by L. P. Dover
Camden grunted and jerked away. “What? I didn’t bring you here to get to know you. And the last thing I want to do is talk about my issues with my brother. All you need to know about me is what I plan on doing to you tonight.”
He completely moved away from my touch and headed into the kitchen where he fetched a bottle of wine from the refrigerator and uncorked it. Frozen in place, I couldn’t help but wonder if he was just kidding with his last comment or if he was serious.
Surely, he wasn’t that big of an asshole, right? Pouring two glasses of wine, he handed me one and then took a sip out of the other with a serious glint in his eyes.
“So … you really don’t have any interest in getting to know me at all, do you?” I asked.
Smugly, he downed his glass of wine and chuckled. “Honestly, no. You’re hot, way hotter than any of the girls I’ve fucked, and the good thing is that I know you’re not a whore. The last thing I want is a piece of ass that a thousand guys have already tainted.”
Scoffing, I crossed my arms at the chest, completely at a loss for words other than to tell him to fuck off.
Camden rolled his eyes. “Oh, now don’t be like that. I was trying to give you a compliment. All that matters tonight is that you want to fuck me and I want to fuck you. That’s the deal, right? That’s all you’re here for.”
“How do you know that’s all I’m here for?” I asked. “Maybe I thought it would be nice to get to know you before we spend the whole night having sex. I like to talk to the guys I have sex with.”
“Well, I have no interest in that, sweetheart. Besides, you didn’t seem to be doing much talking when I had you spread out over the kitchen counter.”
Mouth gaping open, I stood there stunned, completely taken aback with his shift in mood. Yeah, okay, so I did decide to spend the night with him, but I was under the impression that it would be something different … something more. He started off so sweet and seductive, but now he was an arrogant bastard. I didn’t like it one bit.
Strolling toward the stairs, Camden waved for me to follow him, as if I was dog who needed to obey its master. When I didn’t follow him, he glanced at me over his shoulder, his eyebrows raised. “Are you coming?”
“Of course,” I replied, smiling from ear to ear. “Go on up and I’ll be right there. I’m going to get myself another glass of wine.”
“Okay, but hurry up.”
As soon as he was up the stairs, I pulled out my phone and saw I had about three text messages from Ryley. Not taking the time to look at them, I searched for the number I needed and dialed it, knowing I needed to hurry. My time with Camden was up.
I TEXTED ASHLEIGH several more times and never received a reply back. Either she was tired of me sending her messages or she was busy with my brother. It sucked that he got her first, but then again, she saved the best for last.
I was going to be the last one to touch her, she would remember me, and I was going to make sure she did. That was what made my brother and me different. He would try to seduce his way inside of her, but I had other plans.
Picking up my phone, I dialed Gabriella’s number and waited on her to pick up. When she did, she was already expecting for something to be wrong. “You better not be in any trouble,” she answered as a way of greeting.
I chuckled. “No, I’m actually at home watching TV. I have some questions for you. Can you talk?”
“Well, I’m kind of on a date, but if you make it quick I’ll see if I can help you.”
“What kinds of things does Ashleigh like to do for fun?” I asked.
The line went quiet for a second, and then Gabriella sighed. “Ryley, what are you up to? She already told you she’s not interested. I swear you and your brother are so damn stubborn.”
“It runs in the family,” I joked. “But please, tell me the things she likes to do.”
“Okay, fine … let’s see.” She briefly paused. “She loves to play tennis, go hiking, white water rafting, and believe it or not … fishing. Her family lives in Colorado, so she loves the mountains and anything outdoors. Her favorite movie is The Ugly Truth, and her absolute favorite treat are those Dove chocolates that are swirled with mint. I think she’s addicted to them.”
She actually sounded pretty interesting. I’d never met an outdoor type of girl.
“Thanks, Gabby. What about food? What’s her favorite meal?”
“Uh, let’s see. Her favorite right now is grilled salmon. She gets it all the time when we go out to eat at the pub across the street from our apartment. It always comes with a black bean cake and fried zucchini.”
