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CHAPTER TEN

“Hello?”

I froze at the sound of Cameron’s voice leaving the small speaker. What was I doing?

“Hi, Cameron. It’s Alison,” I said, my stomach flip-flopping. “I was in the neighborhood and just… wanted to talk.”

“Oh,” Cameron replied, sounding surprised. “Of course. I’ll buzz you in. I’m up on the third floor.”

When I heard the door unlock, I headed inside and ventured up the stairs until I reached the third floor. The hallway smelled like cleaning supplies, and the wooden floor creaked under my feet as I headed down the hall.

I didn’t know what to say to him. Where would I even start?

When I reached his unit, I knocked. The door opened a few seconds later, and Cameron appeared in the doorway with a warm smile on his face. This was the first time that I had seen him in casual clothes, specifically a white t-shirt and gray sweatpants, and he still looked strikingly handsome.

“Sorry I just showed up out of nowhere,” I apologized. “Are you busy?”

Cameron shook his head before motioning for me to come inside. “No, not at all.”

I followed him through the foyer where it split into an open space. It looked like a typical one-bedroom apartment, but it was clean and tidy from what I could see. “Nice place.”

Cameron glanced over his shoulder at me, his smile weaker than normal. “Oh, thanks. It’s nothing much.”

It seemed pretty homey to me. It smelled nice too, like he’d just cooked something.

As I trailed him out of the foyer, I started conjuring up all the courage I had. It was time to say something. After taking a breath, I parted my lips to speak—

But the words never came because a noise from the kitchen caught my attention. Someone else was here: a woman, cooking dinner. She was the supermodel from the restaurant.

I froze in place, my stomach dropping.

He wasn’t sad or hung up on me. Not when he had her.

I looked between him and her, rethinking everything that happened between us. My stomach twisted, and I started to step back, especially when the woman turned and smiled at me over her shoulder. How was she not fazed by me? Did she even know who I was?

Before I could flee the apartment and try to preserve what was left of my dignity, Cameron took my hand and led me down a short hallway to his bedroom. He turned on a floor lamp and shut the door behind him, stopping me from leaving.

I spun around to face him, my heart briefly stopping when I realized how close we were.

“What’s going on, Alison?” Cameron asked me, stepping closer. “Is it a work emergency?”

I shook my head. “There’s no emergency. Is that woman out there your girlfriend?”

Cameron looked so surprised that it caught me off guard. “What? Riko?” He shook his head quickly. “She’s my cousin. Well, technically my step-cousin. She comes over and makes me food every once in a while. I don’t ask her to — she insists.”

“I remember seeing her with you at The Cavallino.”

“I took her there for her birthday.”

My skin went hot with embarrassment. “I’m sorry. I jumped to conclusions.”

A slow grin spread across his face. He took a step closer, raising a brow at me. “Were you… jealous?”

My cheeks must’ve been bright red. I didn’t say anything, but I didn’t have to .

There was a knowing look on Cameron’s face, and he wasn’t afraid to let his eyes stray, allowing them to roam over my figure and sultry attire.

The silence lingering between us deepened and intensified, my chest tensing with each nervous breath.

“I’m heading out! Food is in the fridge!” Riko called from the kitchen, breaking the silence.

“Thank you, Riko,” Cameron called back, before turning back to me. When the front door opened and shut a few seconds later, he smiled and reached out for me, his hands resting on my hips. “You look incredible. Where were you going dressed like this?” he asked in a low voice.

I couldn’t lie.

“I went out to get a drink with someone. Russell McArthur, if you remember him.”

Cameron frowned. “From the charity auction.”

“I was trying to get you off my mind,” I admitted.

Cameron lifted his eyebrows in surprise. “But you’re here now.”

I couldn’t meet his eyes. “Again, I’m sorry for showing up out of the blue. This is so unprofessional — ”

Cameron pressed a finger to my lips, cutting me off. “Don’t apologise. And Alison? Let’s make a promise not to talk about work or professionalism right now.”

“Okay,” I whispered.

Cameron slid his hands around to the small of my back, coaxing me closer until there were mere centimeters between our bodies. “I’m glad you came,” he whispered.

My hands glided up his strong arms, my fingertips tracing the grooves of his biceps. “Yeah?”

Cameron leaned closer, his lips brushing my jaw. That single touch stole the breath out of my lungs, and my eyes fluttered shut. He closed the distance between us, his lips capturing mine in a heated kiss.

My breath hitched, but I didn’t even care about oxygen right now. All I cared about was how good it felt to kiss him.

