Tainted Desire (Desire Series, #1) (23 page)

     He grabs both my wrists in one of his large hands and pulls my arms up over my head holding them in place. He speaks while nipping and sucking his way around my breast towards my nipple. “First, don’t ever apologize for waking me up if you intend to pleasure
me. Second, I’m not tired but I would have a hell of a time driving with this hard on. Lastly, you look incredibly sexy like this and I want to devour you.” 

     He has that look in his eyes and I know he needs this. He needs a release fro
m the tension and anxiety that’s building over his first race. “I’m all yours Cameron, have your way with me.” 

     He raises his eyebrows, surprised at my boldness and willingness to trust him. “That’s a dangerous statement little lady.”

     “I know you would never hurt me. I want to experience new things with you. I want you to dominate and possess my body.”

     “Oh fuck, now I wish we had stopped at one of those stores. I would love a pair of hand cuffs right now
,” he groans. “Grab the head board above your head and no matter what I do, I don’t want you to let go.”

     He reaches over and grabs his p
hone off the nightstand. “You’re just too gorgeous like this. I need a picture for when I’m alone on the road.” He snaps several pictures.

     “What exactly do you intend to do
with those pictures while you’re alone.” 

     “Lay your head back and close your eyes
, I want you to just feel.” He evades my question as he puts his phone back.

     I close my eyes and instantly feel the feather light touch of his fingertips starting at my wrists and slowly working his way down my arms, they brush gently along the sides of each breast, then down my sides to my hips making me squirm. The touch tickles but is so sensual at the same time. I feel a loss when his touch suddenly stops. I can feel his weight shifting on the bed; this is rather exciting trying to anticipate what he will do next.

     A loud gasp escapes my lips as his wet mouth draws my nipple in. He has a way of sucking almost to the point of pain but the result is pure pleasure. I arch my back not wanting him to stop. “Cameron, I need to feel you inside of me, this is driving me crazy,” I beg shamelessly.

     “Patience
my love let me cherish this beautiful body.”

     He moves his mouth lower, kissing the underside of my b
reasts and down my stomach. I’m aching to touch his body or run my fingers through his thick hair, but I obey and clutch the headboard tighter. The bed shifts again and he spreads my legs, finally, I will get some relief. My clit is throbbing and burning with desire.

     I let out an audible groan when I feel his hand grab my foot and
he begins to massage my foot with his thumbs. It feels good but I need his touch between my legs. He releases my foot and slides both hands up my inner thighs, I whimper when his thumbs slide up my folds opening me up. He grabs both of my breasts in his hands pinching and pulling on my over sensitive nipples, while at the same time sucking the nub of my clit into his mouth. I’m overwhelmed with passion, my hands come off the headboard, and I hold Cameron’s head keeping his mouth in place as my body convulses through an earth shattering orgasm.

     He looks up at me as he
slowly circles his tongue over my over sensitive clit. The look on his face is so carnal and I stroke his powerful jaw with my finger. He grabs my wrists quickly and stretches the full length of his body on top of me, his movements so fast that it startles me and I let out a little yelp before giggling.

     “You my dear
, need to play by the rules,” he growls, gripping my wrists above my head again.

     “I can’t help it, y
ou had me so turned on I had to touch you. I need to touch you, please let my hands go so I can love you back,” I plead.

     I feel the tip of him hard and probing between my legs as he releases my hands. My arms feel like Jell-O from holding them up
, but I somehow find the strength to grab his ass and pull him into me. His mouth comes down on mine as he thrusts his full-length deeper inside and we moan into each other’s mouths. I raise my hips to match his thrusts. As he hardens, I feel the ridge of his head rubbing my walls. “I’m close again Cameron, please don’t stop!”

     My words make him thrust harder and deeper and I bite down on his shoulder to muffle a scream. Once he feels my body tense and shutter
, he allows himself to climax; his pulsing inside of me intensifies my orgasm and we both go limp and relax, sweaty and out of breath.