That was definitely doable.
“Thank you, Gabby,” I remarked appreciatively. “I think I have everything I need.”
“You’re welcome, Ryley. Do you plan on sharing this stuff with your brother?” she asked.
“Hell no, he should’ve been smart enough to call you on his own. I’ll let him fail on this one.”
“You are so bad, Mr. Jameson. I hope this helps you, although, I’m going to be honest, I don’t think it will. Good luck.”
“Thanks.”
We both hung up, and I already had my game plan set. Ashleigh wanted me to remember her … well, I wanted her to remember me. My date was going to be one she wouldn’t forget.
I HAD FIFTEEN minutes to do what I needed to do and get the hell out of there. As much as I wanted to like Camden, I just couldn’t do it. Quickly, I rushed up the stairs and down the hallway until I found him, in a dark room all covered in shades of blue, lounging completely naked across a king size bed. There were also ropes dangling from the bed posts … perfect. I loved being tied up, but this time it wasn’t going to be me.
“Wow, you don’t want to waste time, do you?”
Licking his lips, he smiled and shook his head. “We don’t have the time to waste. Come here,” he demanded.
I did as he said and waltzed over to him, only to have him lift me onto the bed and cover me with his body. His cock was hard, pressing in between my legs as he leaned down and feverishly kissed me.
Opening my lips, I let him taste me and touch me all over my body. It felt good, but I knew I had to sacrifice my own pleasures for the greater good of the situation.
“Lay back on the bed,” I commanded. “I want my hour.”
“Are you sure you don’t want me to play with you for a while?” he asked, thrusting his hips against mine.
I bit his bottom lip and sucked on it before letting go. “Nope, I’m ready now. You remember the rules, don’t you?”
He chuckled and slid off of me so he could lie down on the bed. “I sure do. Your hour starts now.” Reaching for his phone, he started up the timer and it began to count down. “Where do you want me?” he asked.
Smiling, I bit my lip and straddled his waist, gazing mischievously at the silk ropes he had tied to the posts. “I’m assuming you planned on using those on me?” I inquired, pointing to the ropes.
His lip tilted up in a smirk. “What can I say? I want you completely at my mercy.”
“Well, right now you’re going to be completely at mine. Lie down and lift your arms above your head,” I demanded.
Licking his lips, he groaned and did as I said. I smiled because I knew that smug look on his face wasn’t going to last long. Taking the smooth, black silk ropes, I bound his wrists tightly to each post, and also his feet to the ones at the edge of the bed. The last thing I wanted was for it to be easy for him to get out of them when I needed to do what I needed to do.
Now that he was tied up, I reached behind my back and unzipped my dress so that I could lift it over my head. Camden whistled when he saw the black lingerie underneath, along with my black garters and crotchless underwear.
“You like it?” I asked.
He pulled against his restraints like he wanted to touch me, but couldn’t. “Fuck yeah, I do. What are you going to do to me now?”
Glancing at his phone, I noticed that five minutes had already passed. Let h
im have it, I thought to myself. “Right now, I want you to close your eyes and lay your head back. Relax.”
When he complied, I slid off to his side and wrapped one of my legs around his so I could open him up further. His cock was rock hard and lying against his stomach when I reached for it, gripping him tight at the base. He trembled when I began to pump his length, up and down while cupping his balls and massaging them.
“Does that feel good?” I asked breathlessly.
“Hmm … it would feel better if you sucked my cock.”
I rolled my eyes. “All in good time, baby. This is my hour, remember? You get what I give you.”
If there was anything I learned during the time I dated my ex-boyfriend, it was how to get him off quickly if we were in a rush for a quickie. However, with Camden I had to do it slightly different; I didn’t want to have sex with him to do it.
Straddling his waist cowgirl style, I used my hand to pump him and brought my other one to my lips so I could lubricate my fingers with my saliva.
