25. Cameron
25
CAMERON
As much as I want to chase her inside, I can tell she’s too fired up to listen to anything I have to say to her right now. How did we end up here? I woke up on top of the world, and now I’m trying to salvage any pieces left from the euphoria of last night.
After ten minutes of trying to decide where to go from here, I make my way back inside in hopes of saying my goodbyes and exiting the party. I close my eyes and take a minute to prepare myself, but I don’t even get ten seconds before Reid is heading toward me, a look of annoyance on his face.
“Listen, I get that you’re burned after what Renee did and you’re scared to trust someone again, especially with the girls. But you need to take a second and remind yourself of who Lizzie is.”
“I know who Lizzie is, believe me. But this isn’t about her. I have to protect my daughters. I can’t let them get hurt again,” I say sternly.
“This is Lizzie Montgomery we’re talking about, Cam. The fucking girl next door. The girl who was half in love with you before you even went pro. Before all the money and the awards. She doesn’t want you for your money or the glam life. She’s not going to hurt Addy and Mackenzie or leave them behind. Take a fucking chance already and stop torturing the both of you. Follow your heart and stop being so fucking scared.”
Reid finishes his tirade, and I feel like my heart has dropped into my stomach. I am scared. And I know, deep down, that Lizzie won’t hurt me, but I also know that I’m flawed and damaged. Putting my heart on the line, as well as my daughters’, is a lot to ask.
But maybe, just this once, I have to see where it takes me.
“You’re right. Help me say goodbye to everyone so I can go get my girl.”
* * *
An hour later, I finally make it back home. Lizzie’s barn is dark, and I’m questioning whether she’s home or if she went with Lia somewhere.
Not giving myself a chance to second-guess or talk my way out of this, I make my way across the space between our houses and past the tree that Lizzie and I have made our own. I step in front of her door and wipe my sweaty palms down my jeans before knocking three times. As I listen closely, there’s no sound, and I begin to worry she’s not here.
Just as the fear really starts to creep in, I hear feet shuffling on the other side of the door. Ten seconds later, the locks turn, and the door opens.
Lizzie is standing there in a pair of sweatpants and a tank top with her hair down and wet like she just got out of the shower. I’m immediately hit with her scent of lavender and vanilla, and it takes everything I have not to move into her and inhale from the source.
“Hey, Lizzie.”
“Hey, Cameron.” She sounds exhausted, and I can tell she’s over all the drama from the last twenty-four hours.
But she’s calling me Cameron and not Cam. That’s got to be a good sign, right ?
“Thank God we’re back to Cameron,” I mutter with a laugh, trying to lighten the mood. I’m met with silence as she looks down and shuffles her bare feet on the floor, all her fight from earlier clearly drained.
“I’m sorry, Lizzie. I know that’s not going to cut it. I fucked up, but I’m here to make it right.”
She looks at me now. Her big green eyes lock with mine before she speaks. “Maybe it’s best if we just stick to being friends. I don’t think I have it in me for all this back and forth.”
“I can’t do that, baby. I’ve tried doing that too many times now, and every time was a mistake. I want you so bad that I keep fucking up because I’m so out of my element here. And scared. I’m so fucking scared.” My voice catches on the last part. Finally admitting it out loud is cathartic and nerve-racking all at once.
“You’re scared of me? Of this?” she asks while moving her hands between us, total confusion in her voice.
“Hell yeah, I am. You scare the shit out of me, Lizzie. You have the power to absolutely ruin me if I’m not careful. I’m putty in your hands. Can’t you see that?” I run my hands through my hair in frustration because I know I’m not expressing how I feel the right way. I just don’t know how to say it.
“No. I can’t see it. Every time I turn around, you seem to feel differently about me. You’re so hot and cold that I can’t keep up.”
She’s angry, so I take a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts so I say the right thing for once.
“I haven’t felt this way before, Lizzie. You’re different, and I don’t know how to handle it.”
“Different how?” There’s defiance in her voice now. She isn’t going to be easily convinced, and I don’t blame her. I’ve been a complete asshole and deserve everything she’s throwing at me. I might as well let it all out now. Really tell her how I feel.
