by Kristen Echo
He cupped her chin and looked into her eyes. “Did they hurt your feelings? They said some hurtful shit.”
“No, I told you I’m fine.” And she was. “Opinions are like assholes, everyone’s got one, and most are full of shit.”
He laughed and so did Mrs. Smith. Cameron tilted her chin up. “I’m falling so hard for you it’s making my head spin.” He brushed his lips softly against hers and hugged her. “You’re amazing.”
“I’ll show you how amazing I am later,” she breathed the same phrase he’d spoken earlier.
Mrs. Smith yawned and tapped Cameron on the shoulder. “I’m off to bed. Give your Mom a hug.” Cameron stood and embraced his mom. “You too, dear.” Meagan got up and hugged her. “I think you’ll do fine in the hockey world,” she whispered into her ear.
“Goodnight. It was great meeting you. I’ll see you in the morning,” she said as Cameron wrapped his arms around her waist. They were no longer hiding, and that felt wonderful.
Once they cleaned up and retired to her room, they spent several hours exploring everything they liked about each other. No body part went unexplored. They turned on the music and Meagan used the pillows to stifle her screams of pleasure. They connected deeper than ever before. He hadn’t called her his girlfriend or proclaimed his love, but it was a step in the right direction.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
T he next morning hadn’t gone as expected, leaving her out of sorts. He had an early game. Instead of attending, she stayed home to look through resumes and make phone calls in an attempt to find her replacement. It was her own fault for suggesting it, but she’d expected him to tell her to leave it. Or better yet, drop the whole search and stay. None of that happened.
Cameron’s mother took April to the game and planned to take her shopping afterwards. Mrs. Smith winked before leaving which made Meagan’s cheeks turn crimson. They were no longer hiding their romance from his mother, but April was another story. Cameron had kept his distance while his daughter was around. It was a typical morning, which wasn’t bad except for her missing the game.
She watched the game on the television in between phone calls and sifting through bad resumes. The next group of candidates were worse than the first. None had the right experience or qualifications he required. Finding someone perfect would be impossible within the list of names she had. None of them seemed right for April. When she spoke with the gentleman at the smaller agency, he asked if he could forward her request to a friend of his who might be able to help. She accepted his kind gesture. She needed all the help she could get.
The team didn’t need any assistance to secure their victory, and they were so close to playoffs. They were the number one team to beat. The target on their backs increased the pressure, but she had no doubt Cameron and his fellow teammates could handle it. They had a really good chance of winning it all.
When he returned, Cameron pounced, tackling her to the floor. He rained kisses all over her face. “It’s a great day to be alive.” His big body loomed over her as he smiled.
She giggled. Not the typical reaction after being slammed by a giant hockey player wearing a suit. “Congratulations. I’m glad you won. I turned off the TV after the game to finish up some calls.” She wriggled under him, trying to get comfortable on the cold, hardwood floors.
“We have the best fans in the world.” He bit the hem of her shirt and pulled it up over her breasts. “I like this bra. It’s see through.”
Cameron licked over her nipple and watched it harden. He repeated the same torment to the other. She ran her fingers over his short hair, trying to find something to hold on to. A loud breath escaped her when he bit lightly onto one tip and tugged. Her pleasure receptors exploded.
“I want you so bad. Should we move to a bedroom? Someplace more comfortable,” she wheezed the last part as he sucked harder. He shook his head while pressing his hand between her legs. His fingers danced across the seam of her yoga pants, soaking the fabric.
No one would be home for hours. If he wanted to make love in the entryway, she was all for it. Meagan gripped her pants and panties and wiggled them down. She drew in a sharp breath as her bare ass contacted the cold floor. Heat returned when his fingers entered her. “Oh, yeah!” She pulled off her shirt and removed her bra.
“You’re so wet and ready for me. Are you prepared to celebrate, Meagan?” He sat back on his heels as she nodded.
