Tainted Desire (Desire Series, #1) (18 page)

     I think a few people look up because he lifts me and drags me back a few feet near the lounge chair, both of us out of breath and panting. He squats down and drags the blanket back over to us. He pats my ass to get me moving and motions to the lounge chair. He sits first and I sit between his legs, then he pulls the blanket up to cover us. Still slightly out of breath he says, “Jesus Christ that was intense. Did you feel it too?”

     “It’s always extremely intense with you. I’m a lucky girl.” I tell him, resting my head against him exhausted. “But I could really use that beer now.”

     We drink two beers each
, while lounging under the stars and talking about everything and nothing at the same time. I’m so exhausted but tired in a good way, that feeling of relaxation you get after great sex and an orgasm. So relaxed that your brain is telling you to get up and move, however your limbs won’t budge. I dismiss the idea of going inside and fall asleep in the arms of my magnificent lover. 

     I wake up completely disoriented for a few minutes until I look down and see Kylie tucked under my arm sound asleep. She has an arm wrapped around my waist and a leg thrown over my legs. She’s beautiful with her eyelashes resting on her cheeks, breathing softly, and those kissable lips slightly parted. I have the blanket wrapped around both of us, but can feel the softness of her breasts against my chest. Just the thought of her naked body beneath the blanket, is enough to wake things up down below. 

     I fight back the urges in me and gently rub my hand along the soft skin of her hip, wanting to rub so much more. She stirs slightly and shifts her body so she’s almost completely on top of me. Her hip is now resting right next to my fully erect
dick; this definitely does not help my situation one bit. I wrap my arms further around her rubbing her lower back, intending to be a gentleman, until I feel the swell of her ass. She’s so round and supple; I can’t help but to run my hands over her silky skin.

     “Good Morning, Cameron. I can see you are fully awake,” I tease him, sliding my entire body on top of his.

     “I was trying to behave, I swear. I just can’t keep my hands off you. I’m sorry I woke you up,” he remarks.

     I raise up to get a kiss by placing my hands on the lounge chair on each side of his body. His eyes and one hand instantly go to my chest pulling and rolling my nipple between his fingers. I grind my pelvis against him and he lets out a soft moan. “I was getting up to get a kiss. I think I would rather have your mouth sucking my nipple.” His eyes go wide and he leans forward.

     “If you insist ma’am, I aim to please.” He growls, drawing my nipple into his mouth and gently sucking. 

     The lounge chair is far enough back on the balcony that I don’t think anyone can see us from the street. I raise the blanket back up around my
shoulders nonetheless, just in case. He continues to suck my nipples changing on and off between them. He seems so sensual, almost delicate with the way he’s working his mouth on my body this morning. His hands go to my hips caressing my skin. The combination of his mouth and his hands sliding against me is too much; my body is on fire for him. I feel my arousal pooling between my thighs.

     “I hope this chair is sturdy.” I lift my hips off his pelvis allowing his erection to spring up. 

     “If it isn’t, you will land on top of me,” he jokes staring into my eyes.

    With his hands still on my hips, his eyes on my body, I sink down on him slowly as he watches our bodies merge. He groans loudly as I reach his base, he’s buried deep inside me; he uses his hands to encourage me to slide back up his length. I lean forward and our mouths meet for a slow long lazy kiss. I want him deeper
, so I stretch my legs out on top of his. He grabs me by the ass and pushes my body down while raising his hips from below me. He controls our pace with his hands on my ass, slow and deep. My legs are still on top of his closed, together creating a wonderful rubbing sensation for both of us. He groans loudly, grasping my ass, sliding through my slickness, my clit rubbing just right against his pelvis.

     “You like?” 

     He groans, “Most definitely, but I’m not going to last much longer.” 

     “Me neither,” I gasp while tightening my pelvis muscles around his cock.

     “Oh Jesus, that feels good. Don’t stop, I want us both to come this way, slow and deep.” He begs, keeping up the slow-moving pace.

     I can feel the ridge from the head of his dick rubbing me with each long and slow stroke. It’s not going to be long before I come undone.

     “Cameron, rub me back there like you did last night,” I plead.

     He reaches a hand behind me, dipping down to lubricate his finger in my juices,
and then slides his finger up to my opening, just fondling the outside. I clamp down on him and he pushes his dick deep while inserting his finger part way. He keeps his finger still, yet letting me rock my hips on his dick and finger at the same time. It’s the most erotic feeling I have ever experienced. I throw my head back, slide down on both, and fall completely apart.

     He comes a few seconds after me, grabbing my ass hard and holding it in place while he thrusts his hips with each squirt. I collapse on top of him as he wraps his arms around me kissing the side of my face.

     “Holy fuck, I don’t think I have ever seen a woman look more erotic than you just did while coming. Just the site of you with your head thrown back made me come, and come hard.”

     A bit embarrassed I whisper, “You make me feel things I have never felt before. I dreamed about what it would be like with
you; however the dreams were nothing compared to reality. I’m certainly a lucky lady.”

     “No, I’m the lucky one getting to put that look of pure pleasure on your face. I want to keep that look of desire in your eyes. Promise me we will never let things get boring, even if we are together for fifty years, I want every time to be exciting.”

     “I don’t foresee things getting boring any time soon but if they do, we can always go to one of those adult book stores and buy things to spice it up.” 

     “Kylie Jenkins!” He shouts, grabbing my chin to look up at him. “You have a filthy little mind don’t you
?”

     I put my head down a bit looking away from his eyes so he doesn’t see my smile. “Well if that is what you think about me, maybe we should just stop having sex.” I pout while starting to get up.

