Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 81426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Cam nodded, was quiet for a moment, then shrugged. “Okay, so we’ll be fake boyfriends.”
“That easily?” It meant lying to his friends…to his brother.
“If it’ll help you, then yeah, we’ll figure it out.”
Jesus, he was a good man. Looking at him then, playing his words over in my head, made me realize why I’d connected with him. Because he cared about people. Because he was sincere, and no matter how much he joked or how full of himself he pretended to be, he put others first.
And fuck, he was gorgeous.
Goose bumps pebbled over my arms as a smile tugged at his mouth, as though he could read my thoughts. It was everything I’d just thought about him and acknowledging how much I wanted him that made me say, “Does it have to be a lie?”
Camden’s brows rose.
“I mean, not fully. I think I showed you how much I want you. Fuck, it’s been driving me crazy since Melinda. Probably even longer if I’m being honest. I’m not asking you to really be my boyfriend, but…is it a lie if we’re fucking around? I think it’s safe to say I’m bi. There’s no one better to experiment with than someone I trust.”
His eyes blazed, and I thought maybe it was a combination of desire and the fact that I’d admitted I trusted him. After how our friendship had grown, didn’t he know that?
“You want me to show you what it’s like to be with a guy? Is that what you’re asking me?”
Well, shit… “When you say it like that, it sounds wrong. Like I’m using you.” That didn’t feel right, though. I wanted more from Camden than that. I didn’t want to use him. I just…wanted him. We’d been leading up to this for how long now? It couldn’t be a surprise for either of us, could it?
He looked a little pensive for a moment, then asked, “Do you want me for me or because you’re trying not to want Rush? I’m not saying I’d say no either way. I just need to know.”
The question slammed into my chest, stealing my breath. I didn’t know why I hadn’t expected him to ask it or why I hadn’t considered it myself, not really.
I thought about the talks Camden and I had…the laughs, the drinks. Him staying at Fever to hang out while I worked, and our trips to the falls, and the things I told him about my life. The things he told me.
About how quickly he’d been willing to jump in and go see Theo’s show, and the way Cam asked about him.
How he always made sure I knew that if I didn’t want him to flirt with me, he’d stop.
My eyes traveled down his body. I remembered the muscles in his back and how they moved. Seeing his cock and how I’d been curious about what it tasted like…what it felt like. The way his lips had moved against mine, and his throaty moans, and fuck, my dick was plumping up. Still, I wasn’t sure I could say all that, so I simply let out the first words to hit my tongue. “I’m obsessed with your hands…well, and your forearms.”
“Come again?”
It was on the tip of my tongue to say I hadn’t come at all yet, but it wasn’t the time. “I don’t know what it is about them. Why I fixate on them, but I do. The veins in your hands and arms…and I wonder about the calluses and how they’d feel against my skin. How strong your arms look and…fuck, how much that does it for me. It’s fucking crazy, but there you have it. I’m obsessed with your hands, and I…goddamned if I don’t want them to touch me, all the time. My want for you has nothing to do with how I felt about Rush and everything to do with you.”
It didn’t surprise me when he grinned that cocky Camden grin. “Mmm, I think I’m liking where this is going. What else about me do you want? Tell me what you think about my body, Beautiful, and what you dream about.”
My heart rate sped up at the sound of his voice, the way it went an octave lower and the things he’d said. It was so strange, how different it was with Camden. I’d always enjoyed sex. I’d had a lot of it in my life. I was confident in the bedroom or wherever else I decided to fuck, but with him it was all new. He’d had experiences I hadn’t, and knew what he wanted in ways I didn’t. It was like he was leading the way when that was something I was used to, and damned if I didn’t find I liked that with him.
Cam leaned closer. “Hold that thought. Can we take this off first?” He signaled toward my shirt.