“You get me, Lizzie. The real me. The farm boy from Brantley Falls who only dreamed about playing football. The single dad who will do anything for his two little girls so they don’t have to experience the pain of someone walking out of their life again. You want the same things as me. An easy fucking life, enjoying the simple shit. Here in our hometown. God, everything is just right with you.” I take a step closer to her, inhaling her scent and refilling my lungs so that I can keep pouring my heart out. “I’m fucking obsessed with you. All I do is think about you. Your kindness, your laugh, your freckles. The way you are with my girls,” I say. “I have to protect them, but I also know I have to trust you. I know you’d never hurt them and disappear like their mom. Even if this goes nowhere, you’ll still be here for them.”
She smiles slightly, but I can still sense her hesitation.
All of a sudden, I think back to when I told Lizzie to show me how she felt. I have to do that now for her.
So I place my hands on each side of her face and crash my lips against hers. She tenses up for a second, like she didn’t see it coming, but then completely melts into me.
I coax her mouth open with my tongue and start kissing her like I do in all my fantasies. She moans into my mouth, and that does it for me. I have no self-control left. I move my hands down her body and lift her up, squeezing her toned thighs and imagining them wrapped around my head while I feast on her.
When Lizzie immediately loops her legs around my waist, it feels like the most natural thing in the world. Lizzie’s body all tangled up in mine is how it’s meant to be. I walk us back a step and push her into the frame of her front door, keeping my body locked between her spread legs.
“Tell me this is okay, Lizzie,” I break the kiss and ask against her lips. “I fucked up so bad, but there’s no denying this—denying us. I’m so far gone for you, Lizzie Montgomery. Let me fucking prove to you how good we can be together. Just give me a chance.”
She shakes her head up and down, clearly agreeing, but that’s not going to cut it.
“I need words, baby.” I’m not moving forward until she tells me this is what she wants. I know her body does, but I can’t have her regretting this tomorrow. It would kill me.
“Yes. Yes. I want this so bad, Cameron, but…how do I know you’re not going to change your mind again?” Her lips are puffy and her eyes are dazed, but I can hear the worry in her voice. She doesn’t know if she can trust me.
I place her hand over my heart and look straight into her eyes. “It’s yours, Lizzie. I’m yours. No more indecision. Trust me. Please.”
She looks down at her hand covering my heart and waits a beat before answering. “Okay, Cameron. I trust you.”
That’s all I need. I dive back in, and when those little breathy moans escape her, I decide I can’t take it anymore. I squeeze her thighs and unwrap her legs from my waist before placing her on the ground. And then I grab Lizzie under her ass and haul her over my shoulder.
“What are you doing, Cameron?” she frantically yells while hanging upside down.
“I’m taking you to my bed.” I close her door and start the walk back to my house.
“What about the girls?”
“Nikki has them for a sleepover. The night is ours. No interruptions.” Knowing I have an empty house and a whole night alone with the woman who occupies all my thoughts pushes me to take bigger strides across the space between our houses.
Before I know it, I’m opening the back door and stepping through the kitchen and into my bedroom. I gently lay Lizzie down on my bed and move a step back from her to take a good look. However, where I expect to find lust, I’m met with green eyes that are full of apprehension instead.
“What’s wrong, baby?”
“Are you sure you want this?” she asks and bites her lip. “I don’t want you to regret this tomorrow and look at me like this—like I—was a mistake. I’d rather go back to being nothing to you.”
What the fuck?
I don’t respond right away. Instead, I slowly get down on my knees and move to fit between her legs. How did I fuck up this badly that I made her doubt herself? “I’m going to show you how I feel about you. I’m going to show you how bad I want this. How much I want you. How much you’ve grown to mean to me. By the end of the night, you won’t question my feelings for you and why we’re doing this.” I run my hands up her thighs and squeeze and then add quietly to make sure she gets it, “There is no world where you’d ever mean nothing to me.”
“Okay.” It’s just one word, but it comes out breathy and full of need, and the desire has returned to her eyes. The tether inside that’s been holding me back from her snaps, and I can’t let another moment go by when I’m not touching her.
