Into You Series: The Complete Collection

35. Cameron

CHAPTER 35

CAMERON

A ll day I’ve been antsy, consumed by the need to touch Grace’s freckled skin, to smell her flowery scent, to taste every inch of her …

But she still hasn’t shown up. I thought we were meeting right after work. I’ve cleaned every surface of my apartment while waiting. I’ve taken Buddy for a walk. I’ve even attempted some architecture sketches. But nothing can distract me from my need for one person: Grace Holmes.

I finally hear a knock at the door and rush to it.

There she is: My fiery goddess at my doorstep, purse slung over her shoulder, full lips parted and breathing heavy.

As soon as she steps inside, she’s in my arms and our mouths are pressed against each other as if our lives will end if we part.

She fumbles for my belt buckle, but I had prepared in advance and changed to gym shorts.

“Smart man,” she mutters against my mouth, ripping my pants down with ease and releasing me.

I run my hands through her thick hair as she fists my cock.

“Where have you been?” I ask, trying to compose myself as she strokes me. I want to look in her eyes, but by instinct mine close. The pleasure of her touch washes over me and I’m already lightheaded.

“Working late,” she says, breathy and heated. “Couldn’t be done fast enough, though.”

She grips my hair with her free hand to pull me back to her, and our mouths smash together once more.

I back into my bedroom, kicking the door open wider. A bark comes from the kitchen where I’d preemptively propped up a baby gate to section Buddy off from us. I couldn’t risk him doing something unruly once we were naked.

Sorry, pal.

I try to turn her to the bed, but she twists and pushes me down instead. I blink in surprise. It all happens so fast. Grace walks to the side table and pulls out a condom. She lifts the skirt of her dress, tugging down her underwear. And as she slides the condom over me and climbs on top, she slowly lowers herself down and lets out a low moan.

Christ.

She’s insatiable.

Her hips move front to back. Her pussy feels like fire around me, massaging my entire length with how tight she is. How perfect she is.

I continue to massage her ass, guiding her up and down. Not that she needs the assistance. She looks like a dream on top of me.

“Someone wants to be in control tonight?” I ask.

“Don’t pretend you don’t like it.”

She looks down at me with a vixen smile, and in this moment, I can’t imagine redoing any decisions that would have led me to this point.

Career, be damned.

“Then show me what you’re made of, Holmes.”

She lets out a breathy laugh and bounces on me faster, grinding her clit against my length with fervor. Her head falls back as she moans my name. She even throws in a “you like that, baby?” which really sends me flying.

I grip her waist and pump into her harder. Her cries of pleasure are almost distant and muffled. It’s hard to concentrate on anything but the feeling of her around me.

I feel a rising sensation in my balls. I’m not going to last long if she keeps this up. My gut clenches.

“Grace—”

“Come in me, Mr. Kaufman.”

Holy —

I can feel myself releasing, filling the condom with everything I have.

Grace continues riding me, pumping herself full of me with each bounce. My thumb goes to her clit, and I rub it in circles. With my other hand, I reach back to slap her ass.

“Oh god, do it again,” she moans.

Anything for my girl.

I spank her again, getting her nice and red until finally she’s shuddering on top of me, yelling my name, and falling to my chest.

We lay there for a moment, me still inside her as her body covers mine.

She finally sits up, both her hands on either side of my head, breathing heavy.

“How was your day, honey?”

“Maddening,” I say, sitting up to place a hard kiss on her lips. She licks mine once we part and another low whine escapes me. “You’re going to be the death of me, woman.”