by Wendi Hulsey
“How to convince you to become my wife,” he answers, as I almost choke on my wine.
“Cameron, you know I love you, but don’t you think it is a bit soon?”
“Not for me. I know you are the only one I want to be with. I look forward to every moment that I can look into your eyes, kiss your mouth, or make love to you. I don’t want to lose you Kylie,” he says, almost pleading.
“Cameron, I promise I’m not going anywhere. I love you just as much and feel the same way about being with you.”
“Then why should we wait? We have loved each other half of our lives. If you walked out on me, I know there would never be another I would feel the same way about. You’re everything to me and I want everyone to know it.”
I almost expected him to get down on one knee right there in the restaurant but he didn’t, he just kept staring at me with those mesmerizing deep brown eyes. Eyes I could stare into forever, maybe it’s not too soon. I couldn’t stand to lose him either. I have loved this man since I was twelve. What exactly am I waiting for?
“Let’s see how convincing you are tonight that you love me. This dinner is a good start. Maybe I can be persuaded by your charming ways to become your wife.”
I thought Cameron was going to fall off his chair. The look of shock on his face is priceless.
“Would you like any dessert or are we ready to go?” Cameron asks with need in his eyes.
“I’m ready for dessert but they don’t have what I want here.”
Cameron raises his hand to get our servers attention, “Can we have the check please? It seems my lovely girlfriend is more than ready to go.”
I feel the heat of my face blushing at Cameron’s innuendo. He pays the bill and within minutes, we’re back out on the street in the fresh warm night air. He takes my hand in his and we walk back to the condo. “I thought we were going to walk back on the beach?”
“When we get back to the condo, I’m going to run upstairs and get a few things then we will go down on the beach,” he answers, being rather mysterious.
It only takes us a few minutes to walk back. He said he would be back in five minutes so I walk towards the back entrance and wait for him. When he returns, he has a blanket, the remainder of our bottle of wine, and two glasses. “Ready for more romance?” He playfully asks.
I just nod my head and follow him out the door. My love for this man keeps growing and filling my heart. He’s so sweet and always thinks of ways to make me happy. When we’re down on the beach, he spreads the blanket out and pours us each a glass of wine. I take a seat next to him looking out at the ocean with the moon reflecting off the water and feel whole for once in my life. Cameron leans in and plants soft kisses up my neck and behind my ear sending a shiver of excitement through my body. I don’t think I will ever get tired of the way his touch makes me feel.
“Are you okay? You’re so quiet all of a sudden,” he asks, looking very concerned.
“I’m wonderful Cameron. I’m just enjoying the night, your presence, and the peaceful sound of the waves crashing on the shore. Being with you has made my life feel right,” I explain to him, stretching back to look at the night stars.
He stretches out next to me lying on his side facing me, and leans down to give me a long passionate kiss. When we break apart breathless, he gives me feathery soft kisses down my neck to the opening in my dress and seductively runs his tongue between my cleavage. An involuntary moan escapes my lips. “This dress looks exquisite on you, but I can’t wait to peel it off your lovely body.” He growls in his deep sexy voice, leaning in and taking possession of my mouth again.
I feel my sex heating up and becoming slick. I have a way of becoming bolder in my sexual experiences with him than ever before, he makes me want to experience new things. “You know Cameron, you don’t have to wait to peel my dress off, there’s no time like the present.” I encourage in a breathless tone.
He lifts up on one elbow looking down into my eyes and that gorgeous devilish smile crosses his face. “Well, Miss Jenkins, you’re becoming quite the sexual vixen. I’m going to love spending my life with you.” He looks around scanning the beach to see if there’s anyone around. “It would appear that we have the beach to ourselves so let’s get you naked shall we?”