I grab the hem of her tank top and pull it over her head, revealing the most perfect pair of tits I’ve ever seen in my life. They are full and round, topped with dusky pink nipples that I can’t wait to get my mouth on. I take a deep breath and then lightly cup each one in my hands, feeling their weight. I run my thumbs over her hard nipples, and when I hear her intake of breath, I can’t stop the smile that spreads across my face.
Lizzie is so responsive, and I can’t wait to watch her come apart for me again.
Dropping my hands from her breasts, I drag her sweatpants down her smooth legs, touching as much skin as possible on my way south. I pull them off her feet and then step back to admire her standing in just a pair of light purple lace underwear. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, and I know that if I don’t get myself under control, I’m going to come before I even get inside her.
“I’ve seen a lot of beautiful things in my life, Lizzie, but nothing compares to the sight of you in front of me right now.”
She laughs and shuffles back until her back is against the pillows, but her eyes tell me she doesn’t believe me. So I place my knee on the bed between her legs and lean down so we’re sharing the same breath.
“It looks like I have my work cut out in convincing you of what I see. When I’m done with you, Lizzie, you’ll know that there is absolutely no one who compares to you.” I kiss her hard and then look back into her eyes. “Are you ready for me to convince you, baby?”
“I’m more than ready. The anticipation is killing me, Cameron. I feel like I’m about to explode,” she says seriously.
“It’s killing you?” I laugh. “I’ve been fighting a hard-on for weeks thinking about you, Lizzie. I feel like this is a dream.”
Lizzie smiles shyly and then bites into her plump bottom lip, making me even harder.
“Then stop talking and let me take your clothes off now,” she says, pushing me back to my knees so she can run her hand up my stomach under my shirt.
“You can do whatever you want to me, Lizzie.”
She kneels in front of me and lifts the hem slowly, dragging her hands along my stomach as she raises the shirt over my head. I can feel her short nails on my skin, and I can’t wait to feel them on my back later.
I suck in a deep breath as I watch her unbutton my jeans and push them down my legs as best as she can, so I move off the bed and kick them the rest of the way off, leaving me standing in front of her in my black boxer briefs.
And then she slides off the bed and gets on her knees, in just her pretty purple panties, and proceeds to pull my underwear down to my knees before she takes my hard cock into her mouth.
I stutter something that doesn’t make sense and maybe black out for a second from the feel of her wet mouth wrapped around my dick. Fuck me. I want to fuck her mouth, but that’s not the way I want to come for the first time.
So I back up a step and groan and watch as Lizzie looks completely shocked and a little worried.
“I just—” she starts, but I lift her off her knees and throw her to the middle of the bed again. She lands with a bounce, and then I’m on her half a second later.
“It’s been too long, baby. You were going to make me come too fast, and I can’t come before you do.” She exhales in relief from what I just said, and I can’t help but smile down at her. “Whatever you’re thinking, don’t. I can’t wait to see you swallow my cock. I’ll teach what you need to know but I can already tell you’ll be a natural.”
This girl is going to turn my life upside down. In the best possible way. I know it, and I’m ready to accept it.
I latch onto her mouth again and spread her legs with my knees, getting them as far apart as possible. I nip at her bottom lip and then move up her neck to suck on her earlobe. She says my name on a gasp, and that’s it.
I need her.
I move down her body and quickly rip her panties down her legs, leaving her completely bare in front of me. Fuck me. Lizzie Montgomery is a fucking vision. A goddess to be worshipped. My dream girl in every way. I never really had a type when I dated, but that makes sense now.
Because my type is Lizzie Montgomery.
I look down at her body, all spread out and flushed, just waiting to be taken, and I can barely restrain myself. I run my hands down her sides and to her hips and then move back between her legs, shouldering them apart, my mouth sitting directly in front of her bare pussy. I can see how ready she is for me.
Her body stiffens like she’s nervous, and I have a suspicion that no one has ever gone down on her before, but she makes no move to stop me. The thought of being the only one to eat her out has my cock getting hard and precum leaking out the tip. I can’t wait a second longer to get a taste.
