The Stubborn Suitor, Book 3 (The Stubborn Suitor #3)(11)

“I’m sorry,” Drew said, looking down at his hands. “I should have. I guess that was just my own insecurities getting the better of me. I told you about my ex-wife, right? Pretty much every woman I meet is just after my money. I think I was scared to tell you that I was about to sell my company for two and a half a billion dollars until I was completely sure that you liked me for me.”

“Have I ever given you the impression that I was after your money?” Cami asked indignantly.

“No!” Drew assured her. “I know you aren’t like that. I think I’ve always known. That’s why I’ve been into you since the moment I met you. Well, one of the reasons. I was just being insecure. I know that now and I’m sorry.”

Cami thought about her own insecurities. Perhaps if she wasn’t constantly waiting for Drew to ditch her, perhaps if she wasn’t always waiting for the other shoe to drop, things might have gone a little more smoothly too.

“I think I just needed to be sure,” Drew continued. “And I’m sure now. In fact, I’ve never been more sure of anything in my entire life.”

Those words—and the promise they contained—sent a chill down Cami’s spine. She suddenly felt sure of something as well.

“I understand,” Cami said after a moment, offering him a reassuring smile. She then placed her wine glass on the table and crawled across the couch to give him a soft kiss on the lips. Drew leaned into the kiss, deepening it for a moment. But he soon pulled away.

“I should probably go, if you want,” he replied, moving to stand.

“No,” Cami said, standing herself. She offered him her hand. “Stay.”

“Okay,” Drew replied. He placed his hand in hers and let her lead them towards the bedroom.

Every other time they’d been together, Drew had been in charge. And Cami loved that. She really did. But this time, Cami wanted to be the one to show Drew just how much she appreciated his honesty. She felt the need to prove that she wasn’t just after his money—that she cared about him.

This was why, as soon as the door to the bedroom was locked, Cami stopped. She turned towards Drew and pushed him onto the bed. Even though he was tall and strong, he was caught off guard and went toppling back against the blankets. Cami smirked at his puzzled expression as she leaned to pull a condom out of the nightstand, tossing it onto the bed next to him.

She then climbed onto the bed. He moved to sit up, but Cami stilled him with a hand against his chest.

“Not tonight,” she said with a smile. “Tonight, it’s my turn to take care of you.”

“But—” Drew began.

“No buts,” Cami interrupted. “Your only job is to lay there and enjoy yourself as I take care of you.”

Drew looked like he wanted to argue, but eventually, he relented and relaxed back against the bed. Cami moved to the foot of the bed and began by pulling off his shoes and socks. She then straddled his waist as she ran her hands up and down his chest, first outside of his shirt, then below it. He shivered as her nails raked along his flesh. Cami allowed herself to settle down against him, grinding her body against his hardening flesh.

“I see you’re already enjoying this,” Cami replied as she pulled his shirt up and over his head.

She spent a few minutes gliding her hands against his hard, muscular chest, exploring it first with her fingers, then with her mouth and tongue. When Drew was a moaning mess, Cami finally crawled off him, unfastening his fly before pulling both pants and underwear off in one fluid motion.

Cami couldn’t stifle the moan of her own as his swollen, dripping erection popped up against his stomach. Drew reached down to grope himself, but Cami stopped him.

“Nope. No touching, remember? Two can play this game,” she said, smirking at his glare.

Oh, how the tables had turned. Making sure not to touch him herself, she climbed off the bed and slowly began to undress as sensually as she could.

Drew moaned at the sight, his cock twitching and leaking pre-cum across his stomach as he unconsciously thrust his hips into the air. Cami remembered being in the exact same position when he’d teased her. It made her smile. Once she was naked, she crawled back up the bed, rubbing her hands along his legs, thighs, and hips, but avoiding the spot he wanted her to touch the most.

Eventually, Cami grabbed the condom, opening it with her teeth while her other hand finally reached out and grasped his throbbing erection. Cami had planned to slip the condom on right away, but found that she loved the feeling of him, hot and heavy in her hand. And so she spent a while sliding her fingers up and down his cock at a teasingly slow pace.

After only a few minutes, Cami’s hand was wet with his excitement and she could feel her own juices trickling down her thighs. She didn’t think she would be able to wait much longer. And so, at an agonizingly slow pace, she slid the condom over his rigid length.

Once the sheath was secure, Cami didn’t waste much more time before straddling Drew and guiding him against her aching *. Then, her self-control shot, she pushed down onto him, completely enveloping him in her hungry body.

This position allowed him into her deeper than ever before and she had to pause for a moment to acclimate to his substantial size. She couldn’t bring herself to wait too long, though, and was soon rocking back and forth as his massive cock pulsed within her.

He looked beautifully debauched beneath her, face twisted in pleasure and pupils wide with desire. She could see his eyes on her bouncing breasts and, having a little mercy, reached down to grab his hands, placing them on her aching nipples.