“(Devon) “Cam—you’re killing me,” she quavered, pressing her head back into the pillow and praying for patience. Her heart was pounding. “I’m loving you,” he corrected in a hot whisper, then took her nipple deep into his mouth as his… — Kaylea Cross Copy Share Image
“Tightening his arms, he dropped his head and pressed his face against the side of her neck to inhale her delicate scent. The instant… — Kaylea Cross Copy Share Image
“He’d done it like he did everything else—with passion and total disregard for how much it might embarrass her.” — Kaylea Cross Copy Share Image
“Want to feel you come,” she murmured. “Want you to mark me.” The answering growl he made sent a primal shiver through her. He… — Kaylea Cross Copy Share Image
“Another sob came, harder than the first, but she couldn't cover her face and her mastectomy scars at the same time when he raised… — Kaylea Cross Copy Share Image
“He’d never felt this protective of a woman before. Only she brought that out in him. That powerful, odd mixture of independence and vulnerability… — Kaylea Cross Copy Share Image
“Holding her steady as he kissed her, Cam caressed back and forth over her nipple, swallowing her cries while he rubbed the length of… — Kaylea Cross Copy Share Image
“You’re stuck with me.” She sniffled. “Promise?” He rested his forehead against hers. “Cross my heart.” — Kaylea Cross Copy Share Image
“Ben didn't disappoint. "See? You lost it and lived to tell about it." His voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper. "You even survived a… — Kaylea Cross Copy Share Image
“(Devon) “Cam—you’re killing me,” she quavered, pressing her head back into the pillow and praying for patience. Her heart was pounding. “I’m loving you,”… — Kaylea Cross Copy Share Image
“The muscles in his arms and back trembled as he pushed in as deep as he could go, until all of him was buried… — Kaylea Cross Copy Share Image
“Gathering her courage, she swallowed past the lump in her throat and held his gaze. It wasn’t how she’d envisioned telling him, but she… — Kaylea Cross Copy Share Image
“Sam…” “What?” she whispered. “Tell me what to do to fix it.” She shook her head and closed her eyes as though she couldn’t… — Kaylea Cross Copy Share Image
