by Mia Ford
I leaned back and pulled his shirt and bow tie off of him, tossing them to the floor and then running my hands over his bulging muscles. As my fingers gripped down into his biceps, I moved my hips like a wave, sliding my pussy up and down his clothed shaft. My black satin panties were sopping wet, and I sat up slightly on my knees, undoing his belt and zipper.
“Take them off,” I whispered.
He raised his body up and pulled his pants down to his ankles, followed by his boxers. I lifted his big, hard cock upward toward his stomach and slowly lowered myself, straddling the shaft with my wet mound. He groaned, reaching around, grabbing my dress, and pulled it over my head and tossed it to the side. I ground up and down his shaft, not yet letting it enter inside of me. He bit his lips and grabbed my breasts, massaging them tightly, and I moved over him, dry humping him with my silk panties and deep, lustful stare. I wanted him to want me so badly that he couldn’t stand it. I wanted his tattooed arms to put me in my place, to throw me down and take me hard and long. To do that, I needed to tease him, to build him up so much that he couldn’t behave himself any longer. I wanted to push the animal inside of him out, ravaging my body and allowing me to reach new heights.
I grabbed onto the hair at the back of his head and yanked it backward, exposing his neck. I leaned forward and ran my tongue from his chest up to his chin and then across his lips. He smiled coyly as I attempted to take control, knowing there was no way he was having that, at all. He held me around the waist and stood up, stepping out of his pants and turning around. He tossed me on the bed, smiling as I bounced up and down, giggling to myself. I watched as he took off his shoes and socks and leaned forward, pulling my panties down my legs and tossing them on the floor. I scooted up the bed until my head was on the pillow and leaned back, watching him crawl toward me, licking his lips. I spread my legs apart, opening up for him and his cock, but he stopped short and lowered himself down on the bed.
His face collapsed into my pulsing mound, his tongue reaching out and running through my juices and up to my clit. I moaned out, grabbing onto the bed beside me, feeling the warmth of his breath on my pussy. He reached up and spread my folds apart, moving up and down while his other hand slid up my thigh and flickered through my juices. My body moved against his face as he slid two fingers up and deep inside of me. I reached down and grabbed the top of his head, moving my hips in rhythm with his mouth. I could feel the deep-down urge building inside of my stomach, and I breathed deeply, trying to control it. The tips of his fingers flicked wildly inside of me, pushing me into a frenzy of sweat and screams. He pushed down on my hips, forcing me still while his mouth opened wider and he focused in on my clit, sucking and nibbling as my thighs began to shake at his sides.
My body had never felt something so amazing, and it betrayed me at every move. I could feel the heat begin to ignite in my stomach, and I grasped down again on the bed. His fingers moved faster at my reaction, and I could feel his tongue flicking double time against my nub. Just as his hands picked up speed, my back arched high, and my head dug into the bed. An explosion erupted inside of me, and I screamed out, clamping my thighs around his face and digging my heels into the mattress. I tried to scream out, just like my dream, but the air was caught in my lungs while the passion flew through every part of my body. As the feeling began to dissipate, the air came out, along with a high-pitched whimper. My body relaxed back into the bed, and Cameron sat up, a happy look on his face.
Immediately, I sat up, pushing him backward and smirking as he pulled his legs out from underneath him and watched me ready myself to return the favor. I dipped my head down and grabbed onto his shaft with my hand, running my tongue along the length of his erection. He growled out, feeling my mouth wrap around the tip of his cock and move slowly down as far as I could go.
I gripped the bottom his shaft and began to bob my head up and down, moving deeper and deeper each time. He moaned, rubbing his hand over my head and looking down at me as my eyes darted up, meeting his. I could feel the saliva drip down his cock and into my hand. My other hand came up to massage his balls. Getting momentum and opening my throat, I pulled my hand back and deep-throated him, stopping for a moment and allowing my throat to contract on his shaft.
