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Jules stares at him, totally at ease in only his pants, none of that embarrassment from when she accidentally walked in on him earlier. Consent does wonders for confidence. She counts all six sections of his abs, stares again at the bulge in his pants, feels her insides clench, ready and waiting.
‘Can I come over there and kiss you?’ Cameron asks. ‘Please.’
His voice drops low and the pulsing ache at her core pushes the worries away.
‘Please.’ Jules grabs Cameron’s outstretched hand and he hauls her upright.
They meet in the middle, lips on lips and hands grabbing. It’s nothing like a first kiss anymore. No hesitation or testing the waters. It goes off like a firework, a big boom in Jules’s chest and then sparks cascading down her spine to her core. Cameron tastes like wine and spearmint and heaven. Jules grabs onto his shoulders and pushes her body against his bare, solid chest.
‘Fuck,’ Cameron swears. ‘This is a really—’ is all he gets out before his lips are on hers again like he’s hungry for it. He kisses her like she can take whatever he feels like giving her and he knows she’ll enjoy it.
And she does. She enjoys when his tongue licks the roof of her mouth, and when his fingers undo the tie of her dress. She enjoys it when he pulls back to push the dress off her shoulders and proceeds to stare at her with unbridled desire. She enjoys it when his mouth ghosts across the mounds of her breasts in featherlight kisses before he thumbs her nipples to taut peaks then unclips her bra and gets his mouth on them.
‘Cameron,’ she sighs. He’s not even gone close to her clit and she feels that wave approaching. ‘Bed,’ she gasps, as he grazes a nipple with his teeth. ‘There’s a bed right there.’
Cameron herds her toward it and Jules lays down quickly, dragging Cameron’s body on top of hers.
Her insides are on fire in the most delicious way. It’s like being high but also totally cognisant at the same time.
Cameron drops his hips onto her and moves his hardness in circles on her mound. Jules may whimper. She certainly spreads her legs wider to give him more room to work with.
‘I’ve been thinking about this since you stepped out of your room in that dress,’ Cameron says.
‘You have? I had no idea.’
‘Let me give you some idea, then.’
He kisses down her body, laving attention on her collarbones, her aching breasts, down over her hip bone, right to where she’s hot and wet. He presses a kiss over her underwear and Jules shudders, hands fisting into the sheet by her sides.
Worries come to her about how she looks, and what’s going to happen tomorrow and when they get back to the office, but then Cameron looks up at her, waits for her to whisper ‘yes’, and drags the fabric down her legs. When he licks up her folds to the tight bundle of nerves all she can think of is bliss and pleasure.
‘Cameron.’ She shudders as his tongue works over her clit, little flicks then big circles all around until she’s shaking, hovering. ‘I need …’
Words fail, but Cameron’s already there, sliding a finger inside her, rubbing at her entrance and with one more lick she’s gone, shuddering through an orgasm that leaves her flushed all over and breathing heavily.
Cameron grins at her from between her legs, lips wet with her slick. Jules’s insides clench.
‘You need to be naked,’ she says.
Cameron unbuttons his pants and starts dragging the zipper down. Jules is transfixed. Holy shit. She can’t get a deep breath in.
‘I … fuck.’ Cameron stops, sitting back on his calves. ‘I didn’t pack any condoms.’
‘I did! I did. They’re in my—’ Jules jumps out of bed, any notion of self-consciousness gone with the promise of another orgasm and finally feeling Cameron inside her. ‘My friend insisted on packing one into every bag and pocket I have. Ah-ha!’
Jules spins, triumphant, and almost drops the condom when she realises Cameron is now naked on the bed.
Cameron. Naked. On the bed.
Her mouth pops open. He’s leaning against the headboard, arms extended across the back of it, making no move to hurry Jules as she stares like he’s a masterpiece in a gallery. Tanned skin, muscles everywhere, abs and arms and thighs. Jules gulps. His erection stands proud and thick enough she’s glad he said he was going to push in slow.
‘Wow,’ she breathes.
‘I could say the same.’ He extends a hand to her and Jules follows it right back to the bed and manoeuvres until she’s beneath his body. It feels like she never left. How could she have gotten used to this so quickly? It’s like her fantasies have been study for the real thing.
He slides the condom on with practised ease and then he’s right there at her entrance and things between them are about to change.
‘Ready?’ Cameron checks.
