by CJ Ellisson
“Sure thing. You can take your time with me, Ms. Manhattan.”
His face lit with a deliciously wicked smile. She’d seen that smile before. Heck, she’d even used it to let the guy know it was go-time - for him, at least. But she’d never seen it with the sincerity emanating from Cam or used it with the longing she now felt. Still, conflicting emotions ricocheted through her. Me, the girl who drops her drawers for anyone with a hard-on, is hesitating? She didn’t know whether to have him pull into the woods, right here, right now, or drop her off at her home. She squeezed his hand and kept quiet. She actually felt proud of her restraint, like she’d accomplished something. Score one for me.
“Cat got your tongue?”
“Yes, I think so.”
“Didn’t mean to shock you.”
“No, it’s…I told you, I’ve been around the block a few times. I’m…I found the offer enticing, let me say that.”
“Good. I’m glad you’re enticed. And there’s no pressure. Seriously.” He glanced at her. He retrieved his hand to turn the steering wheel.
“Seriously?”
“None. I want you to feel safe and comfortable.”
“Thank you. I do.” She stared out the window at the suburban landscape. “I liked it better back where we were. I always feel…I don’t know, I feel like I have to be squeezed into a box when I enter the urban jungle.”
“Me, too. Let’s keep the wilderness right here.” He thumped his heart.
“That’s perfect.” She smiled. “You always know the right thing to say, Cam Tyson.”
“Do I?” He grinned.
She really liked his smile. Heck, she liked everything about this guy.
They pulled up to his street and he walked around to open her door for her. “Thanks,” she said, accepting his hand. She jumped out of the SUV. “So this is where you live.” She looked at the tidy street with the established gardens. “I couldn’t appreciate it in the dark the other night.”
“Yep, this is it. I lived with Mano for a while but felt the need to have my own digs. Rent’s cheap, so I can afford it. Come on up.” He led her up the stairs at the back of the huge house. “The bottom of the house belongs to the landlords. They’re cool. The top’s divided into three apartments.”
“Do you know your neighbors?”
“Nope. Suits me fine. Mine’s the only apartment with a private entrance in the back. Last time, you came in the hallway around the front. I use the hallway, too. But mostly I slip in and out unnoticed.”
“I doubt if you’re ever unnoticed, Cam Tyson.” She gave him a winsome smile.
He unlocked the door and stepped aside so she could enter. “Welcome, m’lady, to my humble digs.”
She wandered in, looking about the studio. A futon couch with a batik throw stood against the wall. A small dining table perched next to the window. The window overlooked a tiny, well-tended backyard. A couple of books were stacked in the corner. “I guess your ex missed these, huh?”
“Yeah. She went for the expensive ones. Those didn’t cost much. What a bitch. I filed a restraining order on her yesterday, for kicks. Mano says I’ll never see her again, now her demon…” He made air quotes around the word demon. “Now her demon has gone bye-bye.” He shook his head dismissively. “I sure hope one or the other works. Can’t say I’d be pleased to see her again, ever.” He strode to the couch and pushed aside a couple outdoorsy magazines. “Sit.”
She sank into the comfy sofa.
“Please,” he added. “I forgot my manners.” He grabbed a couple of glasses from a shelf, uncorked a bottle of wine and poured a generous amount in each. “Drink,” he said, once he’d handed her the wine. “But first, a toast.”
She smiled broadly. “What shall we toast to?”
“That’s easy. To many more days like this.”
“I second that.”
Their glasses clinked and she took a sip of the wine. “This is good.”
“Thanks. I’m usually a beer man but it’s vino all the way on spaghetti night.”
She took another swallow. The wine started to hit her system. She realized she felt tired, happy, exhausted, happy and, well…Cam stood a foot away, studying her. His gaze felt like a provocative caress. She took another sip and smiled up at him. “Are you going to sit?”
“Yeah. I…sorry…man, you’re beautiful.”
“Thank you.” She gazed at her lap, feeling shy and happy. Warmth filled her heart. It spilled from her heart to her core. “I feel like you get me, Cam Tyson. Can’t say I’ve ever felt that before.” She bit her lip and tilted her head. “How am I doing?”
