Page 25 of Only in Our Dream (Moonflower Cove #15)

Cameron

W atching her words sink in with Melanie made Cameron nervous.

What if her analogy sucked? It sounded better in her head, but had she really just compared having sex to skydiving?

Geez, Cameron, you’re such a weirdo. Hopefully Melanie didn’t think so.

The last thing Cameron wanted was for Melanie to think she was just trying to get her into bed.

Because, on the contrary, Cameron didn’t want Melanie to do anything she wasn’t entirely comfortable with. That was the only way their new relationship was going to work. They had to not only be on the same page, but on the same sentence.

“So,” Cameron smiled at Melanie, “are you ready to jump?”

Melanie nodded. “Hell yeah.”

Any reservations Melanie had a moment ago seemed to dissipate as she leaned in and kissed Cameron.

It had been too long since Cameron had been with anyone, and even longer since she had to figure out how to unzip someone else’s dress while kissing them.

The last time had been college, and Cameron remembered more about her biology class than that encounter.

She fumbled with Melanie’s dress zipper before Melanie finally brushed her away.

“I’ll get it.” Standing, Melanie unzipped her dress without ever breaking eye contact with Cameron.

She kept her hand on the top of the dress, careful not to let it fall down.

“Now, remember,” Melanie suddenly looked nervous again, “this isn’t the same body that went skinny dipping with you and Isla at the beach house. ”

“Mel,” Cameron held out her hand to Melanie, who took it, “I love your body. It’s sexy and curvy and I cannot wait to get my hands on it.”

Watching Melanie blush was the cutest thing in the world.

Cameron might have savored it longer if Melanie hadn’t finally let the dress fall to the floor.

Her eyes struggled to take in so much sexiness standing right in front of her.

Melanie’s breasts were amazing; Cameron could say that since her own were far from it after two kids.

The arrow tattoo on her rib cage had faded since the last time Cameron had seen it at the beach.

Same with the scar from her appendectomy a few years ago.

Although they were the same height, Melanie’s legs seemed longer and sexier than Cameron’s. Cameron couldn’t decide which part of her body she wanted to touch first as Melanie stepped out of the dress and kicked her shoes off. She smiled uneasily at Cameron and shrugged.

“So, what do you think?”

Cameron stood slowly, wrapping her arms around Melanie’s bare body. She held her close, loving the feel of Melanie’s breast pressed into hers as she looked into her green eyes.

“I think you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

“Cam,” Melanie blushed again. “Stop it. Be serious.”

“I’ve never been more serious, Mel. You’re beautiful. I’ve always known that but this,” Cameron gestured up and down her body, “is amazing.”

“You’re too much.” Nervously laughing, she nodded at Cameron. “Your turn.”

“Can you help me with the zipper?”

Turning around, Cameron moved her hair out of the way so Melanie could unzip the dress. She tried not to giggle at the ferocity at which Melanie did so. As she turned back toward Melanie, she watched her eyes go up and down her body. Melanie seemed to be taking it all in as if for the first time.

“A lot different than when I was pregnant, huh?” Cameron grimaced.

“If by different you mean sexy, then yeah. Totally.” With cold hands, Melanie reached out and put her hands on Cameron’s hips. “These hips? Amazing. And these?” Her hands moved to Cameron’s breasts, which made Cameron shiver. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay. Keep complimenting my boobs.”

Cameron was instantly transported back to a memory of the night she had Jonah. Melanie was there while she was nursing but was keeping her distance.

“Boobs freak her out,” Vera stated flatly.

“Just leaking ones.”

“Do mine freak you out?” Cameron asked, half joking.

“No, yours are fine.”

“Just fine?”

“They’re good.”

“Just good?”

“Stop fishing for a compliment,” Melanie smirked at her.

The memory made Cameron laugh, which in turn seemed to confuse Melanie. She quickly removed her hands from Cameron’s breast, much to her disappointment.

“What? Did I do something wrong? Was this starting to feel like I was doing a breast exam or something?”

“No, Mel, honey, you didn’t do anything wrong. I was just thinking about how Vera joked you were freaked out by boobs.”

Melanie’s smile softened. “Only the leaking ones. Never yours.”

“Do you think if we told those two crazy kids back then that they would be here now that they would believe us?”

“No way.”

“Thank God we wised up then.” Leaning back in, Cameron kissed Melanie. It was soft and sweet at first, but kept growing more passionate the longer it went. Cameron had no idea which of them would be a top or bottom or anything, so she didn’t know if she should make the first move or not. “Mel?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you want me to…”

“Yes.” Melanie nodded while kissing her. “Touch me.”

Those were the only two words Cameron needed to hear. As tenderly as she could, she laid Melanie down on the bed as they kept kissing. Cameron removed the hair tie from around her wrist and quickly tied up her hair.

“You came prepared.”

“When I saw where the night was headed, I fished it out of my bag.” Cameron straddled Melanie as she looked down at her. “Okay, do you have any preferences or things you don’t like?”

“I don’t know. I’ve only been with Rob and that was very,” she searched for the right word, “vanilla.”

Cameron tried not to laugh. “Okay, well, how about I start by taking off your underwear and then going from there?”

“Like going down on me?”

“Yeah, if that’s okay?”

“Totally. Sorry.”

“For what?”

“For overthinking this.” Melanie looked as if she were on the verge of tears, which made Cameron’s heart ache for her. “You’re just looking at me with so much love that it’s overwhelming.”

“In a good way, I hope.”

“The best way.”

“If that changes or you want me to stop…”

“I’ll let you know. Now,” Melanie shimmied out of her underwear and tossed them to the floor, “continue.”

And Cameron did.

After worrying she would be rusty, loving Melanie came naturally to her.

