Unspoken Words (Unspoken #1) (35 page)

Camryn smacks my ass as I turn to head toward the stage. “I’ll be right here. Make sure you put on a good show. I need a little entertainment tonight,” she says jokingly.

I jump up on stage, grab my guitar from Parker, slinging it around my body. I have the jitters tonight knowing I am going to pour my heart out to Camryn through the words I wrote for her. I have always been good with words. These words came directly from my heart. Unspoken words that I have never said. I plan on telling Camryn I love her tonight. Not here in front of everyone at Aces, but definitely when we get home, when it’s just the two of us. I can’t contain the feelings I have for her. I don’t see the point in wasting anymore time.

We start the set off with a song that I know Camryn will know is directed at her. Isaac taps out the beats, then I start to sing the words to
It Was Always You
by Maroon 5. My eyes lock with Camryn while I sing the lyrics. Every word that passes my lips meant for her. This song speaks volumes about how I feel for Cami. It’s as if this song was written detailing our relationship. It’s always been Camryn for me. It may have taken me some time to realize it, but I did. My entire life, the love of my life has been by my side. As the song says, we never crossed the line, but it’s always been her. She has my heart, and it’s about time I told her it’s hers if she is willing to keep it.

Camryn doesn’t look away from me the entire song. Her eyes tell me everything she is feeling. She discreetly wipes a tear from her face, not wanting Morgan and Christian to see her crying. She blinks several times, then focuses her gaze on me.

With each line I sing my heart out. Each word is filled with so much emotion. Emotions and feelings that I have been harboring for years.

Afterwards, we sing a few fan favorites to get the crowd into the music. The dance floor is packed with girls dancing and singing along with the lyrics. After a few songs, I slow things down with the song I wrote for Camryn called,
By Your Side.
With my guitar around my body, I feel my heart start to race. Isaac and Alex walk off the stage to grab a beer, while Parker stays with me. Only our guitars are needed for this song.

As my fingertips pluck the strings on my guitar, I can feel the music throughout my entire body. The rhythm of this song is steady, with a few smooth transitions to the chorus. The melody is soft. I grab the mic walking over to the corner of the stage close to where Camryn is sitting. I wink when our eyes lock and I blow her a kiss.

I’m nervous as shit tonight. I’ve put myself out there every time I perform. Nothing compares to the fear I have tonight. The words from this song come from my heart. I’m opening myself up for Camryn, for her to choose me, to love me.

The way we push, the way we pull.

I wouldn't change a thing

Through the years I've been fighting

Feelings I've been trying to hide

I capture Camryn’s gaze with mine, analyzing her reaction to the unexpressed words that have been living inside my heart for years. Her caramel colored eyes dart nervously back and forth. I search her face, trying to get a read on what she is thinking. I continue with the lyrics that I know will capture her attention.

You're the one who's got a hold on me

It's been you who has always had my heart.

You've held it in the palm of your hand,

Cradling it ever so gently.

I wonder what you dream about at night

It's only you I see when I close my eyes

Your smile that blinds me

Or your laugh that warms me

The entire song, I haven’t taken my eyes off of her. Her eyes grow large and fill with tears. I can see there are so many thoughts running through her head. She has never been one who could hide her emotions from me. I watch the play of emotion on her face. Her lids slip down over her eyes as I sing to her. My eyes never leave her for an instant. This moment is about Camryn and me. I focus all my attention on her, as if it is just the two of us in this room. The sound of each pluck of the strings from Parker’s guitar melt into the next as my vocals fill the room.

It took me some time to realize it,

But once I did, my heart only beats for you

For years I’ve watched us grow

Grow from friends to more

You know it in your heart

Even the times we’ve spent apart

You feel it too, I know you do

The huskiness lingers in my tone as I sing the last line.

Can we continue on this path from friends to lovers?

When the song ends, the entire room is silent. A few girls in the front of the stage wipe their eyes. I see Cami dab her face, then Morgan pulls her in for a hug. Morgan runs her hand up and down her back, then lifts her gleaming eyes to me. She gives me a thumbs up.

CAMRYN

JAMIE’S HAND IS
clasped with mine as he pulls me into his apartment. Tonight was amazing. I was taken back a little by his performance tonight, but after seeing him on stage telling me how he feels, I realize my heart belongs to Jamie. It always has. As he stood on stage and performed those songs, it made it clear as day. I fall more in love with Jamieson Banks . . . my Jamie.

We’ve touched, we’ve kissed, but we have never actually made love yet. My body aches to be cherished by him . . . to have him inside of me. He never pushes me. Actually, I seem to be the only one pushing. He continues to put the brakes on our foreplay. I’m ready to take the next step. The thought of Jamie’s hands on me doesn’t terrify me, the way it would have weeks ago. My body craves his touch now, I need to rid myself of the visions and feelings that torment me and replace them with more pleasurable ones.

The poor man must have a severe case of blue balls my now. But at the end of the day, he has never once complained. I’m not sure if he stops because he thinks I need him to, or whether he stops for an entirely different reason. If I were to guess, I know it’s because he wants our first time together to be special and doesn’t want to feel like he is pushing me to do something I’m not ready for.

