What if Cameron catches me touching what should rightfully be his alone?
The very thought of that excites me.
Even more than what I perceive to be Cameron's kink of being observed during sex.
I part my silken thighs under the water. My fingers brush my slick skin.
Then I hear a knock at the door.
"May I come in?"
He enters before I can speak. Takes a fluffy folded towel and holds it open for me as if I was a child.
My legs feel weak, but I let him pull me up from the water. Droplets slide down my skin.
He wraps me up slow, careful, like I’m something precious.
“Dry off,” he murmurs, rubbing the fabric over my shoulders, down my arms.
My breath catches when he kneels to press it against my thighs. The heat of his palms lingers through the cotton.
He looks up, eyes locking with mine. “Now.”
He leads me to the darkened bedroom, illuminated by candles he must have just lit.
I clutch the towel tighter, but he takes it from me, dropping it aside.
I should feel embarrassed, exposed in front of those wide windows—but Cameron's gaze makes it feel different.
"You're beautiful."
He leads me to the bed, massive and white, sheets smooth as silk. When I lie back, he spreads me open with gentle hands.
“Don’t be afraid,” he whispers.
Then his mouth finds my thigh. A kiss so soft I nearly cry out. Another, higher this time.
My body jolts.
“Cameron…” My voice is a broken plea.
He smiles against my skin, lips brushing closer. The rough scrape of his stubble makes me gasp.
He trails kisses up the inside of my thigh, slow, patient, until I can barely breathe.
“You taste like Champagne,” he says, his voice low. “And salt. Perfect.”
His tongue traces just beside where I need him most. My hips lift on their own, desperate.
“Shh,” he murmurs, holding me down with one hand. “Let me take my time.”
His mouth closes in, tongue flicking, teasing, circling everywhere but the center. I groan, trembling, my fingers clawing at the sheets.
“Please,” I whisper.
He finally gives in, lips sealing over my clit, tongue stroking with deliberate care.
The shock of it rips a moan from me. I’ve never felt anything like this. Not even close.
