Camden's Redemption (Gloves Off #4)(53)

I smacked him on the arm and smiled. “Tis true. I don’t want to leave, but I have to. I’ll be back before you know it.”

He slid the bar of soap down my stomach to my thighs and slipped his finger across my clit, making me jump. “And I’ll have a surprise for you when you come back.” Washing the soap off my body, he spread my legs, setting my foot up on the marble seat. Starting from my thigh, he kissed his way up my leg and brushed his tongue across my slit before delving deep, penetrating me. My hands branched out to hold onto the wall to keep my balance.

“Hopefully, this will be my coming home greeting when I get back,” I moaned.

“Oh no, buttercup. You’ll be getting a lot more than this.” Slowly, he trailed his lips up my stomach and to my breasts, biting them instead of sucking. It hurt, but it also felt so damn good. “Do you like that?”

“Yes,” I breathed.

Picking me up in his arms, he pushed me against the cold wall and hooked his arms under my knees, spreading me wide. Grinding his cock along my center, he asked, “What about this?” Slamming home, I screamed as he filled me up, stretching me.

“Oh my God, yes,” I cried. Over and over, he thrust into me, each one harder than the last. My clit throbbed, my body tightened and I could feel his control slipping away. “I’m so close,” I moaned.

Growling low in his chest, he bounced me up and down, harder and faster. Once his lips closed over my nipple and sucked, I knew I was done for. I screamed out my release and raked my nails down his back, riding the tremors of my orgasm as he came inside me. Letting my legs drop, he leaned into me, his chest rising and falling with his rapid breaths.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to go with you?” he asked, kissing my neck. “You teased me with coming and now I have to let you go.” Gently, he pulled out of me and grabbed the bar of soap, rubbing it along my body again.

“I’ll be back before you know it. What if I get back and you get tired of me? What if things change?”

After he washed my body, he took my face in his hands and shook his head. “That’s not going to happen. We’re going to change, but we’ll be changing together. Are you sure you can handle my past? It’s not going to be easy. I want you to be sure this is what you want.”

“It is,” I said, taking the soap from him. I washed him too, making sure to put extra attention on a certain area. Once we were both clean, he shut off the water and we got out.

“What are you going to do about your land? Will you sell it?”

Grabbing a towel, I dried off and wrapped it around me. “Probably. I’m sure it’ll go really fast once I put it up on the market. I’m going to miss it though.”

“You don’t have to do this. Why don’t you keep it?”

We moved to the bedroom and I threw on a pair of yoga pants and a T-shirt for the plane ride home. “I can’t,” I murmured sadly. “I won’t have the money to keep it up. Once I resign from the department, I’ll have to find another job.”

That was the one thing I wasn’t looking forward to . . . finding another job. Sometimes women in my line of work weren’t respected like the men. I was lucky to have my brother and close friends with the guys back home. “I guess I could always see if Mason would take me on as a partner of sorts.”

Camden scoffed. “Really? You’re worried about money? That’s the last thing you need to be stressed about. I can help you, Brooklyn.”

I wrapped my hair up into my towel and shoved my dirty clothes into my bag. “Thanks, but how do you plan on doing that? I’m not going to just take your money.”

He tossed his towel onto the bed and stood gloriously naked in front of me. “Who said anything about taking it? I’m going to make you work for it.”

Laughing, I rolled my eyes and sat down on the bed. “I am not going to be your private whore, Camden. Besides, you don’t have to pay me to have sex with you. I kind of like it.”

He winked and slipped on a pair of boxers and jeans. “I’m glad you assume that’s what I was offering. You couldn’t have it more wrong, sweetheart. What would you say about working for me?”

“Doing what?” I asked incredulously.

Stalking over to the bed, he pushed me back onto it and covered my body with his. His skin was still warm and wet from the shower. “By being my bodyguard,” he replied.

I burst out laughing so hard, my side ached. “You’re joking, right?” When I looked up into his gaze, I knew he wasn’t. What the hell was he thinking? “Holy f*ck, you’re being serious.”

“Are you interested?”

“Camden, look at you,” I said, “You’re twice the size of me with muscles bigger than my thighs. How the hell could I protect you?”

“It’s not just from people who want to hurt me, buttercup. You’d have to stay with me twenty-four seven. That means with every single woman who comes my way, you’d have full rein to tell them to f*ck off. That’s what you wanted to do to those girls yesterday, isn’t it?”

“Oh my God,” I gasped. “Yes, I did, but I’m not a jealous psycho. I know you wanted to do the same when Blake came near me.”

His eyes crinkled mischievously. “Then I guess we’ll both benefit from this. You can keep the women away from me and I can keep the men away from you. No one will be stupid enough to try to hit on you with me around.”