“What?”
“You said this turned you on.”
“God, yeah. I’m so fucking horny right now I could…but we can wait. As long as you need to, we can wait.” He poured a generous amount of the wine down his throat.
She patted the space next to her.
“Right. You asked me to sit.” He chuckled. “I can’t seem to think around you.”
“Sit, Cam, sit.”
He perched next to her, still studying her. “So, fucking beautiful.”
She laughed. “I’m so happy right now.” She took another sip of her wine. She felt herself relax more as the wine eased her inhibitions. “Are you going to kiss me or what, Cam Tyson?” She set her glass on a small table next to the couch.
He did the same.
“I thought you needed a shower.”
“I did. I do. But hell, I’m completely mesmerized by you right now. All I want to do is…I mean…you can say no. You can definitely say no.”
“No.”
“Okay, that’s cool. We can wait. I’m okay with that. Honestly. I mean it.”
My, my, he tried hard to be restrained, to make her feel safe. No man had been so considerate before. Another laugh bubbled out of her. “I said no, as in no, I don’t want to say no to you, Cam Tyson.”
“God, I even love the way you say my name. You what?” he said, as if her words had been on a five second delay.
“Come here.” She tapped her lips. “And then here.” She caressed her neck. “And then here.” She touched her breasts. “And then make your way slowly here.” She brushed her hand between her thighs. “Open invitation for adventurous exploration.”
“Fuck.” His hand pushed through his blond hair. “Hell, yeah. I can think of a few more places to try out, too. I believe you have an entire universe that needs discovering. I love a good adventure.”
“Using this bad boy, right?” She placed a hand on his erection, feeling the heat pour into her hand.
“That’s one tool at my disposal, yes. I have others.” As she stroked, Cam sucked his teeth, making a hissing noise. “And it’s what you want, right?”
She glanced at the bulge between his legs. “Abso-frigging-lutely.” This time she initiated the contact. She tipped her head and brought her lips to his. She cupped her hand around his neck and pulled him close.
His hands explored her back. His tongue slipped inside of her mouth and oh, God, he plunged it deep…withdrew it…plunged it…drew it back. He fucked her mouth with his tongue, driving her crazy with unfettered desire. She wanted him with a fury. She had to get this man inside her.
She tore at his shirt, yanking it over his head.
He practically ripped hers in two, biting her neck as her t-shirt fluttered away from her body.
Her head fell back in response. A long, low “ohhhh” left her mouth.
She reached to the front of her bra and unclasped it, letting her small breasts fall free. I hope he doesn’t mind the size.
He hungrily sucked her nipples, playing the taut, puckered buds with his tongue. “Your breasts are perfect. Just right. Yummy handfuls.”
Perfect! Any doubts she had about breast size popped like a soap bubble. She clutched his shoulders as he sampled her breasts. Her eyes closed. Her mouth fell open. “Oh, my, God, Cam. Oh, my God.”
He kissed her chest, her belly. Unbuttoned her p
ants and slid them free, letting his warm, calloused hands linger and stroke. He took a step back and let his eyes caress her pantie clad hips.
She spread her legs wide, invitingly.
“Oh, my fucking God,” Cam said. He gave her an intense, feral gaze.
It bored into her like a diamond bit finding places begging to be discovered.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Chérie Manhattan. I’m a lucky man.”
She smiled at him. “Did I ever tell you how much I like the lynx?”
“No, ma’am, you did not.”
“Well, I do. I’ve always felt an affinity for them. Care to meet my red-headed pussy?” She laughed. She felt unbelievably free with this man.
“Hell, yeah I do. I’m told I have a way with wild things. Wait right there. Just wait.” He thrust out his index finger. “Don’t go anywhere.” He backed away from her.
“Where are you going?” she asked, in a pouty voice.
“I need to get something. Hold on.” He backed into the bathroom, his eyes pinning her to the couch. “Right back. One sec.” He disappeared behind the bathroom door.
“I miss you.” She felt cold. Alone. Empty without him next to her. “Come back.”