     He kisses my cheek tenderly, “Now that my darling was o
ne hell of a pre-race show.” 

     I bat my eyes at him, “I’d be happy to obli
ge before each race.” 

     “That means you would have to come along to all my races.” He argues.

     “Do you have to go away? Can’t you just race in Daytona?” I plead.

     “Baby, you know racing as well as I do, you know that’s not possible.”

     Cameron looks over at the clock; it’s now seven-thirty. “Shit, I need to get in the shower and get going. I have to set a good example for my crew and be on time.”

     He leans over the side of the bed and pulls out a bag. “I got something for you
,” he says with a smile.

     I open the bag and inside is a tank top and sweatshirt. The black tank top has his racecar on the front and a bold blue number thirteen. The sweatshirt on the other hand is also black with a blue number thirteen on the upper left side. When I turn it around, I see his wonderful face smiling back at me with his name below it. I wrap my arms around his neck, “Thank you, I will wear it proudly.”

     “Hey, I was afraid if I didn’t get you something you would wear your Tony Stewart shirt.”

     “Tony who?” I joke.

     “That’s what I like to hear. Okay, I really need to get moving, I’m going to have to tell the guys how you kept me in bed all morning.”

     He goes to take a shower and I put a pot of coffee on to brew.
I can’t believe I’m up this early but my tension level is sky high even after my incredible sexual release. I’m sure my nerves will only get worse as the day wears on. Cameron comes out in a t-shirt and a pair of running shorts looking hot as always. He pulls me into a long hug and kisses me passionately.

     “I will see you at the track in a few hours. My parents will be by to pick you, Courtney, and Blake up at ten o’clock, and then
they will swing by and get your parents. I have to go to the garage, get in my racing suit, and do the fan-signing thing for a while. Here are the tickets and they include pit passes. Come wish me luck before the race,” he says, handing me an envelope and heading for the door.

    
I hate seeing that look of despair on Kylie’s face. I know she’s scared for my safety and I don’t know how to alleviate her fears. I can only hope that after seeing me in a few races it will get easier for her and her anxiety will decrease. Unfortunately, I will be involved in some crashes, that’s inevitable. I just hope that seeing me walk away from them will get easier over time.

     I go take a shower and dress in blue jeans, tennis shoes, and my new racing tank top. I pull my hair up into a carefree ponytail and I apply minimal makeup, as I’m sure I will sweat it off in the first few hours. I throw some sunscreen, sunglasses, the tickets, and my new sweatshirt in my backpack. Around nine forty five, I knock on Courtney’s door and the three of us head downstairs to wait for Cameron’s parents. While we’re waiting, Courtney puts her arm around me and pulls me near her.

      Courtney tries to reassure me, “You look like you lost your best friend, he will be fine, Kylie. Try to enjoy the day and be happy his dream has come true,” 

     “I’m extremely happy for him
; however I’m scared of losing him too. He will be leading this new exciting life. What if he meets someone out there more exciting or worse, what if he gets hurt and I’m not there for him.”

     “Kylie, go with him, you won’t need to work with the money he will be making. Think of how fun it would be to travel around the country with him. Be adventurous before you two get married and you have a few babies, then it won’t be as easy to travel.”

     “How are you so sure we will get married?”

     “Oh please, I see the way you two are around each other. I wish he adored me the way Cameron adores you,” she says, pointing to Blake.

     “I don’t want your brother to think I’m with him for his money. I want to contribute to the relationship as well,” I explain.

     “So go on the road with him and do your pre-requisite classes for nursing online, those will take at least two years. By the time the clinical classes come around, you may be tired of traveling. You’ll be working towards your career but get to be with him.” She explains, making more sense than I care to admit.

     “I’ll have to think about it; however you are making it sound rather appealing.”

     Smiling, “Well I know my brother, he’s determined and usually gets what he wants, and he wants you as his wife. We would finally be sisters.” 

