Shoulda Been a Cowboy (Rough Riders #7)(54)

“And if I say yes, you’d gone too far. What then?”


“Then I’ll ask your forgiveness and assure you it won’t happen again.”


The conversation sent a jolt of power zinging through her. Rather than remind him she’d already confessed she wasn’t a threesome girl, Domini decided to do something bold for a change and…toy with Cam a little. Make him sweat. She gazed at him with aloofness, casually finishing her coffee. “And if I say…no? If I admit I liked it? What then?”


The muscle in Cam’s jaw popped he’d clenched his teeth so hard. His nostrils flared. His eyebrows were squished together. Yet for all his agitation, the pressure of his hands on her legs didn’t increase at all.


When he didn’t respond, Domini prompted, “What then?”


Cam inched toward her. “My answer is still no. Fuck. No. I had plenty of time to think about it, too, and know what I’ve determined, princess?”


Holy moly. Maybe she shouldn’t have taunted him.


“I don’t like to see another man’s hands on you. I don’t like to see another man’s cock in you. Last night with Brock I realized I don’t like to share, especially not you. And you don’t need two men in your bed to satisfy you. You need one man. Me.” He pushed out of the chair and crowded her. “Any questions?”


Was the thrilling sense of belonging only to Cam McKay…wrong? If so, too bad, Domini absolutely gloried in it.


“I said, any questions?”


“No.”


“Good. Now c’mere. I’ll make you forget every man’s touch but mine.”


Cam’s mouth was hot and controlling. He clamped his hands on her behind, yanking her forward until barely an inch of her butt cheeks rested on the desk. He broke from marauding her mouth to demand, “Undo your pants.”


After loosening the drawstring, the white chefs pants were baggy enough Cam easily snuck his hand inside.


He lightly traced the seam of her panties before his fingers slipped beneath the lace band. He parted the wet folds of her sex and probed her entrance with one finger, then two. “I love how fast you heat up for me.” He pressed his fingers deeper and trailed openmouthed kisses down her throat. “I love to make you come. I wish I had time to spread you across the desk and lick away all this sweet cream. Make you come against my tongue. Then I’d do it again, making you wetter and hotter. Making you come over and over until I had to carry you out of here because you couldn’t walk. I’d carry you straight upstairs to your bed and f*ck you until you screamed.”



She let her head fall back and withheld a moan when Cam slid his middle finger to her clit and started the rapid flicking that caused her whole body to vibrate like a tuning fork.


“More?” he murmured.


“Yes.”


Between his blistering kiss and the attention to her clit, Domini’s speedy climax bowled her over. She whimpered through each pulse, grateful Cam’s mouth muffled her cries.


When she opened her eyes, Cam was staring at her. Very possessively.


“I can look at you from here on out and know no man has touched you but me.”


That statement was true in so many ways.


“I want your hands on me, Domini. Now.”


She unhooked his belt buckle and lowered the zipper. The weight of his gun and cuffs on his pants dropped them to his hips. His cock jerked against her fingers as she slipped her hand beneath his briefs and circled his hard shaft.


He hissed. “Stroke me hard. Don’t squeeze too tight but pull harder and faster than you think you should.” He put his hand on top of hers. “Like this.”


Oh wow. That was more forceful than she dared try. But with Cam’s guidance she created an unbroken rhythm that brought forth his deep groans and gave her that heady sense of power again.


He buried his lips in her hair and his choppy breathing drifted over her ear. His hips started pumping faster, “Yes. Don’t stop. I’m right…there. Jesus.” He cupped his hand around the tip as she kept stroking until warm, thick liquid coated both their hands.


Domini squeezed one last time and he grunted.


Cam’s lips sought hers. His kiss wasn’t sweet, but flirty. Teasing. He smiled against her mouth. “I didn’t show up here hoping that’d happen, but I won’t complain it did.”


“Me either.” She reached for the box of tissues and cleaned both their hands while she continued the playful kisses.


He stepped back and righted his clothing. “I want to see you tonight. I’m giving you fair warning that you’re mine. All mine.”


“Got big plans for us?”


“Yep.” Cam flashed a devilish grin. “But first, turn around and close your eyes.”


Her heart skipped a beat when he brushed her hair from the nape of her neck. Cool metal caressed her collarbone. Automatically her hand rose to touch it.


“Cam? What is this?” She looked down at the delicate silver links that formed a chain necklace.


“A gift.”


“You didn’t have to—”