He pulled off his suit jacket and tossed it down the hall. Each button on his shirt came undone at a snail’s pace. Meagan was naked and waiting for the strip tease to be over. Any other time she would have appreciated the slow seduction, but at that moment she needed him too much.
“Are you trying to seduce me because you’ve succeeded? Now, make love to me.” She reached for his belt and yanked it open.
Cameron chuckled and pulled the belt from the loops. “I read another one of those books you added to my e-reader. You’re into some kinky shit. I’m not down with hitting you, but if you want to try a little bondage, I could use this belt and tie you up? Do you want that?” He ran the soft leather over her breasts causing goosebumps to burst across her skin.
“It’s fun to read that stuff, but I’ve never tried it. I… it might be fun. We can take turns.” She crossed her arms over her head and waited for him to tie them together.
“In that case, tie me up,” he said, handing her the belt. He removed his shirt and placed his hands behind his back. “I couldn’t handle not touching you while I’m inside you, but I’m game for trying it while you suck me off.”
Meagan rose to her knees. “Let’s try this. Stand up.” She smiled as he stood, dropping his pants and briefs. He turned, his ass was still a thing of beauty. She grabbed his hands and looped them through the belt, securing them together behind his back. She chomped down on one of his cheeks.
“Damn,” he yelped, and she soothed it with a lick and a kiss.
She ran her hands over him as he faced the wall. Enjoying the free rein as he pulled against the restraint. “Turn around. This might be torture for you since you love pulling my hair while you’re deep inside my mouth.” She batted her lashes as he turned and faced her. His eyes were half-lidded and full of lust. His cock stood straight up, waving hello. A pearl of moisture seeped out. She licked her lips and flicked her tongue over his tip. Meagan savored the taste of him and moaned her content.
“Don’t tease me. Take me in your mouth,” he growled.
Meagan gripped his shaft and licked over his crown before sucking him in deep. Her eyes stayed on his, watching his reactions as she gave him a blowjob. His hips thrust against her face. She sensed he wanted to touch her. His arm muscles flexed, but he said nothing. The only sounds were his moans when he hit the back of her throat. She did it over and over until his legs shook.
“Stop,” he demanded, halting his movements. “I can’t come like this. I need to be inside you. Untie me.”
She stopped, and he turned around. The belt came undone quickly, and she handed it to him. “Was it too tight? You’ve come from oral before.”
“No, it wasn’t too tight. I like touching you too much. Do you want to try?” He looked down at her and smiled. “Your lips are puffy and so fucking sexy. Make your mind up fast.” Cameron lunged at her. Once again, tackling her to the floor. His lips claimed hers, branding them together.
“Tie me up,” she said as his tongue slid across her jaw and he nibbled on her ear.
He tied her hands together in the front and lifted them over her head. “I’m probably supposed to tie you to something, but I like having your hands on me too. Wrap your legs around me.” Their mouths pressed together again as their bodies became one. He entered her slowly, and she felt every glorious inch, stretching her. She was mesmerized. They rocked and swayed to a fast-musical beat that wasn’t playing. They climaxed together. His seed covered her belly. She closed her eyes as their moans and heavy breathing filled the house. Meagan saw flashes of light and hugged him closer.
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p; “What the fuck!” Cameron’s harsh tone killed the euphoric daze and brought her back to reality. He covered her exposed body with his as camera flashes continued to go off.
“Coercing your employees and forcing them into having sex with you is low. Cameron, my dear, you’re royally fucked. When the media gets my story, I’ll finally get my hands on some money.” A woman dressed in a skin-tight leather jacket and pencil-skirt stood a few feet away, snapping pictures and laughing. “It’s too bad we didn’t work out. I enjoyed fucking you. Now, I’ll enjoy fucking you over.” She flipped her hair over her shoulder and stepped away.
“You’re batshit crazy. How did you get in here, Steph? Trespassing is illegal and I’ll have you arrested.” Cameron reached over Meagan’s head, grabbed his shirt and covered her. They worked together to undo the belt and free her hands.
