by Wendi Hulsey
We all leave taking separate cars back to the condominium. Courtney and I go to our rooms and change into our outfits we picked out special for tonight. I’m wearing a slinky short black dress with a plunging neckline and little spaghetti straps. I bought a hot pair of strappy black four-inch heels that make my calves look fabulous. I’m not as nervous about wearing high heels tonight. We will be sitting at a dinner table and not doing a lot of walking. I finish my look with a simple necklace and a few squirts of some alluring perfume. Getting ready to go out is a lot easier when my hair and makeup have already been professionally done. Courtney comes strutting out of her room in a sinfully tight red dress and red stilettos, looking fabulous with her new stylish haircut. She gives herself a little spin. “What do you think, too much?”
“I think whoever this guy is that Cameron is bringing, he doesn’t stand a chance. You look terrific.”
“Well, I hope this guy isn’t some geek. Cameron’s idea of perfect man for his sister is a bit different than my idea of a perfect man.”
With a questioning glare, I ask, “Speaking of perfect men, your brother turned out incredibly sexy. How long have you known Cameron and I had feelings for each other?”
Biting her lip, she answers, “Since about a month after we moved. He was so depressed and I kept after him to tell me what was wrong. Seemed like more than just moving. He finally confessed that he loved you. I thought it was just a teen thing, something he would get over in time. His moods made sense after he told me he was heartbroken. Lately, he will date someone for a while and then lose interest; it never works out for him. He said you ruined the opportunity of any other woman ever having a chance at his heart and that no one could ever replace you. He has been so excited to see you; it’s like a completely new Cameron. I can see how good you are going to be for him.”
The doorbell rings and Courtney jumps up to answer it. I suddenly feel self-conscious about what I’m wearing at least until Cameron enters the room and we just stare at each other. He’s dressed in black trousers that hug his ass so nicely, a black shirt with the faintest stripes and the top button casually undone. I feel myself start to get a warm sensation in the pit of my stomach. He is so damn sexy; I could just skip dinner and pull him across the hall into his bedroom. He walks towards me and grabs my hand, spins me around and whistles. A bit embarrassed I start to blush. “You are one fine woman Kylie, and I’m one lucky son of a bitch to be able to take you to dinner.”
Clearing her throat, “If you two are about done undressing each other with your eyes, could we please go eat, I’m starving?”
We take the elevator down to the parking garage and get in Cameron’s souped up Camaro; the car and the man are smoking hot. We arrive at the restaurant about ten minutes early and the mystery man is nowhere in sight. The table Cameron reserved is ready, so we are seated immediately. Cameron asks the host to please show his guest to the table when he arrives. She gives him a slight nod and walks away. Courtney seems to be pouting a bit considering that her mysterious man hasn’t arrived. Cameron gives her a puzzled look, “Relax Courtney! We’re early, don’t worry he will be here shortly. I told him my sister was a knock out so he’ll be here.”
Courtney is sitting with her back to the entrance and doesn’t see the man approaching our table. My eyes go wide with the realization of who Courtney’s dinner date is. I give her a swift kick under the table as a warning. “What?” she asks.
“Mr. Volleyball,” I say, pointing.
Cameron gives us both a questioning look, “Mr. Who?”
“You have got to be kidding, where?” Courtney asks, getting excited.
“He’s about two steps behind you and coming to our table,” I quickly inform her before he arrives.
Courtney turns to look just as he approaches our table; the look on her face is priceless. I’m surprised; Mr. Volleyball cleans up pretty well. He has on a pair of tight black jeans that fit impressively well and a simple black polo shirt that shows off the massive muscles in his arms. Cameron stands up to shake his hand and motions for him to take the seat next to Courtney. I really hope Courtney shuts her mouth at some point and gets over her shock. Cameron introduces us to each other and it turns out his name is not Mr. Volleyball, its Blake Donovan.
A moment of realization passes over Blake’s face and he turns to us. “Don’t I know the two of you from somewhere? Have we met before?”