In one swift move, I swipe my tongue up her slit from bottom to top and listen to Lizzie gasp in shock and try to close her legs around my head and shoulders. I instantly push them back, taking another lick but this time sucking on her clit at the end.
“Oh my God, Cameron,” she says on a moan.
“You like that?” I ask, already knowing the answer.
“So much. It feels so good. Don’t stop.” Her legs relax under my arms, and she runs her fingers through my hair and pushes my head back down to where she clearly wants me.
I laugh and then increase my efforts, eating her like she’s my favorite meal. Which she just might be. Her moans are getting louder, and I feel her legs tense back up under my hands. I know she’s close, so I slip a finger inside and keep sucking on her engorged clit. As soon as I slide inside, she comes around me so hard that I don’t know if I’ll survive her being wrapped around my cock.
I don’t stop until her spasms subside and her orgasm is completely wrung out of her. Only then do I make my way back up to her, placing gentle kisses everywhere along the way. Sucking her nipples into my mouth and leaving marks along her cleavage. When we are face to face again, she wraps her hands around my neck and pulls me to her mouth. This time it’s me who moans because my dick is sitting between her legs and I can feel her heat.
“Thank you,” Lizzie says as she breaks the kiss.
“For what? An orgasm?” I ask.
“Well, yeah.”
I take a deep breath. “You don’t ever have to thank me for making you come, Lizzie. I could spend the rest of my life watching you fall apart for me.”
She smiles, and damn it…I want to give her the world.
“Am I the only guy who’s ever made you come by eating your pussy?” I ask and regret it one second later. I don’t want to know about whoever that other fucker was.
“You’re the only guy who’s ever made me come in any way, Cameron.”
“Good. The thought of anyone else seeing you like that was about to send me into a rage.” I smash my lips to hers again and slide the head of my cock along her folds.
“You’re so possessive. Very alpha.”
“Do you like that, Lizzie?”
“Yes.”
We’re both moaning into each other’s mouths now, and when we break apart and stare at each other for a few seconds, we know what comes next will be life-changing.
“I’m on birth control and I’ve only been with one person,” she whispers on a rush of air. “Which you obviously already know. And we used a condom.”
“I haven’t been with anyone since Renee, and I made sure I was tested when I found out she was cheating on me.” A heavy silence sits between us, both waiting for the other to say the words we want to hear.
“I want to feel you bare, Cameron. Please.”
“Fuck, Lizzie.” I run my length through her wetness, lubricating myself for what’s to come. “How can I turn you down when you ask so nicely? Like such a good fucking girl.” I lean back to take a thorough look at the marks I’ve left on her body and the way her pussy is still swollen and wet from her orgasm. I run two fingers through her lips and over her clit and watch her body tense up, still sensitive. I’m convinced that my dick has never been this hard in my entire life. “I can’t think of anything I want more than to feel your tight cunt squeeze my cock with nothing between us. To come deep inside you and mark you as mine.”
“Holy shit. Your dirty talk is way too good. I swear I could come again with your words alone.” She laughs, but I can sense a bit of nervousness in her voice. It reminds me that she’s only done this once, so I need to be gentle and take things slow.
“This is going to change everything between us, baby. Once we do this, you’re mine. All fucking mine.” The head of my cock is at her entrance, waiting for her words. “You ready for that?”
The nervousness leaves her body instantly and is replaced by a hunger that I’ve never seen in her before. “I’m so ready, Cameron. Make me yours.”
So, I do. I slide slowly inside her and immediately see stars. I back out and then slide back in, an inch further than before, over and over, listening to the mewling noises coming from Lizzie and feeling her nails dig into my shoulders every time. Before I know it, I’m completely seated inside her, and it feels like my cock is being strangled in the best possible way.
I have to close my eyes and take deep breaths to keep from coming. She feels too good, and I’m going to embarrass myself if I’m not careful. As I try to regain my composure and self-control, there is only one thought playing in my mind.
This is heaven. Lizzie Montgomery is heaven.