Lacey had to force her jaw to remain closed then because Cameron’s breasts were small and perfect. She could tell just from looking at them that they’d fit perfectly in her hands, and it took everything in her not to try to prove that theory in that moment.
Cameron reached for the button on her jeans and, at the same time, stepped out of her shoes. She unzipped the pants next and pulled them apart but made no move to take them off.
“Should I keep them on?”
“No,” Lacey replied.
Cameron nodded at her, slid the pants off her body, and tossed them onto Lacey’s floor before doing the same with her socks, leaving her only in her white bikinis.
“Good Lord…” Lacey let out.
“What?” Cameron asked and looked down at herself.
“You are… fucking gorgeous. That’s all. Just…”
“Want to skip the massage yet?” Cameron teased.
“No,” she stated. “I set all of this up. You’re getting a relaxing massage, Cam. On the table.”
She pointed.
“You don’t want these off?” Cameron asked, referring to her underwear, the only remaining piece of fabric covering her body right now.
“I do, but not yet.Table.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” Cameron teased, and her hand brushed over Lacey’s stomach as she walked past.
Lacey bit her bottom lip and looked to her ceiling. Why was she doing this to herself? She could have Cameron in her bed by now. She didn’t have to give her a massagetonight. They could do this later. But she’d planned a thing and was going to see it through, so she grounded herself with a deep breath and turned around. Cameron was sitting on the table with her legs hanging over the side.
“Cameron, on your stomach.”
“I kind of like you bossy, it turns out,” Cameron said.
“Does that extend to… other places?”
“Interesting topic.” Cameron moved until she was lying face down and added, “I think in certain cases,directionmight be nice, but I also love givingdirectionmyself.”
“You are such a top.” Lacey laughed.
“I want to be on top ofyou,” Cameron replied.
Lacey bit that bottom lip again and got herself the oil she needed, rubbing it over her hands and then on to Cameron’s back.
“You can, you know?”
“What?”
“Be on top of me.”
“Yeah? You’d like that?”
“Yes,” she said softly and wondered if Cameron could hear her over the music.
Lacey went to work then and began sliding her hands a little more intently over Cameron’s back.
“How do you feel about other things?”
“Like what?” she asked.