     “What? You know I was only kidding. Let’s get our lazy asses up, take a shower, and start our day. I don’t have to go to the track so I’m all yours. Any ideas?” 

     “Well, I would like to go shopping before tomorrow. With my mom and dad here, I won’t have time to go shopping for work clothes. I have to start the Monday after they leave. They leave on Sunday, so there will be no time to shop,” I explain.

     “Shopping it is. I thought they would provide uniforms at a fancy place like that.”

     “I have to buy basic black skirts and long sleeve white button down tops, they provide the bow tie and vest.” 

     We shower together soaping each other up but stopping there, if we continue, we will never get out of the house. Since its late morning, we decide to skip breakfast and pick up some lunch at the mall. I can’t believe he’s going to go clothes shopping with me. I guess Courtney was right he would do anything to be around me. Most men shy away from shopping with women. I’m getting used to this mall, so I tell him to park near Macy’s, they usually have a lot of clearance racks that I’m hoping I can find what I need. I’m still on a strict budget until I get my first paycheck.

     As we are walking through the store on our way to the women’s department, Cameron suddenly yanks my arm towards the lingerie. He holds
up a little black silk nightie with red trim and matching panties. Now I’m the one raising my eyebrows.

     “Now these are acceptable pajamas. I would love to see you coming to bed in something this sexy. What do you say; can I buy this for you?
” He asks me, visibly excited at the thought of me wearing something like that.

     “Those are hardly pajamas. Besides, those aren’t meant for sleeping in. Usually an outfit like that is used to visually arouse your partner and then it quickly comes off.” 

     “Well I’m all for visual arousal and taking this off you. Would you wear it?”

     “If it would make you happy, I will wear it.” 

     “Oh, it’s already making me happy.” He groans, rubbing against me a bit.

     “Cameron, we are in the middle of Macy’s, I’m going to go look for what I need. Don’t get arrested lingering around the lingerie department,” I giggle walking away.

     “Hey, what size?” He yells embarrassing me a bit.

      I walk back within hearing distance, “Size four.”

     I’m browsing the clearance racks, finding a few items that will work for uniforms, when Cameron comes over swinging his little shopping bag with a huge smile on his face. He’s so crazy, but I love that he’s not embarrassed to buy me items like that. “I found a couple other things I had the lady throw in too.  I can’t wait until you do a modeling session,” he smirks.

     “You said I had a dirty mind? You’re the one that has that dirty smirk on your face. What else did you get?” I
ask eager to know.

     “You will have to wait until we get home to see,
” Cameron smiles.

     He has been referring to his place as home a lot lately. I don’t want to hurt his feelings, but I don’t live there. I’m still undecided what I would do if he officially asks me to move in. Although, I do spend almost all my time at his place, because I’d feel uncomfortable being in Courtney’s condo all day long with her boyfriend while she’s at work. Maybe I would move in with him if he asked, he’s so different from Dylan. I can’t let one bad relationship haunt me for the rest of my life.

    “Well I think this is about all I’m going to find for now. I have two skirts and two blouses to start with. I can pick up more when I get paid.”  I announce, a tad depressed, as I should have been working already.

     “If it’s a money issue, I can always buy more for you. I got an advance from the owner of my race car and money isn’t an issue.” 

     “I don’t want to start borrowing money from people. I can wait, it’s no big deal.” 

     “Who said anything about you borrowing the money? I said I could buy them for you,” Cameron explains. 

     “Oh no! I’m not going to have you supporting me; I need to know I can support myself. It’s just something I have to do, Cameron.” 

     “Okay, okay.” He raises his hands in surrender. “More money I can save to buy you a diamond.”

     What did he just say? OH EMMMM GEEEE, my heart is pounding out of my chest, maybe he was just talking about earrings or a necklace.

     I pay for my items and we leave the store walking through the mall hand in hand. My heart is still pounding in my chest from what he said back in the store. We definitely love each other, but a ring already. I push the thought away before it drives me crazy. 

     We approach the food court and my stomach growls from the wonderful smell of fast food. This time I tug on Cameron’s arm to get him to come with me to eat. I look around at the different restaurants, undecided what I want.

     “I can’t decide, there are just too many options. What are you in the mood for? ” I ask laughing. 

     “You know I could really go for a Chick-fil-a sandwich, it has been years since I have had one of those.”

     “Chick-fil-a it is. It has been quite a while since I’ve had one too.” I agree as we approach the counter to order.

     We order our sandwiches, waffle fries, and a drink each and go sit at a table in the middle of the food court. I love watching people hustle and bustle around, wondering what kind of lives they lead. I will try to figure out their occupation by the type of bag they carry and their sense of style. If someone has bags from high-end stores, they are a lawyer, doctor, or married to one. If they have bags from Sears, JCP’s, or Dress for Less, they are most likely a teacher, healthcare worker, or someone who is on a stricter budget. I know it’s a childish silly game, but I still like to try to figure people out. Cameron brings me back to reality with his voice, “What would you like to do after this?” 

     “If you don’t mind, maybe we could just go back to the condo and go to the beach for a while, eat in tonight, watch a movie, and then I need to get to bed early so I can pick up my parents. I’m glad they are flying into Daytona, I don’t think I could find my way back to the Orlando airport.” 

     “We tried watching a movie last night, that didn’t quite work out,” he laughs.

     “Yeah well, tonight I really do have to get to sleep early. You know I’m not an early riser and their plane lands at ten in the
morning; I’ll have to be up early enough to shower and drive there. I think I might actually try sleeping at Courtney’s tonight, I never seem to get sleep at your place, you distract me.”