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THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY
    Kerrianne Coombes
    Copyright © 2012

    PROLOGUE

    “ Are
you sure?” Will asked. His voice shook and his words came out
on a tight breath. When Cammy nodded his heart stuttered to a stop.
Laid on his bed with her light brown hair fanned out, she looked like
a storybook fairy; an illusion of absolute beauty. Will wondered just
how the fuck she came to be his.
    “ Did
I tell you that I loved you?” Oh, and he did. He was well and
truly smitten with Cammy and her beautiful hazel eyes. Yeah, he was
only eighteen and green as the hills of the countryside, but he knew
what love was.
    It
was lying in his arms, on his bed—smiling at him.
    She
giggled and nodded again. “Yes, you did.” She raised her
hand and brushed her soft fingers over his face. Will savored the
gentle touch, he lived for those hands and the feelings they gave
him. No one had ever touched him with such care, such soul-burning
kindness, and he would run over burning coals to have Cammy in his
arms. “Did I tell you the same?” She smiled and her eyes
sparkled with delight.
    Will
smiled back and leaned down to kiss her. Immediately she lifted her
head and accepted his mouth, accepted and added to his kiss. She was
like a living flame in his arms, a fragile, intense fire that set
alight his senses. Her hands threaded into his hair, her slim body
undulated next to him, making him hard as wood and desperate to have
her. She always did this to him, always had him on the edge of his
control. She made his blood boil in his veins and his heart fit to
burst. She was relentless in her pursuit of sex.
    But
Will was determined to wait.
    “ Please,
Will,” she whispered against his mouth. He felt her breath
tickle over his skin, as her hand moved down his stomach and towards
his aching shaft. For a pulse-beat of time Will waited. He wanted so
desperately to know what it was like to make love to Cammy. He knew
what her hands felt like. Hell, he knew what her mouth felt like.
    But,
God, to feel her pussy, tight and hot…
    Tonight.
    Will
found his mind somewhere in the hormone-drenched need, and grabbed at
her wrist. He had a plan, and having a fast fuck on his scruffy bed
was not it. Cammy was special, she was so utterly perfect, he wanted
her first time to be wonderful for her. He wanted her to remember it
forever and know that Will loved her. He knew she was too good for
him, he knew it with a cold certainty. She would one day grow tired
of him and his lack of prospects. She was clever and bright, a jewel
amongst the rabble of their town. He felt like an art thief stealing
the Mona Lisa. But he had to have her, to love her before she woke up
and left him.
    “ Cammy…tonight,”
he whispered through the haze of his raging need. She pulled back and
gave a cute pout, dragging her hands down his chest again. She looked
up and smiled a wicked smile that had Will wondering what she was up
to. She pushed him to his back and crawled down his chest. Her long
hair tickled at his arms, her