by Angela Blake
Camilla quietly gasped as his hand slid under her bra and began to pinch her nipple. Her lips sought out his, and they plunged their tongues into each other’s mouths and began breathing loudly as Jayden’s hand undid the clasp of her bra.
Camilla’s hands ran up and down his back until eventually they moved underneath his shirt, and she impatiently began to yank it off. Jayden pulled back and chucked his shirt to the corner while Camilla did the same to her shirt.
Jayden’s eyes darkened as he helped her remove her bra, and he took a minute to appreciate the fullness of her breasts. Camilla groaned quietly as he took her breast into his mouth. His tongue darted out and licked the sensitive nub before gently sucking on it.
Camilla moaned into his ear as she began kissing and nipping his neck. Jayden released the nipple when he was sure it was erect then proceeded to do the same to the other breast. Camilla impatiently yanked on his pants, but couldn’t get them down.
She made an impatient noise in the back of her throat as she reached her hands down and fumbled with his belt. She finally succeeded in undoing it, and she pushed his pants down halfway.
Jayden’s hands came up to stop hers. “Not yet. I want you to come a few times first,” he whispered huskily in her ear.
Camilla’s stomach dipped as one of his hands moved down and underneath her jeans. He undid the button and pushed her jeans down just a bit before his finger plunged into her core.
She gasped as one finger made contact with her sweet spot. She wriggled her hips and pushed herself even closer for some much needed friction. He added another finger, and his fingers began to move back and forth, he pressed his lips to hers and licked her bottom lip.
Camilla’s hips began rocking back and forth as she tried to kiss him back with as much passion as he was making her feel.
Jayden bit down gently on her bottom lip, and Camilla opened her mouth to allow him access. Their tongues began a slow, sensual battle for dominance as Jayden’s fingers kept up a steady pace.
Camilla whimpered as her hand reached down and cupped him. She began stroking him over his boxer shirts, and he jerked in her hand as she felt his member grow even bigger.
She smiled against his lips as Jayden began picking up the pace. Camilla felt her orgasm begin to build up, so Jayden brought one hand up and pinched her nipples to send her toppling over the edge.
Jayden swallowed back her moan as her body shuddered with the after effects of the orgasm. She stilled as Jayden tore his lips away from hers, and she stared at him through hooded eyes.
They both turned towards the door as they heard it giggle. “Cam, Jay, are you okay?”
Jayden took a deep breath. “We’re fine, Sis. Just didn’t want Aby to break something in the kitchen.”
“Right.” Her voice sounded skeptical. “Well, we forgot to get something for desert, so Lee, Aby and I are heading to the supermarket to see what we can round up. Do you guys want anything specific?”
“Maybe some strawberries and whipped cream?” Camilla called out as a suggestion. Jayden raised one eyebrow as he stared at her lips and smirked.
“Okay, sure. I’ll see if I can pick up some vanilla ice cream too.”
They heard the sound of Katherine moving away, and they both heaved a sigh of relief before they heard her footsteps coming back. “By the way, in case you don’t think I know what’s going on in there, I do. Worried that Aby will break something my ass. Just make sure you’re both safe, and feel free to use the bedroom when we leave.”
Jayden began to choke on his laughter as Camilla blushed and hid herself in his shirt.
They heard the front door shut, and Jayden’s laughter turned to quiet chuckling.
“Cam?”
“Nuh uh.”
“I didn’t even say anything.” Jayden’s voice sounded amused.
“You don’t have to.” Her voice sounded muffled, so she pulled her head away just a bit. “I can’t believe Kat knows.”
Jayden’s hands came up around her and wrapped her in a hug. “Kat is entirely too perceptive for her own good, but come on, she was trying to talk you up while we were waiting for you to get back from work, so it’s not like she didn’t want this to happen.”
“I know, but I’m sure she didn’t mean like this, not less than a day after we met, and on the kitchen counter no less.”
Jayden pulled back, and titled Camilla’s head up, so she was looking her in the eye. “I know it’s not ideal, but believe me, I haven’t felt this way in a long time, and I would like to date you, so if you’re uncomfortable right now, we can stop. Do you want to stop?”
Camilla smiled at him as she pressed her lips to his for a sweet kiss. She pulled back. “No, I don’t want to stop, but I think we should take her advice and move this to the bedroom upstairs.”
Jayden pulled back and helped her off the counter. He pulled his pants up just a little, so they weren’t sagging. “I have an idea though. Do you have any whipped cream in your fridge?”
“A little, why?”
Jayden gave her a wicked grin as he opened the fridge, rummaged around for the can and took it out. The timer went off, so he switched off the oven and tugged on Camilla’s hands as they raced up the stairs.
They barely made it to Camilla’s bedroom when Jayden pushed her up against the wall and began kissing her again. Camilla impatiently tugged on his jeans, and he pulled back to kick them to the other side of room.