     “Come on you two, our ride just pulled up,” Blake calls to us.

     Courtney and I climb into the very back of her dad’s Durango, since we’re the only two small enough to fit back there. Blake sits in front of Courtney and there will be just enough room for my mom and dad to fit. Her dad looks in the rear view mirror. “Sorry it’s a tight fit but parking will be horrible, this way we won’t get split up.”

     “It’s okay Daddy, we’re fine and it’s not that far of a ride,” Courtney yells up to the front.

     We swing by and pick up my parents then start to battle traffic to get to the track. It hardly looks like the same place I visited last week when the lot was empty. Now the lot is full of cars as well as numerous vendors selling racing paraphernalia for each racer. I hope to stop by Cameron’s sponsors to pick up a few more items, I’m sure his family will want to purchase items too.

     Cameron’s dad pulls into the main lot and I think he has lost his mind. Does he really think we will find a spot in here when most people are parking across the street in store parking lots? However when we get to the barricade, Mr. Conner flashes the security guard a card and we are let through. Cameron must have hooked us up with a prime parking space, have to love him.

     The moms want to go sit in the bleachers while we go do some shopping and walk through the pit area. We find our seats and Cameron was right, they’re awesome. We’re directly in front of a huge stage they have in place for the pre-race show. He never did say who was performing. We leave our moms behind and decide to do little shopping first. I pick up a hat for when my hair becomes unruly later. The rest buy t-shirts, hats, and his dad buys a mini replica of his car. Next, we walk through the pit area so my dad can get autographs from his favorite racers. Cameron looks so great in his racing suit but I can’t say I’m happy about all the girls swooning around his area. He spots me, gives me a dazzling smile, and excuses himself.

     My heart soars as I watch about twenty women follow him with their eyes to me. He lifts me off the ground in a crushing hug. “Damn, I like that tank top on you,” he exclaims, leaning in for a kiss.

     “Seems you have quite the followers already, I don’t think I’m going to like this.”

     “All the more reason you should join me, I might need you as my bodyguard. All sports have their groupies, don’t worry you’re the only groupie I intend to hook up with. Better stake your claim, I need to get back and do some more autographs,” he jokes.

     I grab him by the collar of his racing suit and pull him in for an obscene kiss to let all those women know he belongs to me. “Be safe, I love you.”

     “I will, promise. I can’t wait to celebrate with you after, I sure hope to hell I win so I can make some dreams come true.” He pulls me to him one last time and I cling to him not wanting to let him get in that damn car. Then he’s gone.

     We decide to take a walk under the bleachers where
the food vendors are parked. It smells so wonderful that I have a hard time deciding what to get. There are hamburgers, hot dogs, sausages, Philly cheese steaks, pizza, popcorn and more. Dad and I decide on Philly cheese steak and fries, we also pick up a bag of popcorn for later. “Do you think we should get mom something, I can text her and see what she wants?” I ask my dad.

     “No, if I know your mom
, she will want to come browse herself. Your mom and Sarah can come down after we go take our seats. Now where did the others go?” 

     “They went to get slices of
pizza; I told them we would meet them by the stairs for our section of seating.” 

     After we’re all together, we go to our seats and pig out. The food is wonderful and reminds me of the food at the ballpark where my dad and I used to go to when I was a kid. Once mom and Sarah get a whiff of our food they are out of their seats and gone. They come back a short time later with hot pretzels and cheese dip.

      Around twelve o’clock the band takes the stage and I’m thrilled to find out its Train playing, I love their songs. Now all the groupie women seem to be in front of the stage trying to get the attention of the band. Courtney’s suggestion to go with Cameron is looking more appealing by the minute. I didn’t even realize that the racecars were being lined up on pit row while the band played. Cameron is starting in the twentieth position, not bad for a rookie considering my other man; Tony Stewart is starting in the forty-second spot.