Meagan pulled her arms through the sleeves as she connected the dots. This wasn’t a random nutjob, this woman was Cameron’s ex-girlfriend. The woman he’d dumped when his mother left town. She cringed and tried to cover up as quickly as possible. Racing to do up the buttons with shaking hands wasn’t easy.
Steph laughed, never lowering the camera, but she added more distance between them. “I have a key, asshole. You made this too easy. Gail gave it to me when you fired her. She asked me to return it. Then I got a call from my friend, saying you were looking for yet another nanny. It’s hard to find and keep good help.” Her laugh grated on Meagan. Cameron scrambled for his pants as the crazy intruder kept talking, slowly making her way towards the back door. “I figured we’d talk and make up, but this is even better. Shots of you and your bimbo all tied up is priceless. See you around.” She turned and ran.
Cameron jumped to his feet, pulled up his pants and chased after her. Meagan crawled and pulled on her pants. She lost sight of them, but she heard him yelling. The back door opened and closed. She’d made it out, and she had pictures of Cameron that could damage his career.
Meagan ran to the front door and pulled it open. The cold blasted against her face. She raced down the snow-covered steps in her bare feet. It was freezing, but she hardly registered the cold as she ran towards the driveway. The snow crunched beneath her steps. She jumped out and Steph ran right into her. The pair tumbled to the ground and Meagan tried to pull the camera from Steph’s death grip.
“Get off me!” Steph yelled as she clawed to keep the incriminating photos. Her long, fake nails drew blood.
Meagan had taken several self-defense classes and used a pressure point in the neck to get her to drop the camera. Cameron ran up and grabbed it as Steph wailed in pain.
“Call the police. I’ll keep her here,” Meagan said, applying more pressure and twisting Steph in an arm-bar.
“I give! Uncle! Fuck, stop that!” Steph struggled, but couldn’t get Meagan off her.
Cameron glanced down at the women. “Are you sure?”
Meagan smiled and nodded. He took off, leaving her alone with a crying psycho. The women were close in size, but Megan was way more knowledgeable in submission techniques. This was the first time she’d ever had to get physical. “Stop squirming or I’ll break your arm. Don’t test me.”
“Shit,” Steph repeated over and over until Cameron returned.
He had his phone in one hand and a blanket in the other. The blanket landed on her shoulders as he crouched down next to her. “Cops are on their way. Be here in five.”
“They’re never that fast. Guess it pays to be a hockey legend,” Meagan joked.
“You look comfortable here, like you’ve done this before and it’s no big deal. It’s very sexy that my girlfriend can kick ass.” He planted a chaste kiss on her lips.
The public declaration caught her off guard, and she loosened her grip. Steph tried to take advantage but after one adjustment, they were back in business. Despite how easy it looked, it took a lot of strength and endurance to hold her and Meagan was getting tired.
“By the way Steph, your pictures have all been deleted. The memory card is in my fireplace and the camera accidentally fell down the steps and broke into pieces.”
“I’ll sue you for pain and suffering. Damn it. Even without the pictures, I’ll sell my story. So, fuck you both.” Steph was panting, but no longer struggled.
Meagan applied more pressure and Steph shut up. “Keep quiet. You can tell your tale to the police.”
In the distance the sound of sirens filled the quiet street. “There’s no story. You had nothing but pictures of me and my girlfriend making love. She’s not my employee, but I’m sure you still would have gotten a pretty penny for the shots. I’ll be right back.” He ran towards the house again.
Steph had her coat on but she still shivered. A moment later, Cameron returned with the belt they’d used during their love making. He wrapped it around Steph’s arms, giving Meagan a break. She shook her sore arms and chuckled at his creativity.
“Good idea.” She leaned over and hugged him.
A few minutes later the police arrived, took their statements and arrested Steph. The ordeal was over quickly, but left Meagan with a chill.
They settled onto the couch to warm up by the fireplace. Cameron wrapped his arms around her and she snuggled against his shoulder. It was peaceful and perfect. A rare quiet moment with her boyfriend. They had taken some giant leaps in their relationship the past few days.