Cameron grabbed the back of my thighs, easily picking me up and carrying me over to his bed to drop me down onto the sheets, which smelled like they’d been freshly laundered. He pulled his shirt off in one swift motion, and I stared, open-mouthed. This was the first time I’d seen him shirtless. Sure, there’d been that moment in the rain several weeks back, when his soaked shirt hinted at his muscles. But now, seeing all that skin, all those hard ridges…

My mouth felt like it was literally salivating.

He crawled over me, pushing me down on my back. “You look so sexy in this dress,” he said in a low voice, dragging a possessive hand down the length of me. He buried his face in my neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses against every sensitive spot that he found until I was squirming beneath him.

“Cameron,” I whimpered .

He slipped a hand under me and unzipped my dress, slowly peeling it off my body to reveal the lacy lingerie I had on underneath.

Suddenly, he paused, ripping me out of the moment.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, panic spiking.

He slipped a finger in the hem of my thong. “You put this on for Russell McArthur, didn’t you?”

I nodded. “I don’t know what I was thinking,” I said honestly. “It should’ve been for you.”

“Promise me you won’t even think of going to him again,” he said. “If you ever need to get fucked, come to me. I’ll take care of you.”

“Okay,” I said, feeling slightly breathless. “I promise.”

“Good girl,” he said.

Warm pride spread throughout my body as I leaned up to press a gentle kiss against his chest, my fingers roaming over his firm abs. I had thought about doing this more times than I could count.

Cameron breathed in deeply as I kissed my way lower, his fingers sifting into my hair. He tightened his grip and coaxed me to lift up before I could reach the waist of his pants. “Take off your bra and lay back.”

Obediently, I unclasped my bra and tossed it to the side before laying down, lifting my hips so he could slide my thong off. Goosebumps covered my skin as the cool air washed over me.

Cameron leaned down and took one of my already hard nipples into his mouth, sucking firmly as his hand caressed my other breast.

My eyes slid shut as I focused on how good his mouth felt. The softness of his tongue. The warmth of his lips. Arousal pulsed between my thighs as he flicked his tongue against my nipple, heightening my sensitivity even more.

Cameron lightly dragged his teeth along my other nipple, coaxing a gasp from my lips. A coy grin crossed his face as he squeezed my breasts, caressing every inch of my soft flesh. “Enjoying yourself?”

I attempted to roll my eyes, but was immediately distracted my his fingertips lightly pinching my nipples.

“Cameron,” I moaned.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” he said. “I’ll make it good for you. I’ll make this so good there’s no way you’ll regret it. I’ll make it good, as good as you deserve.” He took my hand and kissed the inside of my wrist.

Despite the fact I was completely turned on, the action pulled me out of the haze of sex and lust, and made my heart flutter. His words…his lips on my wrist…

It felt romantic. Sure, I’d spent the past few years lusting after him, but in that moment, I felt more .

Cameron pressed a lingering kiss against my lips, and my thoughts dissolved. “I’ve been dying to taste you again.”

I made a noise that was a mix of a moan and whimper as my gaze shifted down to his insanely talented mouth. “ Please.”

In one smooth motion, Cameron lay down on the bed and pulled me on top of him, so I was sitting on his face, my hot pussy pressing against his chin. I felt my cheeks go hot and pink. “A-are you sure?” I asked.

I tried hovering, so I wasn’t crushing him with my weight, but he grabbed the top of my thighs and anchored me down. “Don’t hold back,” he murmured, before pressing his mouth flush against my center. His tongue dragged through my folds and over my clit, licking me from top to bottom like he didn’t want to miss a single inch of me.

I nearly doubled over at the wave of pleasure. “Oh, fuck,” I breathed, reaching down and gripping his hair as my body heated up more and more as he sucked and licked.

Cameron pushed his tongue inside of me before lapping at my clit, my wetness covering his lips and chin. He didn’t seem to mind in the slightest, putting all of his concentration into getting me closer to orgasm.

Soon, I was mindlessly grinding against his face as the bliss ramped up. His tongue was so damn talented.

Why had I put an end to this back in my office? We could’ve been doing this all week.

No, why hadn’t I shown up at his place sooner? I could’ve come months ago, years ago, and asked him to make me come. Now, I knew that he would have obliged me.

I rocked against him frantically, and Cameron groaned.

I stilled. “I’m not too heavy, am I?” I asked, worried for a second that his groan was from pain rather than pleasure.

In response, he dug his hands into my thighs, forcing me even closer to him. I let out a squeal of surprise, then glanced over my shoulder. There, clear as day through the fabric of his sweatpants, was his erection. He was hard as hell.

The sight worked me up that much more, injecting me with confidence and arousal. I tightened my grip on his hair and angled my hips, my clit grazing his tongue with every rock.