Cameron’s eyebrow arches up as he gives Courtney and me a questioning look. I look at Courtney and she is speechless for the first time in her life. Guess I’m going to have to take the lead here. “My friend Courtney and I saw you playing volleyball behind the condo a couple of days ago. We were sitting in the lounge chairs. Perhaps if you picture Courtney here in a barely there hot pink bikini, you will remember seeing us.”
Now I’m on the receiving end of a swift kick under the table, damn that hurts. Blake looks at Courtney a minute. “I do remember the two of you. My volleyball partner wanted to come and see if we could talk you both into drinks later that evening. Unfortunately, I already had a prior engagement or we would’ve come over and asked. We went back the next day but we didn’t see the two of you. Wasn’t your hair a lot longer a few days ago?” he asks Courtney.
“Yeah, trying a new look. Thanks for noticing,” Courtney responds rather pleased.
“I like the new look, it’s quite sexy,” he tells her with a wink.
Squeezing my knee Cameron informs Blake, “Well, you tell your partner that this one here is off the market. I’ve had my eye on her for quite some time.”
“Geez Cameron, aren’t we a bit cocky. Kylie just became single, maybe she wants to play the field a bit, check out her options,” Courtney teases.
“It can’t hurt to intimidate the competition a little, besides, if I beat them all away I’ll be her only option,” he says with a sexy wink my way.
We order our food, the men ordering the largest rib eyes on the menu, I order a petite sirloin, and Courtney sticks to her word and orders the prime rib. Courtney and I get a couple girlie drinks while the men order beer. The food is delicious, the conversation light, and the men are sexy and charming. I’m feeling blessed to be in such great company. It’s such a change from the way things were just a few days ago. I’m pleased with the turn my life has taken.
Courtney and Blake seem to hit it off from the start, talking about interests they share. Blake and Cameron discuss the details of renting his room in the condo. They come to an agreement both of them can live with. Courtney has a huge dorky grin plastered on her face as she realizes the man she wants as a boy toy will be easily accessible from across the hall. I get the sudden feeling she’ll be making up plenty of excuses to try to get him into her condo instead. The lusty look on Blake’s face tells me she may not have to put in too much effort to get him there.
As I try to finish my dinner, my mind wanders to the wonderful sensation I feel as Cameron is stroking the inner side of my knee with his thumb. I remember this afternoon when his thumb was drawing similar circles on another part of my body and how easily he brought me to a mind-altering climax. The smell of his cologne fills my nose as he leans closer and plants an innocent kiss on my cheek. If he only knew what the smell of his sexy cologne, the heat of his body near mine, and that innocent kiss was doing to my insides. I feel myself grow wet with desire and I want to run out of the restaurant, dragging him with me so we can continue in private. I need to feel this closeness with him and the pleasure he gives my body. I can’t wait to be the one to bring him to an orgasm and hear the noises he makes.
Cameron whispers in my ear, “What are you thinking about? Are you still with us or in another world?”
“I’m hoping this dinner gets done soon, I want to spend some time with you and get to know you. I want us to be close like we used to be and I really want to feel your arms wrapped around me again.”
“Give me a few minutes and I will politely excuse us from the table. It looks like everyone i
s done anyways, and Courtney’s so wrapped up with Blake that I’m sure she’s trying to find a way to get rid of us,” he chuckles.
Cameron and Blake split the bill and I feel a twinge of guilt. I really need to go out on Monday and find a job. I know Cameron can’t afford to wine and dine me every night. I want to be able to take him out too. Blake agrees to see Courtney home safely and we part ways in the parking lot.
“What would you like to do?” Cameron asks with a suggestive grin.
Damn, he is so attractive with those deep dark alluring eyes; I just want to get lost in them. One look with those eyes and he has me feeling breathless. I don’t want to seem too eager or easy so I say, “We could go change out of our dress clothes and sit or walk on the beach.”
“Sounds great, let’s go back to the condo and change our clothes quick.”
