss before we say goodnight. God knows I want so much more. The heavy rod in my pants, the one testing my patience, is testimony to my rabid desire to make her mine.

“I love spending time with you. I’ll take every extra minute you offer.” I skip a step when I hear the truth tumble out so freely. It’s not like me to wear my emotions on my sleeve. My childhood defense mechanisms prevent me from trusting people enough to reveal any vulnerabilities. That’s how I survived growing up in a rough neighborhood with a single mom who had to work non-stop to support us. Even on the ice, I never let my opponents know they’ve injured me. People tend to be vultures, picking off the weak whenever they show their frailties.

But not Cameron. I feel like I can tell her anything.

She reaches the door and fishes through her purse in search of keys. I hover close and sniff her hair. The scent of perfume tickles my nostrils, and I wrap one arm around her waist, letting her radiant warmth seep into my skin. My arousal rises, lengthening my cock, tightening my muscles, and making my mind spin with avarice. This is the first real date with the girl of my dreams. She’s not getting away without a kiss.

I bring her closer and spin her to face me. “I’m not letting you get away just yet. Tell me what time to pick you up tomorrow. I don’t want general statements about catching me later or seeing me around. I want firm plans, Miss Rochester. I want to take you out for dinner and dancing if you’re free.”

“Dancing?” Her eyes flash brighter, and a sly smile dances on her swollen lips. I lean forward, hesitating momentarily to gauge her response, then crash into our first kiss. The taste of her lips hits me like a smooth shot of whisky---sweet, warm, and intoxicating to my senses. Lust consumes me and darkens my previously noble intentions. I part the seam of her mouth with my tongue, diving in, licking, nibbling her flesh like a starving man devouring his first meal.

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