“One second, babe.” He sprang from the bathroom like a tiger, ready to devour her, holding a small foil packet.
Her eyebrows rose. Trojan Magnums?
“Stand up for one sec.” He pulled her to her feet.
She pressed against him, feeling the hardness beneath his pants.
Bending her backwards, he deftly flipped open the couch, transforming it into a bed. “Ta da!” he said, in a joyous voice. “We’re in the bedroom now. Or maybe we just entered uncharted territory,” he said, a darkly delicious expression coloring his rugged face. He guided her onto the bed. “Oh, baby, have I got something to share with you.” Cam’s face shone with happiness.
She laid back, her eyes bright, watching his movements. “Oh, yeah? Show me what you’ve got. I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” She pushed her hand inside her panties and slid a finger inside her slick core.
“Hey, now. That’s my space. That’s where the Mustang goes, where I belong.” He quickly tore off his trousers, revealing the largest cock she’d ever laid eyes on.
“Oh, my, God, Cam, you’re huge!”
“Think you can handle it?” He stood at attention, giving her a chance to appreciate what he had to offer.
“Is your heart as big?” she asked, biting her lip.
“My heart,” he said, spreading his arms wide. “Is as big as the cosmos.”
“Then give me some of your cosmic heat.”
Cam ripped the packet in two and rolled the condom onto his substantial length. “I’m so fucking horny for you, Ms. Manhattan, so fucking horny.”
“Well,” she said, still stroking herself. “Come and see what it’s like to make love to a big, bad pussy cat. Meet my untamed inner beast.” She eyed him with enthusiastic pleasure.
He smiled at her, a slow, seductive smile.
It made her even wetter.
He took a step in her direction. Hooked his thumbs under the elastic of her panties. Slowly, slowly, excruciatingly slowly, slid her silky panties from her hips, trailing them down her legs and off her feet.
His warm touch stoked her desire causing her body to arch in anticipation.
His hooded eyes met hers. “I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you, Ms. Manhattan.”
“Show me, Cam Tyson. Show me how much you want me.”
“Oh, I intend to do that, fully and completely.” He eased on top of her.
His heat electrified, his belly pressed hard, his chest hovered above her breasts. His golden-blond hairs tickled her skin, brushing against her hard nipples.
He looked deeply into her eyes and he said in a dark, husky voice. “Last chance, Ms. Manhattan. Is the real you ready for the real me?”
Small tears moistened her eyes. Not the big “flood your face” kind when you’re sad, but the tiny tears that mean you’re about to do something meaningful. Something big. Something you’ve been waiting for your whole life. “I’m ready for you.”
He grasped his cock with one hand. Pushed it up and down her lubricated opening. “Here I go, baby,” he said, in the sweetest, deepest, sexiest male voice she’d ever heard. “I’m about to enter this dark, wondrous cave I’ve had my eye on.” He slid the tip inside her wet and ready opening. “And do a little exploration.” Thrust a bit. “Maybe start a fire while I’m in here.” He slid deeper.
She opened wide to take him in and smiled. “This tunnel’s vast. It requires all of you inside me, 100% commitment to the journey. I’ve wanted this since we first met.” A strange, squirmy sensation stirred her belly and chest.
“Me, too,” he said, in a low, voice charged with desire. “Me, too.” He paused, allowing time for her to adjust to his presence.
“And it might not seem like we waited, but we did. I actually listened to myself for a change. I’m proud of myself.” Her voice emerged in a whisper.
“I like it when you listen to yourself.” He glided further inside. “How’s this feel? Are you okay?”
“It feels like you’re coming home.”
“It does indeed. I belong inside you.” His blue eyes sought hers, revealing honest, sincerity and joy. He smiled. “I’m going to slide all the way in, fully committed, like you asked, Ms. Manhattan.”
He impaled her core until she felt as if she would to split in two. She gasped, spreading her legs wider. “Oh, my God. Oh, my.” Her fingers dug into his ass.
“Can you handle this?”
“Handle it? I can’t get enough of you. I want you deeper.”
His eyebrows rose as if in surprise.
