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)
“Do you want me to come up?”
“Don’t you usually come up?”
“Do you wanna have a contest to see how many times we can say come up in a row?” Cam asked, making me chuckle.
“Park your truck and let’s go.”
“Fine, I’ll come up.” He winked, then drove around to the side of the building where the parking lot was.
We were quiet as we got out and went into the building. Cam pushed the button for my floor, along with the code I had given him.
It was stupid, and I was getting annoyed at myself, but with each second that went by, my stomach felt tighter and my heart rate sped up. I didn’t know if it was my depression or some weird insecurity shit that suddenly decided to hit me, but I was bursting at the seams with…fuck, with everything: want, fear, confusion…
The second we were in the condo and he closed the door behind us, I twisted around to face him. “You don’t like my dick?”
“Huh?” Cam’s face squished up, puzzled.
“Shit. That came out wrong. What the fuck is the matter with me?” I ran a hand through my hair. “If you don’t want to screw around with me, that’s okay. Just tell me. And if you don’t want to do the fake-boyfriend thing, we don’t have to do that either. I just…”
“You think I don’t want you?” Cam pushed off the door and took a step toward me, then another. He reached out, fingered my hair, then rubbed my temple with his thumb. “Christ, you have it all twisted up. I don’t know how you don’t see yourself clearly, how it’s all muddled up in that brain of yours.”
“It’s not usually like this for me,” I admitted. “I don’t get it. I’ve never been this guy, and then with…” I didn’t want to mention Rush. Didn’t want this to be about him, because it wasn’t. I didn’t want him anymore. I wanted Cam.
“You can say his name,” Cam said, but his voice was tight.
“It really has nothing to do with him. I guess realizing something was missing in my life, realizing I wasn’t happy, led me to acknowledging my feelings for him, but this want I feel for you is different. And more confusing, but Jesus, it’s potent, and obviously it’s making me lose my damn head.”
Cam smiled. “We wouldn’t want that.”
“No, we really fucking wouldn’t. Can you not let that make you even more conceited?”
“That’s not happening. I want to shout it from the rooftops. Let’s get back to what we were talking about, though. You think I don’t want you?”
He dropped his hand, but then it was me who reached out, who held his hip. “It’s been different since we fucked around, and I don’t want that. I don’t want to lose you. You haven’t touched me or called me beautiful ever since.” God, that made me sound like an egomaniac.
He cocked his head, like he was studying me, trying to figure me out. “You’re such a contradiction. I can’t get my head wrapped around you. Compliments make you uncomfortable, but not from me. You want them but don’t believe they’re true, and you really think that after craving you all this time, I’d suddenly just stop? You weren’t comfortable the next day. I saw it when I touched you in front of Theo and called you beautiful. It makes me nervous to once again be with someone who isn’t comfortable with their sexuality.”
Because of Henry. Because that had been the only time Camden had been in love.
Jealousy burned through me. Maybe it wasn’t something I had the right to feel, but I did all the same.
“There’s a difference between adjusting to something and feeling ashamed. I’m not ashamed of being bisexual. I just don’t know how to do this.” I didn’t know how to let myself truly care about someone.
“I think you’re doin’ just fine.” Cam wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer, until we were groin to groin. His erection rubbed against me, and I gasped, trembling at the sensation. Fuck yes, I was bi, and I really, really wanted him. “You feel that? I definitely still want you, Beautiful. Christ, I was stroking my cock just hearing your voice when we were on the phone this morning.”
My dick throbbed behind my fly as my whole body flushed with heat. “Fuck, I wish I could have seen it.”
“You can. I’ll do it for you anytime. Right now, though, I want you to say it. Tell me you want me.”
I grasped his hips with both hands, held on to him. Inhaled his scent, which was all masculine, fresh wood and cologne. “You’re gonna make me say it?”
“Mmm, you better believe I am. I wanna hear it.”
“I want you. Jesus, I want you so fucking much, I ache with it.” The second the words left my mouth, Cam’s lips crushed mine. His tongue pushed right in, and I let him, wanted to taste him, and fuck, did I want to be devoured by him. I’d never wanted that from a lover before, but then, Cam was different in every way.