Suddenly, he pulled at my head, bringing my face up and pulling me forward until my face met his. I pulled my legs around him and straddled him, reaching down and pulling his cock upward. Slowly, I lowered myself down, gasping as his huge cock pushed deep inside of my body. I could feel his shaft pulsating inside of me, and I knew with all the foreplay, it wouldn’t be long. I yearned to feel him come, to hear his voice breaking underneath of me.
I put my hands behind me on his thighs and leaned back, swirling my hips in a wave-like motion, moaning loudly at the feeling of him moving in and out. He reached up and rubbed my clit with his thumb, running his eyes over my entire body.
I pulled myself upright and began to bounce up and down, pulling his shaft almost all the way out of me and then pushing back down, deep and hard. He growled, grabbing onto my hips and thrusting his upward to meet mine. I reached up and grabbed my bouncing tits, squeezing them in my palms as the heat once again returned to my belly. He grabbed my arms and pulled me over, kissing me passionately as he continued to thrust in and out of my body. Wrapping his arms around me, he rolled, using his strong arms to lay me gently beneath him while not breaking the motion of his hips. He reached down and hooked my legs over his arms and began to push hard and deep, our skin slapping against each other and echoing through the room.
I closed my eyes, my breath getting heavy and screamed out, reaching up and digging my hands into his shoulders. As his hips collided with mine, his stomach rolling against my clit, I threw my head back and arched my chest, exploding once again in pure ecstasy. My warm juices trickled down his shaft as my pussy pulsed against him. He growled and thrust himself deep and hard, leaning over me and closing his eyes as he, too, crumpled under the weight of his orgasm. All of the muscles in his body were tense, and his chin was clamped shut as he came hard and long. Once his muscles began to relax, he let out a long breath, looking me deep in my eyes. I leaned up and kissed his mouth, placing my hand on his chest and feeling his heart beating wildly over top of me.
He pulled out and fell to the side, sliding under the covers and sighing deeply. He turned over on his back, and as I turned toward him, he pulled me over onto him. I laid my head on his chest and listened as he began to calm.
“That was amazing,” he whispered.
“You are welcome,” I said with a snarky smile.
“Nice.” He laughed. “Even after all that, no one can take your away sarcasm. I love that.”
“You can take the girl out of her surroundings, but you can never take the sarcasm out of the girl,” I said, laughing. “Okay, that didn’t quite work like I wanted it to.”
“No, but good try.” He chuckled.
“Do you want to stay the night?”
“If you want me to,” he said, raising his head.
“I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t,” I replied, sitting up and turning over on my side, pulling him with me.
I reached up and turned off the side lamp, watching the shadows of the fire dance across the room. It was calming and serene, and the feeling of Cameron breathing behind me felt so amazing. I hadn’t ever felt that kind of comfort from Grant, or anyone else for that matter. I shook the thought from my head, remembering exactly what was supposed to happen after this. I knew that most of the comfort and excitement came from the fact that everything was temporary. There was no stress of a relationship or wondering what would come next. It was just what it was. I knew that I was never going to see Cameron again after that night.
I pulled his arms tightly around my body, feeling the warmth he provided and tracing the outlines of the tattoos on his arms. He smelled and felt so good that I was starting to have a hard time keeping myself from wanting something in the future. I took in a deep breath and thought about th
e conversation that Hailey and I had just a couple of weeks before. I had to convince myself that it was for the best that I was left a memory in Cameron’s mind. He was a traveler, a man with no ties to anything, and I knew it ran through him like blood. I knew that if we even tried to have something, it wouldn’t last, and I would rather be remembered just like this than in the end of a nasty breakup.
So, I decided right then and there, I was going to put all of it out of my mind and just enjoy sleeping in his arms. I hadn’t slept like that with anyone in years, and I wanted to remember what it felt like so that when I went back to the cold and empty bed at my house, I could dream of the feeling. I knew from tomorrow on, that would be all I had left of Cameron, just my dreams.