“I’m serious, Cam. If you don’t drive it as deep as you can get it, I’m going to lose my mind.”
“We wouldn’t want that, now, would we?” He dipped for a kiss, burying his length inside her slick cavern.
“Mm hmm,” she murmured.
He pulled out and slowly inched in.
“Mm hmm,” she moaned around his tongue.
He stroked his thick cock in and out, his thighs grazing hers.
“Mm hmm, mm hmm, mm hmm,” she moaned into his mouth. She wrapped her hands around his neck and kissed him ferociously.
He responded with savage passion. His hips rocked into hers, responding to her rhythm as if they’d done this a thousand times before.
She tore away from his mouth. “Oh, God, Cam,” she said, in complete surprise. “I’m about to…I’m going to…”
“Give it to me, babe,” Cam said.
“Oh, my. Oh, Cam. Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God,” she moaned. Her muscles clenched around him, drawing him deeper. As she came, her body trembled, shaking with a vibration emanating from a vast place within. She drifted into ecstatic communion with her lover, losing herself in bliss.
Her orgasm seemed like it would never end. She streamed with a pleasure she’d never felt. “Oh, sweet, Jesus,” she said. “Oh, holy mother of stars.” Oh, holy mother of stars? “Oh, Cam, you’ve got to come in me, you’ve got to come now.”
“Oh, babe, oh, babe, oh, God,” Cam roared. He buried himself inside of her as he climaxed, shuddering violently.
When they’d finished, he pushed back to look at her. “You look like you’re sixteen years old, babe.” He pushed a sweaty lock of hair from her forehead.
“And you look all of seventeen.” She rolled to the side, taking him with her.
After a drifty silence, he said, “Boy, oh, boy, did I come hard.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “And you? You were a wildcat.”
“It took me by surprise. It was so easy with you. My body knew what to do. We belong together.” She swallowed. “Is it too soon to say that?”
He smiled at her. “Don’t think so. Sometimes you know when it’s right. At least, I read something like that. Never experienced it, though, until now.” He dropped his head for another m
outh to mouth.
Chérie frowned. “Do you ever think about past lives?” She ran her hand through his hair.
“Never, why? What does it matter?”
“I never did either. But…I don’t know. I had this thought zip through my head. I think we’ve done this before. Weird, huh?”
“Maybe. Maybe you feel this way because it feels so right.” He rocked his hips a little. “I think we need more practice. You know, to make sure your instinct is spot on.”
She laughed a little. “You’re getting hard again?”
He shrugged. “So it seems. I can’t seem to get enough of you. You okay with that?”
She gave him a saucy grin. “We’ll have to see, won’t we?” she said as she met his hips. “Only, I want to be on top this time.”
Chapter Twenty-six
Kayden let out a long, slow breath. “Thank the mother of stars. They finally connected. Not bad, for Earth, either. Although it’s not the sacred energy bliss she and I share, it’s not a bad start…for a Neanderthal.” He grimaced.
“So that’s it then?” Alpha stretched and sighed. “Is the waiting over? Shall I inform the others?”
“Not just yet.” Kayden flashed a curious look at her.
“What do you mean, ‘not just yet’?”
“Just that.” He looked away evasively.
Alpha frowned. Today she had transformed her appearance to one of forest fairies, complete with gossamer wings. As a result, she floated about the room like a dragon fly. Only, now she flickered like a dragon fly with a frown.
“Would you stop flitting about the room, please, my pet?” As usual, he spat the last word. He sauntered to the huge bed he and the ka shared when they were in this part of the cosmos, and lay down. “And not here, if that’s what you were thinking. Your perpetual advances make me weary even thinking about them. Get down from the ceiling.”
Alpha plopped in a chair with a pout, letting her wings fall along her back. “Spoil sport.”
Kayden ignored her, stroking his chin. “As much as it makes me cringe, I think I’ll pay her a visit.”
“No interference, ka,” Alpha quickly interjected.
“Oh, this won’t be much of anything.” His lip curled in derision. “And it won’t be pleasant, I can assure you that. It might help her remember.”