So tonight, I am taking control. Once the apartment door is shut, I free my hand from his then push his body against the door. His head draws back, his eyes are wide. I know I startled him with my movement. I have to say, I surprised myself. I have never been the aggressor in the relationship. The way Jamie focused his attention on me while performing sparked a raging inferno inside of me. One that only Jamie can put out.

His eyes move up and down my body, then lock on mine. He doesn’t say a word while I slowly place my hands under his shirt caressing his ab muscles lightly with my fingertips. Jamie sucks in a breath, his muscles tighten under my touch. I trace the outline of his muscles, then gradually work my way over his chest. I focus my attention on his face trying to get a read on what is going through his mind as he continues to stare at me.

His jaw clenches, his eyes slightly narrow. Jamie is trying to control himself, fighting with the idea that I’m the one initiating this. He is the one who has always been in control of our make out sessions. Well, I have news for him, I plan on torturing him until the words “we need to stop” are no longer in his vocabulary.

My fingertips gently outline his nipples, causing him to suck in a quick breath. His nipples harden immediately from being teased. I gradually work my way back down his torso causing goosebumps to blanket his chest. I reach for the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up to reveal his beautiful body. His chest displays vibrant colorful designs inked on his skin. Jamie reaches behind the back of his neck, pulling the shirt quickly over his head, then tosses it on the floor.

Jamie’s chest rises and falls fast and I can see that I’m having an effect on him. The fact he hasn’t spoken a word since we entered the apartment says more than any verbal queues could tell me. The bulge that is straining against his jeans confirms it. I try to hide my smile knowing that I am capable of doing this to him.

My hand deliberately moves to cup his growing erection. Jamie leans his head back against the door, closing his eyes. Slowly, I massage him with my hand. My pulse quickens as his erection becomes harder from my touch. He is big . . . bigger than I remember.

A low growl escapes Jamie’s throat. He lifts his head focusing his hazel eyes on me. His eyes shift from my eyes to my mouth, then to my chest, then back to my mouth. His tongue gently moistens his lips. His entire body tenses as I continue to massage his hardened erection. He wraps his arms around my waist pulling me flush against him, trapping my hand from moving.

With his one arm still wrapped around me, he takes his other hand placing a finger under my chin making me look at him. “Are you sure about this, Tink?” he asks with concern laced in his voice.

I nod.

“I need to hear you say it. I need you to tell me what you want.”

Swallowing deeply, I tell him what he wants to hear. I tell him what I want him to do. What I need him to do. “I’m sure, Jamie.” My voice shakes.

I stand on my tiptoes trying to get closer to his lips and whisper, “I want you to make love to me. I know you’ve been holding back, but I’m ready to take this next step.” A little nervousness creeps up, but it’s not because of what happened, it’s because this moment is with Jamie. All about me and Jamie.

My lips brush against his, making my entire body tingle.

Jamie captures my lips with his. His tongue slides along to part them, causing me to open my mouth. Our tongues move slow at first, then our kiss grows heated. Jamie breaks the kiss, pulling away from me to cup my face with his hands. Immediately, I miss his lips on mine.

“I know you said you want this, baby, but if you change your mind at any time, we don’t have to. I would never push you to do something you don’t want to do,” he says with trepidation in his voice.

I step back from him, and reach for his hand. I continue taking steps backwards toward his bedroom. “I’ve never been more sure of anything than I am of this right now. I know I’m safe with you. This is me telling you that I want you to make love to me, Jamie.”

Unspoken words transpire between us as he watches me knowing I am giving him the silent okay that I am fine. My hands move toward my belt and Jamie stops me. “You are not going to undress yourself. That’s my job.”

He unfastens my belt, tossing it to the floor. Then his fingers unbutton my jeans. His hands touch my waistline causing goosebumps to cover my body now. The prolonged anticipation is almost unbearable.

He grips the hem of my shirt, slowly bringing it up my body and over my head revealing my black lace bra.

He scans my body slowly and seductively. His gaze slides downward taking in my body. My heart jolts and my pulse pounds. A look comes into his eyes, one that says he’s so ready for this moment.

Taking a deep, unsteady breath, I step backward. An electrifying shudder reverberates through my body. Jamie reaches out, his strong hands grasp my hips, pulling my body flush against his chest.

Jamie places kisses on my chest, on the swells of my breasts and lightly bites my nipple over my bra. “No part is going to be untouched by me, baby.”

My hands find the top of his jeans. I fumble with the button, then slide his zipper down.

“Let me help you out.” His voice, deep and sensual, sending a ripple of awareness through me. Jamie quickly removes his pants and boxers, leaving him completely naked in front of me.

His tall figure moves closer toward me, leaving no space between us. He eases the lacy cup of my bra aside revealing my breast. He fondles one small globe, my rosy nipple is marble hard. His tongue caresses my swollen nipple as he continues his torturous attack on my breasts. My nipples are so sensitive, I could probably climax from just this.

Loving the reaction he is getting from me, he shows my other nipple the same attention, taking it into his mouth, sucking on my breast. A moan escapes me as his teeth bite down gently on my nipple. I need more than this, I need him inside me now.