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Jules tries to arch away but all that does is push her front harder into Cameron, where she can feel he’s half-hard inside his slacks.
‘We’re in public.’ It’s a weak refute. There’s barely anyone in this tiny wedge between the sails, only an older couple drinking champagne and two young women engrossed in their phones.
Cameron’s smile grows even wider and Jules feels her insides heating as Cameron unlocks some previously hidden kink.
‘I know.’ Cameron moves his hips oh so slightly, knowing exactly where to put the pressure to tease Jules. ‘I’m trying to get you to call me something other than ‘cute and daggy’.’
‘Indecent? An exhibitionist?’
Cameron drops his face alongside hers, and whispers. ‘Warmer.’
His breath ghosts over her ear and she shudders. Her nipples bead under her dress and she wiggles her hands free to grip Cameron’s biceps.
‘I was thinking,’ Cameron says slowly, lips against her temple, ‘something more like ‘sexy’, ‘desirable’.’
Jules is aflame. Hot from where their bodies connect, chest to chest, hands to ass, lips to temple. She’s in public and she’s wet and Cameron’s only been touching her for a minute.
And she doesn’t want him to stop.
Dear lord, Jules is like a beast unleashed around him. Her protests are insincere because right now all she can think about is lifting her leg up onto Cameron’s hip and thrusting herself against his thigh until she shatters apart, getting to know more about his musical interests be damned.
The pre-show warning bell starts to ring.
Cameron’s lips press to her ear. ‘Say it, and I’ll let you go.’
Jules bites her lip. No-one ever told her flings made you drunk on horniness.
His arms flex and crush their bodies somehow tighter together. ‘Jules.’
When was the last time she got a decent breath in? She feels lightheaded. Does she want his hands to move off her? If she doesn’t say it, what will he do next? Thrust a thigh in between her legs? Kiss that spot on her neck that makes her shudder?
The warning bell is still ringing but they’re alone on the balcony now. No-one would see.
‘I’m waiting.’ Cameron’s warm breath tickles her ear and she shivers against him.
She can’t deny that voice anything. ‘Sexy. You’re incredibly sexy.’
Cameron draws away from her and all the cool air that moves to take his place pebbles her skin.
‘See. That wasn’t so hard.’
Jules narrows her eyes at him. She feels bereft without his arms around her, and in need of release. Her only consolation is knowing he is, too. That they’ll both be sitting listening to that symphony with their libidos through the roof.
‘I’m going to get you back for that,’ she warns, walking past him and grazing her hand across the front of his slacks.
Cameron hisses, but he’s all grins as he shoves his hands into his pockets and follows her inside. ‘I can’t wait.’
Chapter 14
Cameron readjusts in his seat for the one-thousandth time. He only has himself to blame for being so turned on that focusing on the music is near impossible. He was the one to taunt Jules before the show. But can he be blamed when she looks like she does? In that fucking incredible dress that exposes her shoulders and chest up to the top of her breasts, and that clinging blue fabric showing off every curve. When he had first seen how low it dipped down at the back and realised she couldn’t be wearing a bra, he almost lost control of his sanity right there on the boardwalk in front of the Opera House. How does she do this to him?
Now he’s sitting here, thinking of all the things he wants to do to her. Meanwhile, Jules seems entirely wrapped up in the symphony, moving minutely with the flow of the music, her fingers lifting off her knee every now and then to conduct through a section of the piece.
It feels wanton to be imagining sliding his hands between her legs when she’s caught in innocent enjoyment of the music, but, as he’s been made aware of since meeting her in person last Friday, put him in a room with Jules and his thoughts turn devilish. Not that she seems to mind. He didn’t plan on a conference fling, but it’s good for his sanity that it’s happening. He wouldn’t be able to handle the sexual hunger his body insists on having for Jules otherwise.
The end of the program finally arrives and Cameron releases a shaky exhale as the lights come on, decreasing the temptation to get his hands between Jules’s thighs only slightly.
‘That was incredible,’ Jules gushes as they exit the concert hall.