I sit up allowing him to peel my dress over my head. Now that I’m on the beach in just a thong and topless I feel, a little exposed but it’s exhilarating at the same time. I start to unbutton his shirt and tug it off him desperately. He pulls his shoes off and I go straight for the zipper on his pants. I pull his pants and underwear down at the same time, and his erection pops free and I can’t help but take him in my mouth. I feel his hardness throbbing in my mouth as his hands go to the back of my neck guiding me as I suck his silky soft skin. He pulls back a bit trying to pull himself out of my mouth. “Jesus Kylie, you have to stop or it will be over before it starts. You do that so well, I’m going to lose all self-control.” He pleads with me, going weak in the knees.
He lies back down on the blanket next to me and takes my nipple roughly in his mouth, making me arch my back up for more. He guides his hand down my stomach and teases the skin above my lacy underwear. I can’t take the waiting any longer and cover his hand with mine forcing him under my panties to touch my wetness. He skims his thumb over my clit and my body instantly reacts from his touch, arching into his hand. I stroke him at the same time he is stroking my folds, until I can’t take it anymore. I surprise him by rolling him on his back and straddle him, sliding my wetness onto his entire length; he lets out a deep moan.
“There is no place I would rather be than buried deep inside you. Fuck me, Kylie,” he begs.
Under the brilliant shining moon with the waves crashing on the beach, I ride him until we both find our release and I collapse on top of him. He wraps me up in his arms and holds me to his warm body. I rest my head on his chest, hear the rapid beat of his heart, and know that if he asks me to marry him that I could never say no. I love Cameron Conner with all my heart, body, and soul.
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The week seems to be going by too quickly. On Wednesday, Cameron and I spend the day at home being lazy. My parents are off on a boating trip with the Conner’s. I do some more cleaning and laundry; I want everything in order before having to start work. He spends the afternoon reviewing some races he had taped and checking out the competition. On Thursday, we spend the day with my parents. I take my mom shopping and Cameron takes my dad to the track with him for a tour. My dad was thrilled to go with Cameron and avoid shopping with the women. On Friday, Cameron had trial runs to determine the starting line-up for Saturday’s race. Friday night we take my mother and father out for an early dinner at Texas Roadhouse; we had planned to do that on their last day here but will be at Cameron’s race instead. We decide to call it an early night so we can be well rested for Cameron’s big day.
Chapter Sixteen
For once, I wake up before Cameron and take the time to admire him while he sleeps. His dark lashes rest on his cheeks, his lips are slightly parted and looking so kissable. His chin is covered with a five o’clock shadow that I love to feel scratching my skin. The blanket is low on his hips and I can’t help but to rub my hand across his muscular abdomen tracing the line of muscle that goes down in a “V” to the brown curls of his pelvic area. I move my hand across his lower abdomen and see the blanket twitch as his erection grows while he sleeps.
He surprises me when he grabs my hand and places it on top of his cock. “Babe, if you’re going to arouse me while I sleep, the least you can do is touch it,” he murmurs, while rolling quickly on top of me.
“I’m sorry Cameron; I didn’t mean to wake you up. You just looked so good laying there I had to touch you. Go back to sleep, you have a long day ahead of you.”
He grabs both my wrists in one of his large hands and pulls my arms up over my head holding them in place. He speaks while nipping and sucking his way around my breast towards my nipple. “First, don’t e
ver apologize for waking me up if you intend to pleasure me. Second, I’m not tired but I would have a hell of a time driving with this hard on. Lastly, you look incredibly sexy like this and I want to devour you.”
He has that look in his eyes and I know he needs this. He needs a release from the tension and anxiety that’s building over his first race. “I’m all yours Cameron, have your way with me.”
He raises his eyebrows, surprised at my boldness and willingness to trust him. “That’s a dangerous statement little lady.”
“I know you would never hurt me. I want to experience new things with you. I want you to dominate and possess my body.”
“Oh fuck, now I wish we had stopped at one of those stores. I would love a pair of hand cuffs right now,” he groans. “Grab the head board above your head and no matter what I do, I don’t want you to let go.”
He reaches over and grabs his phone off the nightstand. “You’re just too gorgeous like this. I need a picture for when I’m alone on the road.” He snaps several pictures.
“What exactly do you intend to do with those pictures while you’re alone.”
“Lay your head back and close your eyes, I want you to just feel.” He evades my question as he puts his phone back.
