by Lauren Wood
“Yes Joel, I am coming!”
I felt the flush of fluid run down my leg as she came all over my cock. It had never been like that with anyone else, but it was clear that she was satisfied. Her head moved to my shoulder and she had less ability to hold herself upright. I pounded into her a few more times before I could feel the need boiling up in my balls and I couldn’t hold it back anymore.
We stayed face to face like that, breathing heavily for several moments. I moved to kiss her and she didn’t kiss me back. Her eyes were still closed and I knew that she was getting through her pleasure. Cameron almost went comatose sometimes and when I set her down, her knees were weak. I liked that I had done that to her, more than anything else. The sound of her pleasure and the way she whimpered was nothing compared to the way she felt when I knew I had done her right. She couldn’t even stand up on her own two feet and I was silently taking credit for it.
“Will you listen to me now Cameron?”
She wasn’t listening to me, but she still nodded her head like she was listening. I knew that she hadn’t heard a word I was saying and that was fine for now. Anything to get her to agree with me was enough for me.
I took her to the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. Cameron looked beautiful and she didn’t even try to hide her body. It was as tempting as the time before, but I knew that I had to secure us. I couldn’t leave things as in. I didn’t just want her underneath me in the bed, I wanted her for good.
Lying down next to her, I traced her jawline with my fingers and played with her hair. She just sighed against me and snuggled in towards me as I ran my fingers through her hair. Cameron was perfect. She really was and I knew that if I didn’t get it out soon she was going to be asleep, another thing I had learned when we were together before.
“Are you going to go to sleep?”
She shook her head that she wasn’t, but the grin on her face told me otherwise. As soon as she started to come, that was it.
“I want us to be together Cameron.”
Her smile got bigger and she waved her hand to the bodies pressed together. “What do you call this?”
“I call this one night that I want it to be many. I want us to really be together. I love you Cameron and I don’t want to hear you say how we are not together again. We are together. You are mine.”
She opened her eyes and the blue ones met mine. I could tell that she disliked the sound of my owning her, but there was no other way to describe it. She was mine and that was it.
“Let’s just take things slow Joel. We barely know each other.”
“That’s not true and you know it. We know enough. I know enough to know that I love you and I don’t want to live without you.”
That got her attention. “You love me?”
“More than I ever thought possible.”
“Then what about Lisa?”
I sighed and kissed her. I had to tell her the truth, but I didn’t want to feel her pull away. I didn’t think I could take it.
“She is my ex-wife. We have been divorced over a year and she just popped up. I couldn’t do anything about it Cameron, I really couldn’t.”
“Do you love her?”
“Are you even listening? She is my ex and you are the one I love. It is that simple.”
Cameron turned away and I could tell that she was thinking about everything. I had given her a lot to think about, so I wasn’t surprised when she moved away.
“I didn’t know you were married.”
“I was and I want to be again one day, to you.”
“This is too much Joel. What am I supposed to say to this?”
“Just tell me that you love me too and I am not the only one.”
“You know I love you. I don’t want to, but I can’t help it.”
I chuckled at her answer. It was never what I wanted it to be, but somehow it was even more perfect. That was my Cameron and I wouldn’t have her any other way.
“Good enough Cameron. That is all that I needed to hear.”
Moving down to kiss her, I was filled with need once more and pressed inside of her. Cameron whimpered at the fullness and kissed me, as her hips rose up to meet mine. I was never going to get enough of her.
THE END
YOU’RE MINE: A BAD BOY NEXT DOOR ROMANCE
“From the first look, I knew that I wanted you. You were sassy with a little sweetness. Now I have to have you back in my life and in my arms.”
BLURB
I could have anyone that I wanted and I wanted Carol Masters. She was a challenge.
The first time I met her, she was in the middle of a wedding. She was the maid of honor and I was a friend of the groom. Carol looked like a glowing angel. She was beautiful and I had to have her. I needed to corrupt her.
How could she resist me? No one had before. Once a woman got a look at my muscles and tattoos, I usually had to keep them at bay, along with their feelings. I wasn’t looking for love. I was looking for a good time and Carol was instantly on my radar.
Meeting her was a different story. She wasn’t interested in what I had to offer, but I knew that I was going to get my way. I only had two nights in Louisiana and I was going to spend them with her.
There was no denying the attraction between us and before the wedding reception was over, I was going to have her bent over something.
Carol took over my mind. Once just wasn’t going to be enough. I had to have her for good, for keeps and I wasn’t going to stop until she was mine. From the moment I saw her, I knew that Carol was made for me.
How could it be any different?
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Chapter 1
Carol
“I can’t believe that you are actually getting married. I didn’t think it was ever going to happen, Cameron.”
“Me either, but at the same time I feel like I have been waiting for this my whole life. I don’t know why it took so long, but it is finally happening.”