Chapter 19
Cameron
The warm sun shined in through the frosted windows, stirring me from my sleep. I slowly opened my eyes and yawned, stretching my arms high over my head. I hadn’t slept that good in a really long time, nor had I spent the night in a woman’s bed in years. In fact, the last time I did it was only due to the fact that I was too drunk to even walk out, much less drive my rental car anywhere. This morning, though, was different, and I could tell it was because I couldn’t wait to turn over and see Bea’s face. I pulled my arms back down and slowly turned myself toward Bea, lifting my head up on my hand. I looked down at her and her cascading curls spread all around her, and I smiled. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, with her fair skin, her pouty lips, and her soft features.
She moaned softly and shifted, but her eyes stayed closed, her mouth twitching into a smile. She must be having an amazing dream, hopefully about me and not some other handsome man waiting at home for her. I shook my head and rubbed my chest, feeling a very strange sensation flowing through me. I recognized it, but barely, as it was very foreign to the life I had been living. I was jealous, jealous of any man that had the chance to have Bea in his life on a long-term basis. The realization started to hit me like a ton of bricks. For the first time ever, I wouldn’t actually mind being in a relationship, but only with Bea.
I could already imagine what it would be like to come home every night to her, kissing her face, laughing, watching movies curled up on the couch, and eating dinner that we could take turns making. I could imagine taking her home to my family and having them absolutely love her, a feeling of pride running through me that I got to have her as my partner. I could imagine what it would be like to get together with Hailey and whatever man she was dating at the time, and have Christmases and New Year’s together. At the same time, though, there was only really one place that I would miss not visiting, and that was Aspen. It had always felt like home to me. The light fluffy snow, the long slopes, and the people that just loved to ski, they were what made me love the place. I do have to admit that my love for it used to also include the women, but ever since I met Bea, I seemed to have lost all interest in anyone else.
I reached down and brushed the hair gently from Bea’s face, leaning forward and kissing her gently on the cheek. I knew that she would be leaving that day, and although I didn’t want her to, she would appreciate not waking up moments before she had to check out. Bea began to stir, reaching up and feeling the place my lips had just brushed against. She smiled and slowly opened her eyes, yawning and stretching her arms over her head.
“Good morning.” I smiled. “Did you sleep well?”
“Like a baby,” she said, smiling. “You?”
“Probably better than any sleep I have ever gotten,” I said. “But unfortunately, it’s time to get up and get moving. We both have to be on our way soon.”
“No,” she groaned, turning over and burying her face in my lap.
“Well, I’m sure there is time for that.” I laughed.
“Nice try,” she said, sitting up and punching me in the arm. “What time is it?”
“It’s about eight,” I replied.
“Oh, gosh,” she said, throwing the covers from her and jumping out of the bed. “I have to check out in an hour. I wonder if Hailey is back yet.”
She threw on her robe and walked out of the room. I could hear her walking through the whole suite and then getting on her phone. It was obvious that Hailey wasn’t back yet.
“Wake up,” she said. “We only have two hours to get out of here.”
She walked back in the room, shaking her head and chuckling. I watched as she pulled a brush out and brushed her hair back into a ponytail, having no time to shower. She pulled some clothes out of the drawers and got dressed, smiling with blushed cheeks as I watched. When she was done, she collected my clothes and set them on the bed.
“You might want to get dressed,” she said, smiling. “Hailey will be here in just a minute.”
I smirked and climbed out of bed, standing fully nude by the bed. She blushed and looked away, pulling her suitcase out and starting to load her clothes into it. I pulled on my boxers and tux pants and buttoned my tux shirt far enough to walk to the elevator and down one floor to my room. I needed to start packing, too, so I could meet Glen at the airport in an hour or so. First, though, I needed to talk to Bea about the future, and if it held anything for the two of us.
“Bea,” I said, watching her walk out of the bathroom. “Come sit down for a second.”
