Ten Year Crush (16 page)

“He’s not worth your tears. Dry it up and let’s go get drunk.”

“Can you give me a few minutes and let me get cleaned up?”

“Sure, I’ll see you out there in a few.” She hugs me tight one more time, and then walks out of the room closing the door.

I go into the bathroom to clean off the eyeliner and mascara that I’m sure is running down my face. There on the counter is a line of white stuff, plastic cellophane, a lighter and a dollar bill, rolled up.

My chest burns and I sink to the floor.
What are Josh and Cam going to think? I brought that into their house. I ruined their Halloween party.
Putting my head between my knees, the tears come again. How can you spend almost two months with someone and not know what type of person they are? Brandon made me feel special, up until last week. He made me feel like he actually cared about me. Then he says all of that stuff like I was just some random piece of ass that meant nothing to him.

Chapter Twenty

*Cam*

Coming into my bathroom and seeing Gabby curled up in a ball crying, I want to hunt down that asshole and pound my fist into his face over and over. He did this to her. He hurt her.

I sit down and wrap my arms around her. She climbs in my lap and curls up like a wounded child.

“I’m so sorry. I’m so stupid. I’m sorry. I didn’t know.” She fists my shirt in her hands, holding on so tight her knuckles turn white.

My heart drops to my stomach. Does she really love him? Please, God, no.

I swallow, my heart in my throat. “No, baby. You’re not stupid, he is. You’re so precious and deserve so much better than that.” I comb my fingers through her hair. “Don’t ever think you’re stupid. You’re amazing. I love you so much and I hate seeing you hurt like this.” I kiss her temple. “Please, Gabby. Tell me what to do to make it better.”

She raises her head. “How can you love me? What kind of person am I to be with someone like that and not know?”

“He made you believe what he wanted you to. Someone like that hides who they really are. You couldn’t have known. You have a great heart and don’t see the bad in people. You believe everyone is good. It’s one of the things I love most about you. And don’t ever doubt that I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy.”

“You really mean that?” She looks up at me with her big, green doe eyes.

Even with black streaks running down her face and snot running out of her nose, she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I feel a stab of regret. If I hadn’t been so scared and stupid, she wouldn’t be hurting right now. “Every word of it. I love you, Thumper. You will always be my one and only girl. I don’t care if I have to wait days, months, or years. I’ll be here. I’m not going anywhere. It took me a while, but I’m ready, for whatever you want to give me.”

“Make me forget. Wipe him away. Please love me and never let me go. I need you.” She begs.

My stomach twists in agony. I know what she wants, but I can’t give it to her. Not like this. She’s hurting and vulnerable. I don’t want our relationship to start off like this. I’ll just be happy with getting her cleaned up and hold her in my arms.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, and then we can crawl in bed and I’ll hold you all night.” I set her on the floor and stand up. Seeing the shit on the counter sends wild fury through me all over again.
Cool it, Gabby needs you.
I throw the paraphernalia away, sweep the powder over into the sink, and wash it off with a wet rag. I bend down and pick Gabby up in my arms, setting her on the sink.

“Can you take a shower?” I ask brushing her hair behind her ears.

“Will you join me? I don’t want to be away from you.” Her voice is so small and she isn’t looking in my eyes.

I blow out a breath. I really want to be with her, but this feels wrong. And I don’t want to do this and have her to turn around tomorrow and say that she wasn’t thinking. When I take that step, she’s going to be mine and stay that way.

“Please.” She looks up, big, green eyes, watery with tears.

“I want to. More than you know. But I don’t want to do anything that will hurt you, or us. I want to do this the right way.”

“I didn’t love him.” She drops her eyes again and starts picking at her nails. “I know you don’t want to hear this, but when we were together, it was you I always thought about. I’ve tried and tried to stop loving and wanting you.” She looks me in the eyes again. “But, I couldn’t. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anything or anyone else.”

All the breath leaves my lungs and my legs grow weak.
She still loves me. She doesn’t love him
. I wanna scream to the world how happy this girl makes me. My heart races and a war rages inside. One to possess her and make Gabby mine, once and for all. The other wants to take it slow, take care of her. Show her I love her without the physical side. The need to make her mine wins out. I’ve waited too damn long and she was meant to be mine.

“Fuck it.” I grab her head and slam my mouth down on hers. I moan when she slips her tongue in my mouth, she tastes like punch and something that is only Gabby. I pull away long enough to say, “You know you’re mine now, right? There is no going back after this.” Then my lips are back on hers. Licking into her mouth, I can’t get deep enough. I want to crawl in her and never leave.

“I’ve been yours for years, Cam. You were just too stupid to see it.” She gives me a watery smile.

There’s my girl.

*Gabby*

“I need to lock the door. Someone’s going to barge in.” Cam says running his lips down my throat, sending chills down my spine.

Oh god, is this really happening?
I’ve waited years for Cam to be mine, to know what it’s like to have his hands, lips, and body on mine. Just last night I was standing in that shower wondering what it would be like. A rush of excitement runs through me.

I clutch my hands into Cam’s hair and pull his lips back up to mine. I don’t think I could ever get enough of him. He tastes like beer and peppermint. I match him, stroke for stroke, with my tongue, giving as much as I’m taking. The ache between my thighs is so bad now that my legs won’t stay still, restlessly rubbing together.

Cam pulls away. “Hold that thought.” He runs out.

I hop down off the counter and start to pull my boots off. I’m removing the last one when Cam makes an appearance in the door. I stand up and drop it on the floor, looking him straight in the eye.

The hunger shining back at me has me feeling brave, sexy even.

I slowly start unzipping my jumper. “I need you.” I shrug my shoulders out of the sleeves and let it slide down my body and drop to the floor. I step out of it. I’m left standing there in just my black lace bra and matching thong.