She took her time at first. Cameron made a trail of kisses from her breast to her navel to just above her clit and back again.

Testing the waters, she moved to kissing her thigh while kneading her breasts in her hand.

Melanie gave her first real sound of approval when Cameron ran her tongue down her inner thigh.

The noise that came from Melanie was heavenly.

It was a mix between a moan and a hum, and Cameron desperately wanted to hear it again.

“I’m gonna start with two fingers, but let me know if you want more, okay?”

Melanie nodded.

As Cameron’s fingers entered her wet center, Melanie squirmed slightly as she moaned.

“You good?”

“Cam, yes,” she happily hummed as she grabbed a fistful of the sheets. “Please.”

That was all the encouragement Cameron needed to go on.

She thrust her fingers in and out while her tongue made circles around Melanie’s clit.

Each moan and squirm made Cameron want to keep going.

Which, of course, she did. Even when she could feel her own wetness growing along with Melanie’s orgasm.

“Cam,” Melanie breathlessly called her name as she orgasmed.

The sight was unlike anything Cameron could have prepared herself for. Melanie’s forehead vein showed more prominently as her back arched off the bed. Cameron’s hand was soaked with her essence, which continued to turn her on. How was that their first time? She had to be dreaming.

“Fuck, Cam.” Sitting up on her elbows, Melanie looked down at Cameron. “Fuck, why have you been harboring those skills?”

“Because one day I knew I’d need them for you.” Cameron winked at her. “I’m gonna pull my fingers out, okay?”

Another shiver passed through Melanie’s body as she did.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?” Cameron could see the concern all over Melanie’s face.

“For coming so quickly. I’ve never,” Melanie looked away from Cameron, “done that before. Not that quickly.”

“Hey, that’s nothing to be ashamed of.” Carefully, Cameron crawled up into the bed beside her. “If anything, I take that as a compliment to my hands and mouth.”

Melanie’s uneasiness faded with her smile. “And your tongue.”

“The real MVP.” Cameron tenderly tucked a piece of Melanie’s hair that had come loose from her ponytail behind her ear. “So, are you up for more? I can go in for round two or…”

“No.” The confidence in Melanie’s voice hadn’t been there before. “I want to know what it’s like to touch you now. If that’s okay.”

“Baby, you have full access.”

“Okay.” Melanie’s confidence seemed to grow as she sat up on her knees. She put her finger under the band of Cameron’s underwear. “First off, these need to come off.”

“I couldn’t agree more.” Lifting her bottom slightly off the bed, Cameron discarded her underwear on the floor beside Melanie’s. “Does talking through help?”

Melanie sheepishly nodded.

“Then do it. It’s hot.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. It’s like playing sexy doctor.”

Melanie rolled her eyes. “Perfect. Time for a cervical exam.”

“Gonna be the best one I’ve ever gotten.”

Cameron watched as Melanie settled in between her legs. She seemed to be overthinking things a little, and Cameron debated stepping in. But instead, she watched Melanie. Watched as she slowly became more confident of herself as she straddled Cameron’s leg before going down on her.

With each flick of her tongue or wrist, Melanie seemed to be surer of herself.

Cameron eventually stopped worrying about if Melanie was okay and worried instead how she would survive the orgasm building inside of her.

As Melanie thrust what felt like three fingers into her, Cameron called out her name.

“Too much?”

“No,” Cameron shook her head. “Don’t stop.”

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. Just help me orgasm.”

And Melanie did. Her fingers and tongue brought Cameron to the edge of the cliff and sent her free falling over it willingly.

As her orgasm crashed into her, she called out Melanie’s name again.

It took a few minutes for Cameron’s breathing to return to any semblance of normal and she was thankful Melanie hadn’t removed her fingers from inside her yet.

Every nerve ending was on high alert as she sat up on her elbows and looked at Melanie.

The proud smirk on her face with the cutest damn thing Cameron had ever seen.

“Did you like that?”

“Babe, be honest.”

Melanie’s face puzzled in confusion. “What?”

“Was that really your first time with a woman?”

“Cam,” Melanie laughed, “you know that was my first time. Now you’re just trying to make me feel better.”

“No, I’m not. I’m being honest. Because that,” she gestured to Melanie’s fingers still inside her, “was the best thing I’ve ever experienced.”

“Promise?”

“Promise. But you can take your hand out now if you want.”

“Oh,” Melanie’s cheeks reddened again, “sorry.”

“Nothing to be sorry about. Come here.” Cameron patted the bed beside her and Melanie hurriedly lay beside her. Wrapping her leg over Melanie’s, Cameron pulled her close as she kissed her again. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

“Thank you for trusting me tonight.”

“Thank you for understanding that I needed the patience.”

“Always, babe,” Cameron kissed her again. “Always.”

They spent the next several hours continuing to make love to each other as they worked through what each of them liked or didn’t like.

Cameron was amazed at how alive being with Melanie made her feel.

She felt like a kid again and knew Melanie felt the same way from the lightness all around her.

Completely gone was the uneasiness that clouded her mind before and, in its place, seemed a happiness that Cameron was thankful she could give her. Or at least help give her.

At around ten p.m., they took showers before slipping into the comfy, plush robes the inn provided. Cameron ordered them a pizza and when it arrived, they settled into bed and watched Shark Tank. Melanie rested her head on Cameron’s shoulder and sighed happily.

“This was one of the best nights ever.”

“I totally agree with you there.”

“We should do it again sometime.”

“How about every night for the rest of our lives?”

“Mmmm,” Melanie wrapped her arms around Cameron’s waist as she snuggled close to her. “That sounds perfect.”

“I love you,” Cameron whispered as she kissed Melanie’s shoulder.

“I love you, too.”