Slowly, I massaged his balls and gently slipped a fingertip inside of his ass. “What the fuck are you doing?” he gasped, lifting his head.
I glanced back at him over my shoulder and smiled innocently. “What does it feel like I’m doing? You can’t tell me that with all of the women you’ve been with no one has ever done this to you.”
Gently, I pushed my finger back in and thrust it forward while squeezing his cock harder. He trembled and let his head fall back on the bed, groaning. “Holy fuck that feels so good.”
What he didn’t know was that if I put just a little more pressure …
He tensed underneath me and I knew he was close to losing it. I had only been working him ten minutes when his strangled cry echoed through the room. “Ashleigh, slow down!”
It was too late; I knew I had him. He released hot and swift as I slowly milked him the rest of the way while pressing on that sensitive spot inside of his ass. Breathing hard, his eyes were closed and his chest heaved up and down, glistening with sweat in the candlelight.
“I believe that took all of ten minutes,” I boasted triumphantly. Climbing off of his body, I rolled from the bed and pulled my dress back on.
“How the hell did you do that?” he asked, finally opening his eyes to look at me. When he noticed me zipping up my dress, he furrowed his brows and tried to get up … but couldn’t.
“Untie me, Ashleigh. That was unfair and you know it.”
Innocently, I smiled. “I have no clue what you’re talking about. You were the one who thought you’d be able to handle me for an hour.”
Struggling against the restraints, his face turned blood red. “Fine, you won. Now untie me before I really get pissed off.”
“But the hour isn’t up yet, Cam. Maybe next time you’ll think twice about underestimating what a woman can do. I think a lesson in humility will do you some good.”
Turning on my heel, I stalked out of the room and went straight to the bathroom to wash up. Camden yelled for me to come back, but I kept walking, ignoring his angry shouts. Hopefully, the cab I called was still outside waiting for me.
“Goddammit, Ashleigh, get back here!”
Knowing I couldn’t leave him there like that, I stopped at the front door and dialed Ryley’s number. I knew Camden was going to hate me after what I did, and honestly I didn’t care. It wasn’t like he meant anything to me anyway. Maybe he’d start to rethink the way he treated women.
Yeah, right, I highly doubt that.
At least he would remember me as being the girl that fucked him over. I was stupid for agreeing to their messed up arrangement in the first place. If Ryley was anything like Camden, I didn’t want any part of it. Ryley’s phone kept ringing, and I was about to hang up when he finally answered.
“Should you be calling me right now?” he asked teasingly.
“Actually, no, but I need you to drive to Malibu and help your brother.”
“What happened? Is he okay?”
Camden was shouting so loud in the background that I knew Ryley could hear him over the phone. “Uh … well, he’s okay physically. Maybe just a little tied up, but I think his ego might be bruised a bit.”
Ryley chuckled. “I’m on my way. Are you leaving him right now? How are you getting back home?”
Opening the door, I saw the cab at the edge of the driveway, waiting. “Yes, I’m leaving. I called a cab. Listen, he’s not happy, so be prepared.”
The sound of his car engine rumbled through the phone. “What did you do to him? You’re not going to do the same to me are you?”
Before getting into the cab, I stopped in the middle of the driveway and looked back up at the house. “Ryley, listen, I knew what I was getting into when I agreed to these nights. No, I didn’t expect you to fall in love with me or to date me, believe me, that’s the last thing I want. I have no interest in that. All Camden had to do was play nice and be somewhat of a gentleman. When he didn’t do that, he paid the price. Honestly, I don’t see how Gabriella thinks so highly of you two.”
“Whoa … hang on a second. What did he do or say to you to get you so pissed off?”
The cab driver honked the horn, so I jerked around and started toward him, hoping he wouldn’t leave. “Look, it doesn’t matter what he said; I’m done. You both can kiss my ass.”
