Page 13 of Pomegranate Kiss (Charmed in Charleston #2)

Chapter Thirteen

T he sweat had dried on Lex’s skin from a night full of dancing, raunchy jokes, and drinking, but she wasn’t the least bit tired. The moment they headed out from the club to the hotel next door, Lex’s body hummed like she’d upped the voltage.

“Love you guys,” Danny slurred, both Cam and Nellie supporting her on the way—though Nells teetered right along with her. The two of them were in for one nightmare of a hangover tomorrow. “I never had…this while I was on the run,” the bride-to-be admitted, waving around at them.

“More’s the pity you got saddled with the Dukas family. You’re missing out on a whole world of sane friendships,” Lex responded, unable to help her amusement. They stepped in through the automatic doors and entered the far-too-bright foyer for this time of night. The elevator was the goal.

Danny shook her head. “Life would be boring without you guys.”

Lex swiped her bottom lip to hide the affection in her smile. She adored her future sister-in-law. Adrian had chosen well because this woman didn’t even need to try—she was one of them.

The elevator dinged at each floor as they ascended to the sixth. Cam snuck a scorching glance to her. God, that woman. The way the lace of the red dress clung to her breasts had been driving Lex crazy all night. She wanted to slide the flimsy fabric up her legs and devour her. Cam’s inkspill hair cascaded in gentle curls down her back, and kohl rimmed her expressive eyes. The crimson lipstick she wore matched her dress, and every time Lex brushed up against her, the scent of roses made her pussy throb.

This was the longest she’d ever been with one person, if this arrangement between them could even be called that. From the outset, this should’ve been nonstop sexual exploration and no feelings, but that train left the station months ago.

Normally, the anxiety would slam in, the need to distance fast and far, but the lack of labels had allowed Cam to creep closer to her than anyone else had ever managed. She wanted—no, needed—to tell her things had changed. That she didn’t want this to end in two weeks. Yet every time they got together, fear numbed her tongue.

All too fast, she was sitting on the swing after sunset with Maddy, her best friend back in high school, staring at the wood chips as those words tumbled from her lips and her cheeks burned. Maddy’s look of disgust followed, the clipped words, and then, silence.

Or that first month in the college dorms, which reeked of lemon cleaner and dirty laundry. But when she met Lila, they’d fucked on every spare surface anyway. At least, until six months later when Lila found the boyfriend of her dreams. The denial stung the most—like their entire time together hadn’t existed.

Focus on tonight. One step at a time.

The elevator doors slid open, and their entourage headed down the hallway. Nellie and Danny offered a wave before disappearing into their room. Once the door clicked shut, Lex rounded on Cam who already slipped the key card into the door. The light lit yellow, and like that, they were on.

They hadn’t made it three steps inside the room before Lex’s lips crashed onto Cam’s. She claimed her mouth, unleashing everything she’d pent up the entire night while they pretended to be “friends.” There was nothing friendly about the things she wanted to do to her. Lex’s fingers raked through her silken hair before she gripped tight, enjoying how Cam sighed into her mouth.

Lex’s hands didn’t stay still for long. She glided her hands along those luscious curves, able to feel the heat from her body through the thin fabric of this dress that needed to be on the floor, now.

“God, gorgeous, you were driving me crazy all night,” Lex growled into her ear and reached up the skirt of her dress to drag her panties down those shapely thighs. She flung them to the floor and then shrugged her blazer off. The room already swelled to a thousand degrees due to the two of them being alone. She returned her attention to her luscious mouth, savoring the vanilla taste of her. Urgency rode her in a brand new way, like she needed to squeeze every last drop of their time together.

The reason why ticked down in the background of her mind.

She slipped her hand between Cam’s legs to clench her sex. She was soaked, absolutely dripping, and damn if that didn’t make her even hotter. A groan slipped from Lex as she squeezed her thighs tight. Part of her wanted to take her time and savor every minute together, while the other needed to chase oblivion like the next breath. Cam’s moans were a melody she could listen to forever, and the woman was pure need with the way she ground her pussy against Lex’s hand.

Lex bit the side of her neck, enjoying how Cam shivered at the touch. She was half-tempted to rip the dress in two, but she loved the way it looked so much she tugged each strap down to expose those stunning breasts. She’d been watching Cam all night, how she twisted and swayed on the dance floor. When that dusky gaze had flickered to her again and again, she knew who Cam danced for, which only turned her on even more.

Cam moaned, biting her lip. “I’ve been dying for this. You’re so fucking sexy.”

Lex’s laugh vibrated against her as she sucked Cam’s lower lip into her mouth. “That’s my line, sweetheart.”

She slipped two fingers inside the hot heat of her, enjoying the way they glided right into her slickness. Even as Cam bucked against her hand, moving along with it, her fingers drifted up to the hem of Lex’s muscle shirt, and she tugged.