Jayden continued to kiss her as he helped her get out of her jeans. They joined his on the other side of the room.
Jayden maneuvered them, so that Camilla’s legs hit the bed. She fell backwards onto the mattress, and Jayden soon joined her as his hands moved all over her body. He pulled back and gazed at her as he brought up the whipped cream. “Feeling hungry?”
Camilla grinned as she leaned back and nodded. “Starving.”
Jayden shook the can as he began to spray whipped cream all over her stomach. Camilla’s eyes fluttered closed as he began to lick it off of her.
Camilla sat up and pushed him back as she came up and straddled him. “My turn.”
She sprayed the whipped cream all over his chest and down to his happy trail. She tossed the can to the center of the room before she lowered her head and began to lick the whipped cream off. She took her time, making sure that Jayden was writhing beneath her as she licked every inch of his body.
She pulled back and pressed her lips to his for a kiss letting the whipped cream on her lips rub all over him. Jayden growled in the back of his throat as his hands came up to rest on her hips.
Their hips began to rock against each other as their breathing grew louder. Camilla wrenched herself away and reached into the nightstand and tore open a pack of condoms.
Jayden kicked off his boxers, and Camilla helped him put it on as he gently brushed her hair behind her ears. He reached over and gently nibbled on her ear as his hands found their way down to her sweet spot.
His hands found their way underneath her panties, and he began rubbing her fast until Camilla was panting with desire. Just as she was about to peak, Jayden removed his hand and slammed into her on top of her panties.
Camilla cried out as wave after wave of pleasure tore through her. She drew sharp, ragged breaths as Jayden helped her out of her panties.
He positioned himself, and Camilla lifted her hips up before she slowly came down. They both groaned at the impact, and Camilla repeated this a few times until they finally had a rhythm. Jayden began to wriggle his hips, and Camilla huffed as Jayden’s hands came and began to play with her breasts. She pressed herself forward, so that his hands were on her breasts. He removed his hands and buried his face in her breasts where he began to suck and lick.
Camilla’s hands were clawing up and down his back when he began to bite her nipples hard. Jayden shifted, so he was sitting up, and they were pressed against each other, their legs wrapped around each other’s waists as he continued to move in and out of her.
Camilla’s hips began to move faster, and Jayden groaned as he tore his lips away from her breast and dug his teeth into her shoulder.
Camilla began to kiss his neck as she felt her climax began to build up. “Faster,” she whispered.
Jayden began to grunt as he pumped faster and faster until her muscles clenched, and she came with a shout. Jayden’s own release followed soon after, and they both sat there for a minute, holding onto each other, the sound of their heavy breathing filling the room.
Jayden slowly pulled out of her, and he leaned back and pulled her down with him. She curled into his side, and he placed his arm around her shoulders as he pressed a sweet kiss to her forehead.
Camilla kissed his cheek as her eyes fluttered closed. White spots danced behind her field of vision, and her body tingled with pleasure.
“I told you that you liked me,” Jayden said.
Camilla opened one eye and gazed at Jayden’s smirk. “Well, in case you haven’t noticed, you like me too.” She gestured between them.
“Maybe a little.” Jayden shrugged as a smile played on the corner of his lips.
“Maybe a little, eh? Well, then I guess you’d better get going because I need to go find a guy who’s going to say more than just ‘maybe a little’.”
Jayden scowled as he rolled on top of her and pinned her arms on either side of her face. “You’re not going anywhere.”
Camilla smiled at him as she rubbed her nose against his. “Wouldn’t dream of it, so do you want to go on a date?”
Jayden kissed her forehead and chuckled as he rested his against hers. “I thought you’d never ask.”
He pulled back to look at her a while later and grinned mischievously. “I want to see if my theory is correct.”
“What theory?”
“That you’re ticklish,” Jayden responded as he poked her side.
Camilla squirmed as she tried to move out from underneath him. “Stop that!”
She shrieked as he continued to pull the sheet over their heads and tickled her.
THE END
In The Sea: A Workplace Romance
Chapter One
Ashlyn had barely thrown her bag on the bed assigned to her before she hurried out the house’s back door. There was nothing like the beach, and she didn’t want to wait to hear the sound of the waves and feel the warm sand between her toes. The beach was one of her favorite places ever, even though she had only been a few times. She was like a mermaid when it came to the water, and she had tried out for the swim team solely so that she could spend time in the pool at her high school.
“Wow!” Ashlyn said quietly as she stood at the edge of the steps that came down on the beachside of the dunes. She kicked her flipflops off and tossed them to the side beside a few other pairs of flipflops. She was at the beach, and the crew was going to be there for two full weeks.
“Thank goodness for beach scenes,” Ashlyn murmured. She looked around, but the beach was fairly empty. Most people weren’t quite off work yet, and the all-dayers had gotten tired already. It was the perfect time. “Too bad I didn’t take time to put on my swimsuit. I’ll just dip my toes in.” Ashlyn began walking along the edge of the beach, the cool water making the sand squish beneath her toes.