Meagan ran her nose along his hairline and breathed him in. Fresh, sexy and all hers. She pressed a kiss behind his ear before sitting up to look into his big green eyes. Those were eyes she could stare into for the rest of her life. “I thought you didn’t want labels. An exclusive, mutually agreeable companionship,” she said.
His laugh bellowed around the room, echoing through the house. “That was before I fell in love with you. And you said you wanted a simple life. I can’t give you that, but you can have my heart, my love and my all my labels.”
Her smile matched his, and his dimples sealed the deal. “I love you.” She leaned into him and kissed him. Amid all the complications, they had each other. “I accept your offer. Simple is boring. I’ll take your heart, your love and all your labels.”
EPILOGUE
E aster was a time for families and she felt like she was part of Cameron’s. In a few weeks, the Smith household had become her home. She’d thought she wanted a simple life, but what she wanted was him. A partner who could add the right amount of fun and complicated to her world.
“Did he come?” April’s eyes were huge as she tiptoed towards Meagan and Cameron at the end of the hall.
He laughed. The sound made butterflies dance in Meagan’s stomach even after a night of lovemaking. They’d slept together and cuddled until his alarm went off at the crack of dawn. The Easter Bunny had to make an appearance. Planning the hunt and making maps for April was worth every minute of lost sleep.
“Do you see anything?” Meagan asked, eyeing the empty hallway.
April followed her gaze. She looked down one side and then the other. Attached to the wall next to her, she found a map. She ripped it off the wall and stared at it. “There’s a big egg on this side. I get to color it, but what is this?” She showed them the flip side with a map. In the center was a big pink arrow, showing the way.
“It’s a map to your first clue and maybe the first treat,” Cameron said, kneeling down to help her with the map. “You can color the picture later but follow the arrow and dotted lines. It will lead you towards the treasures. Which way should we go?”
She eyed the picture but hadn’t mastered her directions yet. When she looked up, Meagan pointed towards the kitchen. April took off running, and they followed behind. Mrs. Smith joined them in time to hear April squeal at her first discovery.
“Chocolate!” April held up a small basket of chocolate eggs on the table with another picture. “I love Easter.”
They finished the hunt and April found all the chocolates, candies and picture books the all too generous Bunny had left for her. She was munc
hing away on her second egg when Cameron took Meagan’s hand.
“I think the Bunny might have left you something to find.” He handed her a map.
This one wasn’t as easy as left or right, but she followed the path which led to the back door. “What kind of chocolates would the Easter Bunny have hidden with the shoes?”
“Did you follow the map?” Cameron stood close, watching her struggle.
Meagan put down a boot and looked at the map again. It ended at the door. She turned and faced the door, scanning from the bottom up. In the key hole was a key with a small pink bow attached. She pulled the key from the door and brought it to her chest. “You gave me a key?”
“I had new ones cut, and I wanted you to know you’re always welcome. This is your home if you want it to be?”
“Are you asking me to stay on as April’s nanny or as something else?”
He closed the gap between them. “I spoke with Mr. Northcote and if you’re interested in staying, we’d love to have you.”
She opened her mouth, but he covered her lips with his finger. Her body vibrated with happiness and she bounced on her feet.
“But. I can’t pay you. We’re a couple and it wouldn’t feel right to have you living here and working for me. So, I’d like to offer you a weird deal. Live with us, for free. I’ll pay room and board and pay for your tuition on whatever courses you decide to take. I’ll also reimburse you for the correspondence ones you’re taking now.”
“You don’t need to do that. I have a college fund,” she said against his finger and then sucked it into her mouth.
He growled and pulled her closer. “That’s your money and you can spend it however you choose. I have lots of money, and I’m not trying to be cheap here, but having you on the payroll when we share a bed is wrong. I really want you to stay, so tell me what to do to make that happen.”
“Yes or no answers. I’ll keep this simple,” she joked, but inside her heart beat triple time. “Do you love me?”