“I want to see the rest of you,” she murmured, hooking her fingers into the fabric. Lex didn’t stop pumping into her even as Cam brought the muscle shirt up and over her head. She pulled her fingers out of Cam’s soaked core to toss her shirt the rest of the way. Lex’s hands gunned for the fabric bunched around Cam’s waist as she yanked off the scrap of a dress she’d been wearing. The panties went next.

The woman looked mouthwatering, all smooth, bronze skin, an inkspill of curls down her back, and round hips she needed to sink her teeth into.

Cam’s hands went for the button on Lex’s jeans, but she paused, looking up at her. She pursed her lips, the question clear in her eyes.

Lex nodded, even as her heart squeezed tight. She always kept some scrap of clothing on, but tonight, here with Cam, she wanted to be bare. Cam’s fingers trembled a little bit when she undid the button and unzipped her pants, and Lex swallowed, hard. She dragged both her jeans and underwear down her legs, completely naked for the first time in far too long with someone other than herself.

Cam licked her lips, the dark gaze soaking her in. She skimmed her fingers along the tattoos lining her ribcage, the piece along her thigh, and the symbol along the side of her neck. Lex shivered at the careful attention, a shade of vulnerable she usually ran screaming from.

“You’re so beautiful it hurts,” Cam mouthed against her skin. She rested her hands against her hips and pressed kisses from her hips up to her breasts, the trail lighting her up like stoked coals. Lex’s throat tightened. She wasn’t used to being looked at like that. The tenderness in Cam’s gaze and the soft strokes of her mouth cracked open something inside her that couldn’t be patched together again.

Lex speared her fingers through Cam’s hair and tugged, bringing her back up. She didn’t just kiss those lips, she owned them. She thrust her tongue into that eager mouth like she fucked it. Her hands wrapped around Cam’s breasts, and she squeezed hard enough the woman thrust her hips forward. Lex walked them both toward the bed even though she didn’t stop kissing Cam. Lex’s thumbs swiped against hardened nipples, and she swallowed Cam’s moans.

The moment the back of Cam’s knees thudded against the edge of the bed, Lex scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed. A laugh slipped from Cam, and her eyes shone with amusement. Lex slid over the sheets to join her there.

“I love the way you just toss me around,” Cam murmured, crawling over to press her lips to hers again. “You have no idea how much it turns me on.”

“I’ve got a little bit of one.” Lex grabbed her hip with one hand and with the other she gave a light smack to Cam’s clit. Cam’s guttural moan reverberated right through her. “You feel so ready for me, babe. And I promised you a surprise tonight, so I guess I better deliver.”

Her heart sped in her chest as she pulled back. She’d wanted to try this for a long time, but bathroom and backseat hookups didn’t lend themselves to much in by way of toys or preparation. However, this time with Cam had opened new dimensions into her sex life, ones she didn’t want to think about too hard or she might teeter over the edge. The chemistry between them was the difference between monochrome and technicolor, the feelings that had deepened with every walk in the park and every midnight conversation when they couldn’t sleep.

Cam perched on the bed, still on her hands and knees, her black curls cascading around her shoulders, and her perfect tits hanging down, begging to be squeezed again. Lex’s mouth dried with want. She zipped open the overnight bag she’d brought with her and tugged out the strap-on. Cam’s gaze fixated on her every movement, those eyes gleaming with desire. That alone spurred her on as she slipped her legs through the loops in the harness, tightening the straps. Her clit pulsed with how turned on she was right now.

Cam’s tongue traced her lips as she zeroed in on the weight between Lex’s legs she planned on penetrating Cam with. Lex didn’t want to leave any experience unexplored with her, not when their window was fast closing.

“Look at you, sweetheart,” Lex purred as she climbed onto the bed. “Already in position for me. You’re a natural.”

“Do anything you want.” The pleading edge in Cam’s voice caused her heart to jerk tight. Lex settled into place, kneeling behind her and rested her palms on the woman’s stunning ass.

“First I want to taste you,” Lex said, yanking Cam’s ass higher as she lowered herself to the perfect vantage point for that soaked pussy. “And then I’m going to fuck you.”

The moment her tongue glided along Cam’s seam, she whimpered, thrusting her ass back for more. Lex drove her tongue into her core, eliciting more moans from Cam with each flick. She reached around to graze her thumb over Cam’s clit while she continued to pump in and out of her pussy with her tongue.

“You feel so good,” Cam moaned, her fingers curling into the sheets. Lex was drenched enough to feel the trail down her leg. Yet she didn’t stop, increasing the pressure and the strokes until the woman quaked with the first of the many orgasms she planned.

Lex pulled back and flicked the vibrator attached to the harness on. The buzz filled the room, sending sparks where it nestled in front of her sensitized clit. Cam’s shoulders heaved and several stray curls pasted to her skin from the sweat glistening between her shoulder blades and along the side of her neck. Lex memorized the form before her, the hourglass curve of her waist, the rounded hips begging to be gripped, and the look of bliss softening Cam’s gorgeous features.

She was in far too deep.