We drive in silence, both lost in our thoughts. I keep wondering if it’s too soon to get involved with someone else. Will my past prevent me from giving myself to someone completely? Will I get hurt again if I allow myself to trust another man? Cameron seems sincere; I don’t think he would ever hurt me. I sneak a peek at Cameron and then out the window, realizing that we are pulling into the parking garage.
On our ride up in the elevator it dawns on me, I don’t have a key to get into the condo. “I just realized I don’t have a key to the condo yet. You wouldn’t happen to have a key for Courtney’s place would you?”
“Yep, I have one. She gave me a key when she went out of town a few weeks ago. I never got around to giving it back, and with you there, I don’t think I want to. I like that I can sneak in whenever I want.”
Oh, yes please! I would love a surprise like the one I got today, any day of the week. “Maybe that’s the key Courtney planned to give me,” I reply.
“If that’s the case, I’ll have to get a copy made ASAP before returning it. I want full access to you at all times.”
We get off the elevator and, like a perfect gentleman; he opens the door to Courtney’s place. “Need any help?”
“I think I can manage, see you in a few minutes,” I smile, gently shutting the door.
As I’m taking my shoes off, I hear my cell phone ringing in my purse. I quickly dig through it and pull it out. Finally, it’s my mom and dad returning my call. “Hello, where have you two been? I have been trying to get ahold of you to explain what’s going on.”
“I’m sorry honey, your dad and I took off for a few days to do the tourist thing up at the Wisconsin Dells. We had no idea something was going on back home until Dylan called us in a panic. We tried calling your other cell number but hadn’t realized you had switched phones until we got home and heard your message. Are you okay dear? What on earth is going on,” my mom blurts out in a single breath.
“Yes, mom I’m actually feeling better than I have in a long time, I feel safe now. I was too embarrassed to tell anyone that Dylan was abusing me. You and dad have such a great relationship. I was afraid you would look down on me for staying with Dylan as long as I had.”
“Honey, we would’ve tried to help you, you are our only child. We love you more than life itself. I’m so glad you have friends like Courtney and Cameron to turn to; however, you could have come to us. I’ll have to call the police and tell them what’s going on. As far as Dylan goes, I’m going to let your father deal with him. Don’t worry, we won’t tell him where you are,” mom states, obviously very upset.
“I was just going to go for a walk on the beach with Cameron. I will call you again tomorrow and explain more. I love you mom! Give dad a kiss for me.”
“Okay darling, I love you too, be safe baby girl and I will talk to you tomorrow.”
I enter Courtney’s condo and don’t see Kylie but can hear her talking to someone. Fear consumes me, thinking that bastard has found her here. I rush to her bedroom and see her on the phone with her back to the doorway. It sounds as though she’s talking to her parents. I hear her say her goodbyes. She looks so small and lonely in that moment, something tells me I must go to her and comfort her. I wrap my arms around her, holding her from behind, she leans her head back on my chest, and we just stand there for a few minutes. Then realization hits me, nothing has ever felt as right as holding this woman in my arms. I want her to know I will do whatever it takes to keep her safe.
In this tender moment, my body betrays me and I feel my dick harden, actually painfully throbbing. She has this tremendous effect on my hormones that I can’t seem to control. No woman has made me feel so virile. I want nothing more than to take her right here and break in her new bed. I release her slightly and slip both thin straps down her arms. I’m pleasantly surprised when the entire dress falls to the floor and Kylie’s standing in nothing but a sexy black, lacy thong. I lean forward and give her shoulder a kiss; she slightly tilts her head to the side giving me an open invitation to her exposed neck. I wouldn’t be a gentleman, if I didn’t oblige a wanting woman.
I take a few steps closer and begin to plant soft kisses up her neck. A small moan escapes her perfect lips and I know she needs this closeness. I wrap my arms back around her and my hands find her bare breasts, so full and firm. I begin kneading them, gently tugging, and pinching her nipples. I feel her ass on my erection and know I have to stop before I throw her on the bed and take her. With a sharp little slap to the ass, I tell her to get dressed; she owes me a walk on the beach.