He gave me everything that I needed and soon I was moaning uncontrollably. “Cameron… oh…”

A blissful gasp tore from me as I came, shuddering against him as the pleasure took control of my body.

Cameron grabbed my ass, holding me still as he ran his tongue over me one more time to savor my taste. Afterwards, he dropped his head back against the bed, grinning with my wetness glimmering on his face. “I could do that for hours.”

I lay down beside him, exhaling heavily. After a minute when my heart rate had slowed down, he leaned over to kiss me. I gently bit his bottom lip in a teasing bite, drawing a faint moan from him. I slid my hand past the waistband of his pants and to curl my fingers around his thick base. He was hot and heavy against my skin.

“Fuck,” Cameron hissed out as I started stroking his hard cock. “Every night I’ve been thinking of you doing this.”

“Yeah?” I rubbed my thumb around the sensitive tip of his cock.

He gritted his teeth. “Yeah. I’ve been dreaming of burrowing my cock inside you.”

I rubbed circles around his tip, soon feeling pre-cum leak. “I’ve been dreaming of that too. Of you, pounding into me —”

The next thing I knew, he was on top of me. He shoved his sweatpants and briefs down, freeing his gorgeous cock, before reaching over to grab a condom out of the drawer of his nightstand.

I released a shaky exhale, my anticipation rising as he rolled the condom on before pulling my thighs around his hips. The moment his cock glided through my folds and over my clit, I moaned needily. He was hot and thick and hard, and I was going to explode if he didn’t fuck me in the next ten seconds.

Cameron grabbed the base of his cock and pressed the head of it against my entrance. As he slowly pushed inside of me, his face was overtaken by pleasure as I took him inch by inch.

My breathing faltered as I adjusted to the size of him, but bliss quickly overtook the slight discomfort of the stretch. Once he was fully sheathed inside of me, I felt my body pulse around him. “I can’t believe this is finally happening,” I blurted out.

Cameron smiled as he ran his hands up and down my thighs, caressing my bare skin to help me relax. “Finally? I would’ve fucked you any time you asked.”

I shook my head instinctively, because that was ridiculous.

“I would’ve,” he insisted. “From the very first moment I saw you, at that interview.”

I stared, speechless.

“I would’ve bent you over the table and railed you. Your hair was in a ponytail, remember? I would’ve gripped it while I made your legs shake.”

I opened my mouth to respond, but before I could, he started thrusting in and out of me, making me lose my breath.

“You’re so wet for me,” he groaned, watching his cock disappear inside of me over and over. He began to thrust even deeper and harder.

I couldn’t help my moaning as I tilted my head back, enjoying every second. There was no way that I was going to last long. I was still sensitive from my first orgasm, so it wouldn’t take much for him to throw me over the edge again.

Cameron’s eyes darkened, pure desire filling them. He leaned over me, planting one hand next to my head and pushing my legs back toward me.

It was a good thing I was flexible because he folded me, pressing my thighs against my chest as he pounded into me. I didn’t even care about my muscles slightly burning, not when the pleasure was so intense.

Cameron pushed his free hand into my hair, curling his fingers around the long strands and pulling me into a deep kiss. He didn’t slow his pace, fucking me into his mattress without hesitation, and I let him. I surrendered to him, trusting him to take control. Every move that he made was the right one, nudging me closer and closer to my second orgasm.

“So good,” I whimpered into our kiss.

Cameron kissed along my jaw and into the crevice between my neck and shoulder. “You feel incredible. Do you want to come again?”

I nodded fervently, already feeling that familiar tension low in my stomach.

Cameron grinned, but there was deviousness in his smile. “I asked you a question. I want you to tell me your answer. Use your pretty voice.”

If anyone else bossed me around like he did in the bedroom, I would’ve slapped them across the face. But when it was Cameron, I could’ve listened to him talk forever. “I want to come again. Please, make me come again.”

Cameron released my hair, his hand gliding down my body. His fingertips trailed down my throat and collarbone before squeezing my breast, making my back arch. “That’s exactly what I want you to do. I want you to come all over my cock.”

My stomach flipped and tensed. I was going to lose control.

Cameron reached between my thighs and rubbed his fingertips against my clit, making me toss my head back with a moan. “There you go. Come on, baby.”

I barely had a chance to register the pet name before my body was convulsing, and I cried out, giving into him. After the initial big wave of ecstasy, I was reduced to trembles and shaky breaths. My nails pressed into his back as he leaned down, crashing his lips against mine just as he finished with a groan.

I whimpered in tired bliss as his cock pulsed inside of me, a blanket of warmth settling over me as our kiss became more tender.

Cameron pressed his forehead against mine, only pulling away from our kiss so that he could catch his breath. “I really can’t get enough of you,” he whispered.