I close my eyes and instantly feel the feather light touch of his fingertips starting at my wrists and slowly working his way down my arms, they brush gently along the sides of each breast, then down my sides to my hips making me squirm. The touch tickles but is so sensual at the same time. I feel a loss when his touch suddenly stops. I can feel his weight shifting on the bed; this is rather exciting trying to anticipate what he will do next.
A loud gasp escapes my lips as his wet mouth draws my nipple in. He has a way of sucking almost to the point of pain but the result is pure pleasure. I arch my back not wanting him to stop. “Cameron, I need to feel you inside of me, this is driving me crazy,” I beg shamelessly.
“Patience my love let me cherish this beautiful body.”
He moves his mouth lower, kissing the underside of my breasts and down my stomach. I’m aching to touch his body or run my fingers through his thick hair, but I obey and clutch the headboard tighter. The bed shifts again and he spreads my legs, finally, I will get some relief. My clit is throbbing and burning with desire.
I let out an audible groan when I feel his hand grab my foot and he begins to massage my foot with his thumbs. It feels good but I need his touch between my legs. He releases my foot and slides both hands up my inner thighs, I whimper when his thumbs slide up my folds opening me up. He grabs both of my breasts in his hands pinching and pulling on my over sensitive nipples, while at the same time sucking the nub of my clit into his mouth. I’m overwhelmed with passion, my hands come off the headboard, and I hold Cameron’s head keeping his mouth in place as my body convulses through an earth shattering orgasm.
He looks up at me as he slowly circles his tongue over my over sensitive clit. The look on his face is so carnal and I stroke his powerful jaw with my finger. He grabs my wrists quickly and stretches the full length of his body on top of me, his movements so fast that it startles me and I let out a little yelp before giggling.
“You my dear, need to play by the rules,” he growls, gripping my wrists above my head again.
“I can’t help it, you had me so turned on I had to touch you. I need to touch you, please let my hands go so I can love you back,” I plead.
I feel the tip of him hard and probing between my legs as he releases my hands. My arms feel like Jell-O from holding them up, but I somehow find the strength to grab his ass and pull him into me. His mouth comes down on mine as he thrusts his full-length deeper inside and we moan into each other’s mouths. I raise my hips to match his thrusts. As he hardens, I feel the ridge of his head rubbing my walls. “I’m close again Cameron, please don’t stop!”
My words make him thrust harder and deeper and I bite down on his shoulder to muffle a scream. Once he feels my body tense and shutter, he allows himself to climax; his pulsing inside of me intensifies my orgasm and we both go limp and relax, sweaty and out of breath.
He kisses my cheek tenderly, “Now that my darling was one hell of a pre-race show.”
I bat my eyes at him, “I’d be happy to oblige before each race.”
“That means you would have to come along to all my races.” He argues.
“Do you have to go away? Can’t you just race in Daytona?” I plead.
“Baby, you know racing as well as I do, you know that’s not possible.”
Cameron looks over at the clock; it’s now seven-thirty. “Shit, I need to get in the shower and get going. I have to set a good example for my crew and be on time.”
He leans over the side of the bed and pulls out a bag. “I got something for you,” he says with a smile.
I open the bag and inside is a tank top and sweatshirt. The black tank top has his racecar on the front and a bold blue number thirteen. The sweatshirt on the other hand is also black with a blue number thirteen on the upper left side. When I turn it around, I see his wonderful face smiling back at me with his name below it. I wrap my arms around his neck, “Thank you, I will wear it proudly.”
“Hey, I was afraid if I didn’t get you something you would wear your Tony Stewart shirt.”
“Tony who?” I joke.
“That’s what I like to hear. Okay, I really need to get moving, I’m going to have to tell the guys how you kept me in bed all morning.”
He goes to take a shower and I put a pot of coffee on to brew. I can’t believe I’m up this early but my tension level is sky high even after my incredible sexual release. I’m sure my nerves will only get worse as the day wears on. Cameron comes out in a t-shirt and a pair of running shorts looking hot as always. He pulls me into a long hug and kisses me passionately.