I was happy for her, really I was, but I had to wonder why love never seemed to come my way. I had tried for years to find what she had now to no avail. While I was happy for my best friend, at the same time I wished that I would find someone to be happy with as well. It seemed like it was never going to happen and now that my last friend was getting married, it was on my mind more than ever.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I just wish Cliff would have broken up with me after the wedding. I hate going to these things by myself.”
“You are not by yourself, you are here with me.”
“Going to be a bit of a third wheel on our wedding night, don’t you think?”
“Carol it is going to be fine. There is going to be plenty of Joel’s friends to keep you busy. I have seen a few of them, they are hot and not from around here so no complications when you are done.”
“You know that they are not my type. I don’t like that rugged, ‘me man, you woman’ caveman thing that they got going on.”
She laughed at me and told me that she had felt the same way about it. But she was marrying a tattooed biker, so I no longer believed that they weren’t her type. Joel was a bad boy with a soft side, but to look at him, I would have never known. It was only when I got to know him and see how much he loved my friend that I really started to even accept him at all.
“I’m just saying don’t be so down. Things always work out the way they are supposed to. I had done given up hope of ever finding someone to share my life with and then Joel just showed up. I think you have to stop looking.”
“That makes no sense, you realize that don’t you?”
“I know. It doesn’t make sense.”
I wondered if she was losing it because of all of the pressure of the wedding. She had been planning nonstop for months and the culmination of everything seemed to be too much for her. I put the veil on after we had her hair perfect and I felt emotions tugging at my heart and head. It was stifling how badly that I wanted to be her. She looked perfect and the happiness was l
iterally glowing out of her. Cameron made a beautiful bride.
“Just have fun, okay? I will not be able to have a good time if my best friend isn’t.”
I had a feeling that whatever I was doing, Cameron was going to be far more wrapped up in her new husband to notice. But I resolved to have a good time and the open bar was going to help.
“Showtime Cameron. Are you ready?”
She sighed and smiled that high-wattage smile that Joel had given her. She wasn’t the same friend that I had met in school. Cameron was different now and I felt a surge of jealousy that I was going to have to stuff back down before it got me in trouble.
“You look beautiful Cameron. I am so happy for you.”
“Then why are you crying?”
“Happy tears, I swear.”
She wasn’t so sure, but today was her day and she didn’t have time to worry about my emotions. I tried my best to smile through the wetness dripping down my face. I tried to put on a brave look. I really did.
“Okay, well as long as you are going to be okay Carol.”
“Don’t worry about me, Cameron. I am going to be fine. The music is playing for you and it is time to go.”
Cameron nodded and she pushed the veil back over her face. I helped her with the back of the dress on her way down the aisle. I was the maid of honor after all. I wanted to be there for her, but the whole ceremony my mind was somewhere else. I didn’t even notice all of the hot men that she had told me about. I was in my own little world, listening to the preacher’s words and trying not to lose it right then and there in front of everyone.
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“You were even more beautiful than the bride.”
The raspy voice threw me off because it was so close behind me. I could almost feel the heat on my hair. I smiled at the sound and turned to see a black-haired man with eyes to match. He was wearing the same leather jacket in the same style as most of Joel’s friends. I was starting to think that it was because they were all in the same biker gang or something together. I didn’t know what it was, but the style worked for the man in front of me.
“That isn’t a very nice thing to say.”
“I just call them how I see them.”
“You are one of Joel’s friends?”
He shook his head like it was obvious, his eyes pinning me where I stood.
“Well nice to meet you…”
“David.”
“Nice to meet you David, but I have to go.”
“You can’t take the time for one dance?”
I really looked at him then and I wondered if he even knew how to dance. Men like him were not usually so fleet of foot and he didn’t look to be any different. I could see a tattoo that was barely covered with his shirt, going up his neck. What would possess someone to do that?
“I don’t think so.”
“You think you are too good for me?”
There was a bit of anger in his question and it had me turning back around. “No, but we are from two very different worlds, David. And I don’t know the language.”
He stopped me with a hand on my arm and I pulled away. I didn’t know who he thought he was, but I wasn’t going to let him manhandle me in such a way. It wasn’t going to happen the way he wanted it to. That was why I didn’t have much to do with guys like this. They were worried about one thing and would go out of their way to get it. It wasn’t hard to see what David wanted. It was something that I wasn’t willing to give.
“It’s just one dance. Are you really that stuck up that you won’t have one dance with me? Am I not good enough?”
He had a whine to his voice, but I think we both knew that it wasn’t real. He could think I was stuck up all he wanted, that wasn’t going to change my position. I didn’t do well with being forced to do anything and I moved away.
“Please just one dance.”
“Have you been hitting the bottle already today?”
He shook his head that he had been. “I don’t know what that has to do with anything.”