OH MY GOD! He stopped, shit! I grab a pair of jeans and pull them on, slip my feet in my flip-flops, and grab a tank out of my dresser. Pulling the tank on over my head, I decide to go braless. It will be dark on the beach and no one will see us, I hope he notices when the night breeze makes my nipples cold and erect. Two can play at his little game of teasing. Feeling frazzled and excited I go out in the living room and seductively say, “I’m ready if you are?”
We walk on the beach and talk for hours about dreams and ambitions we both have. The moon is out, glistening over the water, making the walk very romantic. I’m a bit depressed that he has been a perfect gentleman. I was hoping for a little more of the naughty boy that he showed me in my bedroom. We decide to sit for a while before heading back to the condo and calling it a night; I don’t think either of us is ready for the night to end. I sit between his legs on the sand, reclining back on his chest. He wraps his arms around me, holding me tight while watching the wave’s crash upon the shore. His body radiates so much heat, making me feel as though I’m on fire. I long to feel his body on top of mine with nothing between us, just skin on skin, while he makes passionate love to me.
Cameron snuggles into me, planting delicate kisses along my neck. “Are you ready to start heading back home? It’s getting late and I’m sure you are getting tired. I shouldn’t be selfish and keep you up all night.”
Oh, yes you should. Please Cameron Conner, keep me up all night. “Yeah, if we must, I guess I’m ready to go to bed,” I say, hoping he gets the hint.
We walk back along the beach hand in hand. When we return to our floor he holds me in his arms a few minutes, gives me a quick peck on the cheek, and then unlocks the door for me once again. I enter the condominium and watch him walk to his door, he turns and gives me a little wave, and then he is gone.
Chapter Eight
I stand at the door for a moment longer wishing this night had not ended. I turn to go to my room when I suddenly hear a very audible male sounding grunt. Oh great! Apparently, Courtney and Blake hit it off real well and she decided to entertain in her newly decorated Christian Grey inspired red room. After my sexually fueled day, I don’t think I can handle listening to this all night. I feel like an intruder, and I make a hasty decision and leave the condominium.
I really didn’t want to leave Kylie standing in the doorway giving me those glazed over bedroom eyes. I had to leave her or I would have taken advantage of her right there in the foyer. I can’t believe one woman can have me walking around all day with a hard-on as though I am a teenage boy with no self-control. Walking to my bedr
oom I start stripping, I’m definitely going to need a very cold shower before I’ll be able to go to sleep. I grab a towel and head to the bathroom when I hear a soft knock at the door. I wrap the towel around my waist, hoping whoever is there won’t notice my protruding towel. This thing just won’t go down.
Cameron opens the door and I’m about to explain my situation when I see him standing there with only a towel and a very evident erection. I go speechless at the site of his body. I probably look just as stupid as Courtney did at dinner, with my mouth wide open, unable to speak. I knew he was in good shape, however I could have never imagined just how well sculpted his muscles are. The man’s body is a work of art, hard and chiseled in all the right places.
“Well, Miss Jenkins, it would appear I have rendered you speechless. Would you like to come in?”
I finally shake off my initial shock and think I’m able to form a coherent sentence. “Umm, if you don’t mind, Courtney seems to be entertaining Blake for the evening.”
“Damn, my sister doesn’t waste any time does she? Come on in,” he grins while opening the door.
My knees go weak at the invitation and I hope, when I take a step forward, I don’t fall flat on my face. I enter his condo and it is hard to see, there’s only a little light from the hall and a soft glow from a back bedroom. As he shuts the door, I’m suddenly blinded by darkness. I reach my hand out not realizing that Cameron is already standing in front of me and my hands find his naked chest and abs. I hesitate a moment, then figure what the hell, why not go for it and see what happens. I get a little bolder and step closer putting my mouth to his chest, needing to taste him.
“Kylie, I’ve never wanted someone as bad as I want you right now. You have no idea what you are doing to me. I just don’t want to push things too fast and scare you away. I want to do things right, and cherish you.”