My Two Billionaire Husbands: A Plan for Revenge

Chapter 318: Hearts Beating in Sync

"Whoa..." Greg murmured, his lips curling into a slow, wicked smirk. His eyes roamed over her, full of awe and hunger. "I haven’t seen these twins in a while... and damn, they’ve gotten bigger."

Cammy let out a soft, knowing chuckle as she leaned forward and tugged at his shirt, her fingertips grazing over his skin in deliberate strokes. The heat between them flared like a match to dry tinder.

Greg inhaled sharply. "Wait—are you sure this is okay? I mean, is it safe for you and the baby?"

Cammy paused just long enough to meet his eyes, her gaze bold and full of fire. "It’s not just safe... it’s actually encouraged," she whispered, her voice dripping with teasing confidence, while busy undressing Greg. "Especially in the final stretch. It helps with the delivery."

That was all the reassurance he needed.

Before he could say another word, Cammy moved with purpose—graceful, commanding. She settled herself between his legs, her movements slow and full of intent. Greg’s breath caught in his throat as her hands and lips began their work, igniting every nerve ending in his body.

His head fell back against the pillows, a low groan vibrating from his chest. "God, Cammy..." he gasped, one hand gripping the sheets, the other tangled in her hair. "You’re... incredible."

She didn’t respond with words. She didn’t have to.

Cammy moved in total silence, her focus unwavering as her mouth teased and claimed the most sensitive part of him. Her hands worked in perfect rhythm, stroking what her lips couldn’t reach. The air thickened with Greg’s sharp breaths, his low moans echoing around the room like music only they could hear.

But Greg had been craving her for far too long. The ache to feel her to lose himself in her was burning through every inch of him.

With a soft but urgent touch, he guided her up toward him, capturing her lips in a deep, consuming kiss. There was no rush, only intensity—emotions pouring into one heated moment.

"Let me take care of you now," he murmured against her mouth, his voice low, rough with desire.

Without waiting for a reply, he laid her back gently, positioning himself between her thighs. He kissed a slow trail down her body, worshipping every curve until he found her core.

Cammy gasped the moment his tongue touched her—soft, firm, knowing. He spread her legs wider, diving in with relentless precision, tasting her with hungry devotion. His tongue circled her clit, then flicked and pressed in just the way he knew would unravel her completely.

She cried out softly, her back arching, fingers twisting in the sheets as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her.

"Greg..." she breathed, trembling under his touch.

But he didn’t stop—he wanted her completely undone, wanted her soaking, trembling, aching—ready for him.

Greg shifted beside her, his body pressed against hers as he gently guided Cammy onto her side. With a slow, calculated motion, he hooked her leg over his, holding it up as he positioned himself behind her. The moment he slid into her—deep, full, smooth—Cammy moaned loud and raw, her fingers gripping the sheets.

"Oh, Greg... you’re so hard, baby..." she gasped, her voice thick with pleasure.

He groaned at the sound of her voice and pressed a trail of kisses along her shoulder, savoring every inch of her skin. One hand cupped her breast, fingers teasing the soft peak, while the other kept her leg lifted, giving him the perfect angle to move deeper, harder—yet still slow and controlled.

Her body molded to his, every motion sending sparks through their nerves. The rhythm was unhurried but powerful, like waves building toward a storm.

"Fuck," Greg whispered against her ear, his breath hot. "You feel so good, Cammy. I’ll never get enough of this... of you. I’m completely obsessed. Every part of you—your body, your soul—it drives me crazy."

She moaned again, arching into him, her body slick and trembling with need. His name left her lips in broken whispers as he continued his rhythm, each thrust more intense, more connected.

Greg’s rhythm deepened, steady and consuming, his breath heavy against the curve of Cammy’s neck. Each thrust sent a wave of pleasure rippling through her, but it wasn’t just physical—it was everything. The weight of their journey, the battles they’d survived, the love they’d finally embraced—it all surged between them now, in every gasp, every moan, every whispered name.

Cammy reached back, her hand brushing against his hip, needing him closer, deeper.

"I love you..." she breathed between moans. "God, Greg—I love you so much..."

Her words cracked something open inside him. Greg’s body tensed, his thrusts slowing as if savoring every second. He wrapped both arms around her, holding her tight as he moved, grounding them together. His lips pressed against the back of her neck, his voice raw, trembling.

"I love you, too. More than anything... You saved me, Cammy. You made me whole." noveldrama

Their movements quickened, driven by the ache in their hearts and the fire in their blood. Cammy’s body trembled, her cries growing louder as the pressure coiled tighter and tighter inside her.

"Greg... keep it steady, keep going, I—I’m almost there—"

"I’ve got you, love," he whispered fiercely, his hand sliding down to circle her clit in rhythm with his thrusts. "Let go for me, baby..."

And she did. Her body shattered against his, waves of ecstasy crashing through her as she cried out his name. Her release triggered his, and Greg groaned her name like a prayer as he spilled into her, holding her through the storm of their climax.

Their breaths were ragged, bodies slick with sweat and trembling in the aftermath. He stayed inside her, not moving, just holding her close as their heartbeats slowly found rhythm again.

Wrapped in each other’s arms, no words were needed for the moment. It was everything.

Their hearts were finally home.

Greg gently brushed Cammy’s hair away from her damp forehead and placed a soft kiss there, his touch reverent. No words were spoken, just the quiet sound of their hearts beating in sync.