“I am just trying to figure out if this is how you normally act or not.”
“You are a feisty one, aren’t you?”
I didn’t like being called that, especially not from a man like him. In his world, that was most likely a compliment, but in my world it was just rude.
“I am good on the dance, thank you though.”
“So, is it because you are afraid you won’t be able to resist me?”
I shook my head and had to smile. If nothing else, he was sure of himself. It was the kind of confidence that drew women in because they would think that he had to be good in bed to be that cocky. I wasn’t looking for that, so it didn’t draw me in at all. He was hot, but once he started talking that ruined it for me. If only I could enjoy him without the chauvinistic words coming out of his mouth.
“I don’t think it would be hard at all to resist you David. I just don’t want to dance with you.”
“Please?”
I don’t know what it was about the way he asked me, but I couldn’t say no. He somehow said it in a way that pulled at my heart strings and by the grin on his face, I was sure that he knew exactly what it was that he was doing. David’s face brightened and the wattage went up on his smile when I finally agreed. A person might have thought that he had won the lottery by the way he was cheesing. It was hard for me to not be a little caught up in it and smile back at his excitement.
“Just one dance.” I reminded him that it wasn’t going to be nothing more than just a dance.
He held his hands up like he would go with whatever I wanted. I couldn’t help the gasp that came out of my mouth when he pulled me into his arms. We were close enough to the dance floor that it seemed acceptable to dance right there. It wouldn’t have mattered anyways. I was pulled tight against his hard body and the feeling felt too good for me to pull away from him. There was no way that I could have focused on anything else but him against me.
His smell took over my senses and I found myself relaxed, yet tense all at the same time. How had he known that he would have such an effect on me? He had been so confident and while I knew there was a reason for it, it was still hard to realize how easily I had been talked into it. He had been right and though I wasn’t afraid of how I would react to him, I was more than a little nervous about it now. Now that I was in his arms, it was hard to think anything bad about him.
The song was over before I was done and I longed for his heat against me as soon as it was gone. It was like this was how it was supposed to be. This was how it was supposed to feel.
“Now was that so bad?”
I shook my head that it wasn’t and tried to ignore the canary-eating smile that he was giving me. I could have sworn that he knew that he had gotten to me. He knew that I was going to think about the two of us together the rest of the evening. When I had come to Cameron’s wedding, I was not expecting it to be like this. I was sad then that a rough guy like David had moved away. I didn’t have the same feelings for him then as I had before.
“You want to get a drink or do you want to just go somewhere to be alone?”
“What kind of girl do you think I am David? I don’t even know you.”
He just kind of grinned and told me that he was sure that I would get to know him soon enough.
“I’m not that drunk.”
David didn’t seem to care and told me that that could be changed as well. The man had a confidence that I wondered about. What was it about him that made him so sure of himself? And why was I falling into the trap?
“One drink.”
“That is all I need.”
I almost told him never mind because of how assured he was being, but I didn’t. I wanted to see what it was that made David smile in such a way. Why was he so sure that he was what I needed, when I didn’t even know myself?
“All you need for what?”
“To convince you.”
I was already convinced and I knew that it was because of the way my bo
dy responded. I could have blamed it on the drinks, but there wasn’t enough to justify that. I could have blamed it on the fact that I was at my best friend’s wedding and there was bound to be emotions cropping up that I wanted to silence. It wasn’t any of those reasons. I wanted him because I knew that he was going to make me feel better, even if only for a moment.
“What if I am already convinced?”
His eyes darkened and the smile on his face grew. “Then what are we doing wasting our time here?”
Looking down, the intensity of his eyes was too much to handle. “Do you have somewhere in mind?”
“Right here if that is the only place.” David started looking for a way out and I was looking for a reason to stay.
“Come on. Let’s go upstairs where we will have some privacy.”
His hand outstretched and before I knew what I was doing, I was placing my hand in his. I needed a few moments of madness and David was the one to give it to me.
Chapter 2
David
“I can’t believe you even remember her. What is wrong with you?”
I couldn’t believe it either. I don’t know why that woman was on my mind so much, but it was impossible to say that she wasn’t or to pretend that I didn’t think about her every time I was with someone else. It was not an easy thing to have going on in my brain and I started to wonder if this was the beginning of insanity.
“Don’t you think that if I knew what it was that was wrong with me, that I would change it? I am sick of talking about her, thinking about her. Every night almost, I wake up in the middle of it, dreaming about her. It is always the same.”
Craig just kind of looked at me like maybe I had lost it. It wouldn’t be the first time that I had wondered the same thing. Maybe I was going over the deep end and I just didn’t even know it yet. Was this the deep end? It didn’t feel like it was normal and it hadn’t mattered how many women I had underneath me, it was Carol’s face that I hoped to see when I looked down. It never is though and the frustration of not having what I want had set me on edge.