Page 65 of Hard Rock Sin

He wrapped his arms around my waist and drew me closer, slamming his hips into mine. With a final thrust, Cameron cursed and went tense, muscles straining.

I clawed my nails into his upper arms, digging into the skin as we fell into the abyss together, clutching each other tight.

After long moments, when the pleasure finally began to subside, I let myself go limp and eased down into the mattress. Cameron fell on top of me. He kept his full weight from crushing me, holding himself up with his forearms.

We lay there together, catching our breath as we trembled.

My insides felt sore and achy. I reveled in the feeling, knowing that it was Cameron who had made me feel that way. I ran my hands up and down his bare back, now slick with sweat.

He eventually pushed himself off me. We lay side by side, our limbs still tangled.

I pressed my cheek to his and snuggled down into his embrace. Both of us closed our eyes and sank into the mattress.

As much as I wished we could have just fallen asleep then and there, the party still raged around us. Loud voices and booming music and the sound of things crashing to the floor interrupted what should have been a quiet moment of tenderness.

"We better get dressed," Cameron murmured into my hair.

"Why?" I tried to snuggle down further into his arms.

"Don't want to leave the party guests unattended for too long. Who knows what kind of shit they'll get up to."

With a sigh, I sat up to gather my clothes. I winced. The ache between my legs was less pleasurable and more painful.

"Are you okay?" Cameron asked immediately, concern on his face. "Did I hurt you?"

"I'm fine. Just a bit sore."

I swung my legs off the bed and gathered my skirt and shirt. My panties had been flung halfway across the room.

Cameron hugged me from behind, his naked chest to my bare back. "I'm sorry."

I turned in his arms and returned the hug. "I'm not sorry at all."

The door of my bedroom slammed open, the doorknob embedding itself in the wall, again. Another laughing couple stumbled in. They stopped when they saw us, just like the last time.

"Ohmigod!" the girl yelped.

I flinched and scrambled for the sheets.

Cameron had no shame. He stood up, fully naked, and waved them out. "You mind?"

"Sorry, Cam," the guy said. He threw Cameron a sly grin and a thumbs up, nodding to me. The couple left, forgetting to close the door behind them.

"And this is why we should get dressed," Cameron said.

I hurried to pull on my clothes before anyone could peek inside and see me naked.

A terrible thought occurred to me. "Do you think they recognized me?"

Cameron tilted his head toward me as he buttoned his jeans. "Why?"

"What if they say something?"

"About what?"

"About me. And you. Together." Nerves threatened to overtake my common sense. "What if they tell everyone they saw us together? What if everyone finds out?"

Cameron stilled. "You… don't want people to find out about us?" he asked slowly.