Cam starts to untie his bandanna, throwing it over his shoulder before working on the buttons to his vest. “You’re beautiful. I want and need you too.” After undoing the last button, he shrugs and lets it fall to the floor. He bends and pulls his boots off.

My mouth waters at the sight of his back muscles rippling with the movements, another gush of wetness floods my panties.

He stands back up and undoes his buckle. “You do understand that you’re mine? After this, no going back.” He starts to unbutton his jeans, but stops and raises his eyebrow.

“Why’d you stop?” I croak out. My eyes are trained on the thin trail of dark hair disappearing down his jeans, aching to finally see what treasure it leads to. He moves his hands away from his jeans and I let out a whimper.
Why is he torturing me?

“I asked you a question, Gabby. I won’t continue until you answer.”

How is he even forming sentences right now? I’m over here a quivering, drooling mess and he’s calm and in control. If it weren’t for the bulge in his pants and his blue eyes blazing, I would think he wasn’t affected at all.

Wait…what did he ask? Shit. Think, Gabby, think.

At my puzzled look, he repeats himself. “No going back. You’re mine.”

“Yes. Yours.” I reach behind my back and start to undo the clasp on my bra.

His throat bobs and his chest starts moving a little faster.
Good. He’s as worked up as me.

He finally goes back to getting his pants off and out of my way. I need to see him. I’ve dreamed and fantasized a million times about what he would look like.

I let my arms drop and my bra slides down, landing with the rest of our clothes on the floor. Standing bare, in only my panties, for the first time. A rush of nervousness hits me and I fight the urge to cover myself. Where’s the bravery from earlier?

Cam moans.

Confidence is back. I spin and turn the shower on so it can start to heat up.

“Fuck me
.
You’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

I look over my shoulder to see Cam’s eyes glued to my ass. The look in his eyes sends a shock wave down my spine, landing in my core.

I face him and point down to his jeans. “Lose them. Now.” He stands there licking his lips, running his eyes up and down my body. I’m too impatient to stand here. I want to see him. Touch him. I’ll get him moving. I put my thumbs in my panties and wiggle my way out of them. I turn and climb in the shower.

*Cam*

I’ve pictured Gabby naked a million times. My fantasies didn’t come close to how amazing she looks in real life. Her ass, in the black thong, I almost came in my pants. Her tits are round and perfect with light pink nipples. I could spend hours kissing and worshiping her body. I plan to spend hours doing just that.
What are you waiting for? She’s naked. In your shower!

I finally snap out of it and tug my pants and underwear down, almost tripping over them trying to get my feet out. I pull the shower curtain back and step in. Gabby is standing under the water with her head back, the water running down her breasts and soft round stomach. I love that I can’t see her ribs. I don’t want to feel like I’m going to break her.

I grab her bodywash that she brought with her and squirt some in my hands, working up a lather. I move her out from under the spray and start washing her, starting at her shoulders and working my way down her arms. “You have the softest skin.” I move to her sides and around to her belly, working my way up to her chest, moving my hands all around her breasts, avoiding her nipples. She lets out a cute little whimper.

Her eyes move down my body and lock on my throbbing erection. Her eyes go round. “Holy shit, you’re huge!”

I laugh. “Thanks. What every man wants to hear.” I’ve been told plenty of times that I’m big, but hearing it from Gabby, my chest swells with pride and I can’t wait to show her what I can do with it.

“No, seriously. You’re freaking huge. No way is that thing fitting inside me.”

I let out a full belly laugh. I lean down and kiss her lips softly. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll take care of you. I won’t hurt you.”

“I love when you call me that. And I trust you. I know you won’t hurt me.”

“Get used to it.” I kiss her one more time. I can’t get enough of her soft, sweet lips. “Turn around.”

She turns and I have to take a minute to stare at her backside. A day could be spent worshiping just that alone. “You have the best ass I’ve ever seen. I’m one lucky son of a bitch.” Moving her hair over one of her shoulders, I grab the body-wash and lather my hands again. “Because it’s all mine.” I massage her shoulders and work my way down her back.

She purrs and drops her head forward. “Oh god, that feels sooo good.”

I love drawing all of these sounds out of her, knowing that I’m making her feel so good and relaxed. Moving my hands from her hips to the sides of her thighs, it’s taking everything in me to avoid her ass. I run both hands over to her right leg, one in the front and one in the back, and work my way down her whole leg, gently squeezing. Her legs are soft, not really toned, but by no means flabby. Just right. I get to the bend of her knee and she moans. Another spot she likes. I tap her leg. “Raise up.”

She lifts her leg and I wash her feet, and she giggles.

My breath hitches. I love the sound of her laugh. It’s like music to my ears. And after her crying earlier, it makes my heart swell to hear it.

I move over to her other leg, showing it the same attention. Working my way back up, I finally take both globes of her ass in my hands, covering it in suds. Running a finger down her crack, she freezes. “Relax. I’m not going to do anything. Just washing you.”

“Nobody has ever touched me there.”

I love that no one has been there before. It’s something I’ve never done, but with Gabby, I want it all. I want her relaxed so I move on. Sliding my hands around her sides, and up to her breast, I finally take them in my hands, squeezing and rubbing my thumbs over her nipples.

She gasps and reaches her arms back, wrapping them around my neck. “Oh, Cam. I love your hands on me.”

I kiss her neck. “I love the feel of you in my hands.” I run my hands down her stomach, heading for the apex of her legs. I keep one hand on her stomach, and move the other one lower. I cup her bare flesh in my hand, and then work my hand up and down slipping a finger between her lips.

“Cam,” she moans out my name, and lays her head back on my shoulder. “Please, don’t stop.”