Lex lined herself up behind Cam and inserted the tip inside. Cam’s breath hitched in her throat as Lex glided in deeper, the woman so soaked it slid in effortlessly. The vibrator hummed against her clit, making it hard to focus on anything but the task in front of her. She glided in and out, her fingertips digging into her hips as she increased the pace. Each time her clit smacked against Cam, the pleasure jolted through her, urging her on.

“God you’re so damn pretty,” Lex purred as she rammed into her, faster, harder. The desperation tugged at her like the tide, melding with the driving throb between her legs as she sailed closer and closer to the edge. “If you’re not careful I might have to tie you up and keep you in my bed twenty-four-seven,” Lex growled. The sting as they crashed together was a new sensation, one that dizzied her head.

“Do it,” Cam challenged, her voice breathy. “Whatever you want, Lex.”

Lex’s throat tightened at the way Cam surrendered, at the scrape of vulnerability in that tone and this passionate side that she revealed in private. God, Lex wanted to hold Cam close, to preserve any shred of the ravine depth she plummeted into. Lex thrust into her again and again, the smack of their collisions echoing through the room.

Her clit ached each time she crashed into Cam, palms growing slippery on her hips. Lex’s thighs flexed, the thrusts coming harder, wild as she spun out of control. Cam’s cries lit the air, so loud she half-expected someone to burst into their hotel room, but Lex couldn’t stop now. She was so, so close. Lex slipped her hand around to rub Cam’s clit again as she drove into her hard enough to shake the bed.

Cam’s shoulders tightened as she shouted Lex’s name, and her entire body trembled with the orgasm that shook her. Lex slammed in again, again, again, until the pressure against her clit grew blinding, until the throb became so deafening all she could do was ride the waves. Her nails dug in hard enough to leave marks, and she blinked white as her clit quaked with one of the hardest orgasms of her life.

Cam sagged forward on the bed, and as Lex came down from the insane high, she tugged out of her. For a moment, the only sound in the room was their heaving breaths. Lex’s fingers trembled as she loosened the straps of the harness, sliding it down her thighs to toss it onto the floor.

Lex settled in the bed, but before she could even blink, Cam crawled up between her legs. She spread on instinct as the woman approached. Something about Cam caused her mile-high defenses to crumble, had her questioning her rules and pushing past her own self-made hurdles before she was aware. Hell, she lay here bare in front of Cam as she leaned into the pillow behind her.

Cam’s palms settled on her inner thighs, a hunger glazing her eyes.

Lex swallowed, unable to escape the surge of helplessness in the face of the emotions Cam summoned inside her. A tempest couldn’t compare.

“My turn to taste you,” Cam said, offering a hesitant glance that undid a knot inside her. Cam knelt in front of her and lowered her lips to Lex’s folds. Lex tilted her head back, letting it fall onto the pillow behind her. Letting Cam take control. Once Cam began to lap at her sensitive clit, Lex let out a low groan from the back of her throat, her hips rising forward.

Cam’s mouth felt like heaven. She already hummed from her last orgasm, and the woman knew exactly what pace to set, none of the wild, frenetic strokes from earlier. These long, languid laps had her hips rising off the bed. Lex never let go like this. Always, always, always, she remained in control.

Yet as Cam increased the pace, the clever tongue gliding against her clit in a way that lit her nerves on fire, Lex found herself riding the waves of pleasure. Her hips bucked forward, and her fingers curled into the sheets as drops of sweat pricked on her forehead. Cam’s touch felt delicate, careful, just like her, the polar opposite of Lex.

Her clit throbbed, and she ached for release. Cam’s curls spilled onto her legs, the strands tickling, and the scent of roses was fucking intoxicating. Each lick to her clit had her back arching and her mind spinning. She wound tighter and tighter, the pulse so fierce all she could do was sink into the pleasure.

Cam sucked at her clit, and that tipped her right over the edge.

Lex let out a low moan, sweat beading on her skin as she flashed white-hot. Her entire body coiled tight and then released as her clit throbbed from her orgasm. Lex’s breaths came out ragged, and her whole body quaked in the wake of the bliss rolling through her. She lay there on her back for a few moments, blinking as she sank into her own body to stare at the paste-white ceiling above her.

A moment later, the sheets rustled, and Cam slipped beside her. She rested her head on Lex’s shoulder, and Lex wrapped an arm around her on impulse, drawing her flush to her body. Cam nuzzled against her skin, sensual sweetness wrapped in one heartbreakingly gorgeous package. She dipped her head to brush a kiss on the top of Cam’s head, unable to help herself.

Fuck, she was so far gone it wasn’t even funny. She’d fallen in love with this woman, somewhere between her first snarky response and the tenderness that had unfurled in their long, laden looks. And she had two weeks left to summon the nerve to tell her.

Lex stroked Cam’s back with her arm, enjoying the silken feel of her skin.

“Can we just stay like this?” Cam asked, the question as tremulous as a butterfly.

God, if only.