She stopped and looked at me, already knowing what was coming. She put the last of her things in her suitcase and walked over, sitting down next to me on the bed. She turned toward me and smiled, allowing me to take her hands in mine. I cleared my throat and took a deep breath. However, before the words could leave my mouth, she cut me off.
“You don’t have to do this,” she said, smiling.
“I don’t have to do what?”
I was slightly confused, not knowing exactly what she was expecting me to say. She smiled and let go of my hands, standing and walking over to her suitcase. She zipped it shut and pulled it down on the floor. She turned back to me and leaned against the dresser.
“You don’t have to tell me that you aren’t looking for a relationship,” she said.
“Well, I was going to—”
“Seriously, Cameron, it is okay.” She chuckled. “This was really amazing, the whole thing. I loved spending time with you, learning how to ski, learning about you, and having a crazy time. I really didn’t expect this out of my trip at all, but I am so glad that you found me. However, I know that your career takes you all over the country, and I know that I can’t expect you to magically want to settle down because you had a few good weeks with me.”
“That is what I thought,” I said, lowering my head. “But my heart, it is—”
“It is fighting you, I know.” She laughed. “Mine is, too, but I want us to keep this, this last night, and these last few weeks in our minds. I want this to be what we think about when we cross each other’s minds. Next year, I will come back here, and I will find you. Then, if we are both in this place, we can enjoy another couple of weeks in each other’s arms. Until then, we need to keep living our lives.”
“I understand,” I said, not sure what to say to that, but getting up and walking over to her. “I had an amazing time. So, until next year, take care of yourself.”
“Of course,” she said quietly as I leaned forward and kissed her forehead.
I grabbed my jacket from the table and walked out, not looking at her again. As I opened the door, Hailey walked in, smiling at me. I smiled back and left, turning the corner and walking down the corridor to the elevator. I paused for a moment, thinking about going back to Bea, but I sighed and continued, making my way to my room and packing my things quickly. I called a car to pick me up out front and looked one last time around the room. Part of me was really sad that I had to leave Aspen, and the other couldn’t figure out my mixed emotions over leaving Bea. Maybe she was right. Maybe this was for the best.
I took the car to the airport and walked through security, checking my tickets. We were on our way to Upstate New York to work there for a couple of months. I
never really enjoyed my time there. The air was thin, and everything was always overcast and dirty. I shrugged my shoulders, figuring it was just another stop on the way. As I approached the terminal, I saw Glen across the hall, looking down at his ticket and holding tightly to his luggage. He never checked his bags after losing them on his way to Alaska and having to buy all new gear. It was almost an obsession for him.
“Hey,” he said, looking up and seeing me.
“Hey, Glen,” I said, forcing a smile. “How was your trip?”
“It was fantastic,” he said. “I saw my family and my sisters, and I had lunch with an old girlfriend. She was kind of that girl that got away.”
“Did you let her get away again?”
“Maybe.” He chuckled. “Work was calling. What was I supposed to say?”
“I knew you weren’t that willing to give up this life.” I laughed.
“You ready to get out of here and head to New York?”
“Yeah,” I sighed. “Sure, sounds good. You know how I don’t like to be in one place very often.”
“Did you say goodbye to Bea?”
“Yeah,” I replied and then changed the subject. “I think I’m going to grab a coffee for the plane. You want one?”
“No.” He chuckled. “I’ve had way too much caffeine already. I just had a red eye from home to here.”
“That’s right,” I said, nodding. “I completely forgot.”
“You sure you’re okay?”
“Huh? Yeah, I just raced out of the hotel. You know I am always late to everything.” I laughed, pulling out my wallet. “I woke up like an hour before I needed to be here, so I packed as fast as I could. I always hate it when I have to rush. I didn’t even stop by and have breakfast. Though I did make a detour and pick up our checks.”
“Oh, great,” he said, laughing. “I spent a bit more than I expected to while I was home.”
