Page 91 of The Backup Plan

He dragged her down against his chest and rolled over her. “This one,” he said, and buried himself so she arched against him. He twisted her legs around his hips, cupping his hands underneath her. “And this one, and a hundred more. I want to live between these gorgeous legs, and touch you whenever I want. I want you in dresses so I can send you to every class thinking of me like this.”

She explored his back and thighs as he found a rhythm, muscles shifting and gliding in every powerful thrust. Everything he hid from the world was hers. Even in uniform, when she imagined she could see every inch of him, his body didn’t move the way he did when he claimed her. No camera ever captured his eyes like she saw them.

“I think I’ll send you off with some inconvenient thoughts, too,” she countered, shifting her weight to change his angle. “Get used to carrying your bag in front of you and taking a cold shower before you hit the gym.”

“Is that a promise?”

“I’ll buy more dresses,” she panted. “God, Cameron, whatever you want.”

“Avery.” His voice pinched as he fought back his pace. “I’m going to come. Where do you want me?”

She dug her nails into his lower back to hold him against her as he released with a deep, tortured groan that sent a shudder through both their bodies. When she clenched around him in response, she grasped at his arms until he lifted her enough to meet his lips. He kissed her, still shaking, and lowered them to the ground as he spent the last of himself inside her.

Slick with sweat, they clung to each other as they regained their breath. She softened in his arms when his heartbeat joined hers. “I liked that,” she whispered. “Cameron. The way you filled me and the way you fit inside me—that was unbelievable. I felt…” She trailed off, twirling her fingers in his hair.

“You felt what?”

“Different. Just out of nowhere, suddenly… not so afraid anymore. I didn’t know if you really wanted me like this. Or not just like this, or not now, or anything. My mind was racing, and it just went blank.”

“I have never wanted anyone more.” He shifted his weight to snuggle her closer. “Not just like this. I’d lose it if I missed another chance with you because I didn’t have my act together. I want you. I want us together, and I didn’t want to hold anything back.”

“I’m glad you didn’t.” She gathered her words. “And I’m on the pill, so I hope it was okay to hold you like that.”

He tickled her ribs. “That’s why I asked. I want to be that close to you. Avery, I meant every word I said. It has to be me. Only me.”

She turned her head a few inches and kissed his chest, salt tickling her lips from his sweat. “It’s only you. I couldn’t want anyone else. But I think we shouldn’t tell anyone for a while.”

His muscles tightened, and she rushed to finish her thought. “I meant because of Isaac. He’s your friend, and Justin’s. I want him to still be my friend. People are going to be talking about that party for weeks. I haven’t spoken to either of them, and there’s a lot to sort out. But I promise, I meant every word, too. It’s only you. It can only be us.”

He scooted her up to face him and kissed her without hesitation. “You’re right to think of that. They’re my friends and teammates. I’m so caught up in you I’m ready to sing it over the speakers. A few weeks, maybe? What do you think?”

“I think that’s reasonable. Justin’s stuck with me. Isaac and I agreed to leave everything on good terms. It’s not like it was serious.”

He tipped her chin up for another kiss. “I’m serious.”

“I saw that in your eyes the first time I saw you. You’re an intense man, Cameron Porter. And every day since then, I wondered what made your eyes so hungry.”

“You’re an intuitive girl, Avery Whitman, and I’ve only begun to show you what I’m hungry for.”

TWENTY-SEVEN

Afterglow

CAMERON: WEEK 7 (5-2)

Marshall

Where’s Cam lately? Paging @CameronPorter, we haven’t seen you all week.

Hayden

Maybe he tripped on his dick. P.R. team couldn’t keep him under wraps any longer.

Marshall

I love that you saw the magazine photos. Jealousy is killing you inside, and I’m here for it, you arrogant bastard.

Dale