Hanging up the phone, I immediately turned it off and hopped into the cab. The driver was a middle-aged man with greasy salt and peppered hair and a scruffy beard. The cab smelled like stale smoke and body odor, but I choked back the bile in my throat and apologized, “I’m so sorry, sir. Thank you for waiting on me.” I told him my address and slid him fifty dollars. “Here’s fifty to start off with. I’ll pay you more as soon as you get me home.”
I was ready to get out of there and forget that any of it happened.
I TRIED CALLING Ashleigh back, but her phone went straight to voicemail. Knowing my brother, I could only imagine the stupid shit he must’ve said to piss her off. Whatever she did to him, I was pretty sure he deserved it. There were times when I wanted to lay into him for the way he treated people, especially women. He wasn’t exactly known for his smooth words.
When I pulled up to the house, I rushed out of my car and straight through the front door. “Cam,” I shouted, “where are you?”
“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” he growled from the second floor.
Rushing up the stairs, I found him in one of the bedrooms, face red with rage and tied to the bed … completely naked. Eyes wide, I put my hand over my mouth to hide my smile. “Yeah, that’s right, laugh it up,” he hissed. “Get me the fuck out of here.”
“I will, but first tell me what happened. Ashleigh called me to come get you. What did you do to her?”
“Oh, fuck that bitch,” he shouted. “You better not be hooking up with her tomorrow. This same shit will happen to you.”
I highly doubted that because I wouldn’t have been stupid enough to let her tie me up; it would’ve been a deal breaker. “You don’t have to worry about that,” I told him. “She told me that we could both kiss her ass. She’s done. Now what did you do to her?”
“Not a damn thing other than call her annoying because she kept asking me questions. I didn’t bring her here to talk to her. I brought her to fuck her.”
That was his mistake right there. You couldn’t treat a girl like Ashleigh in that way and not have her retaliate. She was out of our league and I knew it, but I also knew how to play her … he didn’t.
“And did you … fuck her?” I asked. He’d gotten off somehow; his body was covered in his come.
Clenching his teeth, he closed his eyes and huffed. “No, I didn’t. Now untie me. I can’t feel my damn hands.”
As soon as I had him untied, he jumped off the bed, heading straight to the bathroom and into the shower. I had a feeling that wasn’t all that happened, and if Camden wasn’t going to tell me I had no other choice but to go to Ashleigh herself.
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p; Before leaving to head back to Los Angeles, I waited downstairs for Camden to finish up his shower and get dressed because I wanted to see if I could get any more information from him. Unfortunately, he was still seething when he thundered down the steps.
“She must have really done a job on you,” I said. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this pissed off at a girl. She’s probably going to tell Gabriella what happened, so you might as well tell me and get it over with.”
“Who cares? I don’t give a shit what she tells Gabriella.”
“You should,” I snapped. “Gabriella is our friend.”
Camden poured himself a tumbler of whiskey from the bar and scoffed. “Gabriella is your friend. She doesn’t care about hanging out with me. It’s all you. You’re the one everybody would rather be with. Even Ashleigh wanted you more than me.”
Now that pissed me off.
“Really? That’s what this is about? Did you ever stop to think that maybe she would’ve wanted you if you weren’t such an asshole?”
“Whatever, Ryley,” he backfired. “I have never had to work for a piece of ass, and I don’t plan on starting any time soon.”
“Well, if that’s how you want to be, fine. However, I’m not going to let you drag me down with you.” Turning on my heel, I marched to the door and opened it wide.
“Where are you going?” Camden shouted, following along behind me. “You’re going to her, aren’t you?”
When I got out to my car, I opened my door and glared at him. “Yes, I’m going to her. I don’t want her thinking I’m anything like you.”
“But you are! You’re worse than me!”
“Maybe before,” I said, getting into my car, “but not this time.”
I needed to make things right.
IT WAS STILL early in the night when I made it home. There were no lights on in the apartment, so thankfully I’d be alone for a while until Gabriella made it back from her date. I had no idea how I was going to tell her about Camden. Maybe I shouldn’t even bother. The last thing I wanted was to cause friction between her and her friends. I knew she loved them.