“I will see you at the track in a few hours. My parents will be by to pick you, Courtney, and Blake up at ten o’clock, and then they will swing by and get your parents. I have to go to the garage, get in my racing suit, and do the fan-signing thing for a while. Here are the tickets and they include pit passes. Come wish me luck before the race,” he says, handing me an envelope and heading for the door.
I hate seeing that look of despair on Kylie’s face. I know she’s scared for my safety and I don’t know how to alleviate her fears. I can only hope that after seeing me in a few races it will get easier for her and her anxiety will decrease. Unfortunately, I will be involved in some crashes, that’s inevitable. I just hope that seeing me walk away from them will get easier over time.
I go take a shower and dress in blue jeans, tennis shoes, and my new racing tank top. I pull my hair up into a carefree ponytail and I apply minimal makeup, as I’m sure I will sweat it off in the first few hours. I throw some sunscreen, sunglasses, the tickets, and my new sweatshirt in my backpack. Around nine forty five, I knock on Courtney’s door and the three of us head downstairs to wait for Cameron’s parents. While we’re waiting, Courtney puts her arm around me and pulls me near her.
Courtney tries to reassure me, “You look like you lost your best friend, he will be fine, Kylie. Try to enjoy the day and be happy his dream has come true,”
“I’m extremely happy for him; however I’m scared of losing him too. He will be leading this new exciting life. What if he meets someone out there more exciting or worse, what if he gets hurt and I’m not there for him.”
“Kylie, go with him, you won’t need to work with the money he will be making. Think of how fun it would be to travel around the country with him. Be adventurous before you two get married and you have a few babies, then it won’t be as easy to travel.”
“How are you so sure we will get married?”
“Oh please, I see the way you two are around each other. I wish he adored me the way Cameron adores you,” she says, pointing to Blake.
“I don’t want your brother to think I’m with him for his money. I want to contribute to the relationship as well,” I explain
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“So go on the road with him and do your pre-requisite classes for nursing online, those will take at least two years. By the time the clinical classes come around, you may be tired of traveling. You’ll be working towards your career but get to be with him.” She explains, making more sense than I care to admit.
“I’ll have to think about it; however you are making it sound rather appealing.”
Smiling, “Well I know my brother, he’s determined and usually gets what he wants, and he wants you as his wife. We would finally be sisters.”
“Come on you two, our ride just pulled up,” Blake calls to us.
Courtney and I climb into the very back of her dad’s Durango, since we’re the only two small enough to fit back there. Blake sits in front of Courtney and there will be just enough room for my mom and dad to fit. Her dad looks in the rear view mirror. “Sorry it’s a tight fit but parking will be horrible, this way we won’t get split up.”
“It’s okay Daddy, we’re fine and it’s not that far of a ride,” Courtney yells up to the front.
We swing by and pick up my parents then start to battle traffic to get to the track. It hardly looks like the same place I visited last week when the lot was empty. Now the lot is full of cars as well as numerous vendors selling racing paraphernalia for each racer. I hope to stop by Cameron’s sponsors to pick up a few more items, I’m sure his family will want to purchase items too.
Cameron’s dad pulls into the main lot and I think he has lost his mind. Does he really think we will find a spot in here when most people are parking across the street in store parking lots? However when we get to the barricade, Mr. Conner flashes the security guard a card and we are let through. Cameron must have hooked us up with a prime parking space, have to love him.
The moms want to go sit in the bleachers while we go do some shopping and walk through the pit area. We find our seats and Cameron was right, they’re awesome. We’re directly in front of a huge stage they have in place for the pre-race show. He never did say who was performing. We leave our moms behind and decide to do little shopping first. I pick up a hat for when my hair becomes unruly later. The rest buy t-shirts, hats, and his dad buys a mini replica of his car. Next, we walk through the pit area so my dad can get autographs from his favorite racers. Cameron looks so great in his racing suit but I can’t say I’m happy about all the girls swooning around his area. He spots me, gives me a dazzling smile, and excuses himself.
