She was only barely aware of his other hand pushing at the elastic band of her short skirt, pushing it over her hips. The black skirt was amazingly daring, the thong beneath it so brief that she had nearly not worn it.
But this was Cam. There was no shame with Cam.
She writhed beneath his mouth, his tongue flickering over her nipple, flaying it with heat as she kicked the skirt from her ankles and his large hand pressed between her thighs.
His fingers pushed under her panties, found her slick and wet, as a cry ripped past her lips and her fingers tightened in his hair.
The tip of one finger rubbed at the entrance to her body, drawing more of the silky wetness from her. Jaci felt as though she were burning from the inside out, lost in a vortex and fighting to find her way.
“Hold on to me, baby,” he whispered, as though he knew, understood. “Just hold on to me. It’s all okay.”
But it wasn’t okay. She had waited too long, needed too much.
Her hands tore at his shirt until he jerked it from his shoulders with one hand. The fingers of the other continued to stroke, to massage the swollen folds of her pu**y.
Her hands pushed down on his chest as she fought to breathe, her fingers fumbling with his belt, then the zipper of his pants.
A minute later, the hard, impressive length of his erection was free.
He knelt beside the couch, his fingers doing erotic, wicked things between her thighs, and all she could do was stare at the hard, swollen head of his cock.
It was dark, throbbing, the heavily veined shaft twitching under her fingers as she curled them around it. Not that they could meet. There was a lot of flesh there.
“Jaci,” he growled her name—a rough, thick sound—as she lifted her head and placed a kiss at his thigh.
“I’ve dreamed of this.” And she had. Endless nights of dreams.
“All of it, Jaci?” he asked her then. “Everything?”
“Everything.” She lifted her head and licked over the engorged c**k head, the taste of stormy male and dark lust meeting her tongue as she moaned at the knowledge that he wanted her. Cam wanted her.
“Like this.” His hand caught in her hair, held her head still, then his h*ps pressed the thick length closer. “Open your mouth, baby. Slow and easy. Take me there.”
Slow and easy. She let her tongue flicker over the head, feeling his hands tighten in her hair as he filled her mouth with the hard flesh.
Jaci couldn’t help but cry out. She stared up at him, her lashes heavy, heat consuming her as she began to draw on the sensitive crest, sucking and licking it. Reliving all the fantasies she had ever wove in her head when it came to Cam.
As she drew on him she felt her thong slide down her legs. Felt his hand part her thighs. His tongue lapped at the moist flesh of her pu**y, sliding through the narrow slit, circling her clit.
She stared up at Cam. He had one hand buried in her hair, the other circling her hand, guiding his c**k in and out of her mouth.
And between her thighs . . .
A whimper left her, as knowledge slowly penetrated her as surely as that tongue penetrated her vagina, and calloused male hands spread her thighs wider.
She tried to jerk back, but his fingers tightened.
She cried out, staring up at Cam in shock as his eyes opened, the pupils suddenly flaring as something akin to agony twisted his features.
His c**k slid from her lips and her head jerked, staring down to watch his twin, Chase, lift his head from between her thighs.
His lips glistened with her juices. His eyes, so like Cam’s, his features identical, suddenly tightened with shock and knowledge.
“Cam?” His voice was hard, powerful. “She knew this was coming. Right?”
Jaci shook her head, shuddering, torn between begging them to stop and begging them to finish. A roller coaster of sensation was tearing through her. Her senses were alive with too many impulses, too much pleasure, and too much awareness.
It wasn’t just Cam.
Everything. He wanted everything. And then she remembered. Like a splash of cold water, she knew that the rumors of the two brothers sharing their lovers wasn’t just rumor. It was truth.
“This is everything,” Cam whispered, touching her cheek, drawing her gaze back to him, his eyes tormented, somber. “I thought you knew, Jaci. I thought you were warned what everything meant.”
Watch Cam. Everything means giving it to him and Chase. The warning, given by a friend that she had ignored. That Jaci had denied. Petty gossip, she had told herself. Jealousy. But it was truth.
“Damn it, Cam!” Chase was on his feet, jerking his shirt off and pushing it into his brother’s hands.
Shaking his head, Cam slowly eased her arms into the shirt as she stared back at him, trying to make sense of what she wanted, what they wanted.
As he drew the edges of the shirt together she whispered miserably, “I’m a virgin, Cam.”
She had saved herself for him. For as long as she had remembered, she had known there was no one else for her but Cameron Falladay.
He froze as his eyes widened, his fingers at the buttons of the shirt.
“What did you say?”
“I’m a virgin.”
As Chase stomped from the room Cam breathed out with a ragged breath.
“I’m taking you home now, Jaci.”
“I waited for you,” she whispered. “Just for you.”
He cupped her face in his hands then and stared back at her, pain and shadows swirling in his eyes.
“I’m taking you home. Stay away from those parties, because I won’t be there again, and no one else will bother to try to protect you, sweetheart. They’ll hurt you. And as God as my witness, I’ll kill the man who dares to hurt you.”
She shook her head, confused, aching, uncertain what she had just allowed to slip through her fingers.
“Wait.” She gripped his wrist as he pushed his erection inside his pants and pulled the zipper up. “Cam, tell me why. Why this?”
She was going to cry. She didn’t want to cry. She wanted Cam, she wanted the heat, the wicked intensity, and a part of her wanted what she knew everything was now. That part of her terrified her.
“I thought you knew,” he said again, his voice soft, filled with regret. “God, Jaci, I thought you knew what I wanted. Come on.” He slid her skirt over her legs then pulled her to her feet and replaced it around her h*ps as he knelt in front of her.
“Cam?”