Mark was trying to invade her thoughts, but Ashlyn was trying to push him out. She had pretty much ignored him as much as possible after their interesting encounter. He was still nice to her, and he acted like every gentleman should. Ashlyn was doubting herself. Maybe she really had said something that made him think what he did was okay. If she didn’t remember, then she could have said yes.
Ashlyn gazed out over the ocean. It stretched on to the horizon. The beach wrapped around and stuck out, creating almost an inlet. The waves were tough, and Ashlyn knew that the current would tug strongly under the top layer of water.
Ashlyn froze as she saw something splashing in the water. She first saw hands flailing, then she caught a brief glance of a head. All was silent as the person disappeared, then the person bobbed up again and frantically gulped in air.
Ashlyn didn’t have to think a moment longer. This person was drowning! She had to save him! Ashlyn plunged into the water, her clothes still on. She fought through the breakers and soon reached a smoother part of the ocean, but by now, her feet were barely touching. Ashlyn took a deep breath and began swimming as fast as she could, the weight of her shorts tugging down at her waist. She didn’t care. She pushed onward.
Ashlyn reached the bobbing man, and she saw that he was bigger than she was. Luckily, the salt in the water would help him stay somewhat afloat as she pulled him to a safer depth. Ashlyn wrapped an arm around the man’s chest, seeing the surprise in his eyes as she grabbed on to him. She didn’t have time for formalities. She had to help this person. He might die if she left him out here.
He started fighting against her, but Ashlyn knew how to save a life. She steadily pulled him toward shore. She moved a lot slower with him in tow, but she finally made it to where she could safely stand and the current’s pull was not too strong.
The man started coughing. Ashlyn looked at him and wondered if she should pat his back or tell him to raise his arms, but as she moved toward him, he took a step away.
“Can you breathe?” she asked, ready to perform CPR if necessary.
The man nodded his head up and down. As Ashlyn watched him, she couldn’t believe it. Was he laughing? What was he laughing about? Ashlyn gently bobbed in the waves as she looked at this strange man who was laughing about a near-death experience.
“Do you need help making it to shore?” Ashlyn tried again, trying to help the man as much as possible. Maybe he was a lunatic as well. Maybe that was why he was in the middle of the ocean in the first place.
Finally, the man coughed up a little water, gave a final cough, and wiped at his mouth. “You sure are a strong thing for being so little,” he commented.
He had a southern accent, and Ashlyn smiled at the twang in his “thing.” “It’s really not hard to save someone, even if they’re bigger than you, but it would have been easier if you hadn’t been struggling so much. Couldn’t you tell I was trying to help you?”
The man threw back his head and laughed. Ashlyn was indignant. What was so funny, and why couldn’t she be included in the joke? “I didn’t need any saving, but I do appreciate the effort.”
“What do you mean you didn’t need any saving? You were flailing around like you were being tugged under!” Ashlyn set her face in a straight line to this character of a man.
“I was looking for a shell,” the man continued. “The best shells are found away from the beach where the tide has not turned them and broken them so much. I had my goggles, and I was diving down. I found a real beauty, but an undercurrent pulled me just then. I wasn’t able to grab onto the shell. I just sort of rolled it with my fingers. The current somehow managed to tear my goggles away. So, I was trying to get that shell and my goggles. That’s why I was bobbing up and down like a lost sea buoy.”
Ashlyn couldn’t help it. A smile slowly spread across her face, then she started to giggle. “I guess I shouldn’t wait around for a thank you, then. I just made you lose the location of your precious shell.”
The man laughed. “Hey, it’s no big deal. I’m sure I’ll find another shell just as nice that won’t be so dangerous to my life. I’m Brandon.”
“Ashlyn.” Ashlyn wasn’t sure if she should shake hands or just leave the ocean. After all, she wasn’t wearing a swim suit, and the water was really weighing down on her shorts.
“It’s nice to meet you. You are very kind to have come out to the ocean when you clearly weren’t dressed for swimming today.”
Ashlyn looked down and saw that her pale pink blouse was now clinging to her, clearly showing the lines of her bra. Ashlyn blushed and tried to pull the shirt away from her body, but the water wouldn’t let that happen.
“Well,” she said, trying to turn the attention away from her shirt. “I gues
s I have served my purpose here. You are saved, whether you wanted it or not, and I had a refreshing swim.”
“Whether you wanted it or not,” Brandon finished off. “Hey, I’ve got a towel on the beach. It’ll be nice and warmed up by the sun right about now. I insist you use it.”
“No, really, it’s okay,” Ashlyn said. “My house isn’t a far walk from here. I don’t mind. In fact, it feels rather nice to be cooled off.”
“Do you have a vacation home then?” Brandon started leading the way into shore, and Ashlyn instinctually followed him. After all, she needed to go back to the house anyway.
“No, no, no,” she quickly denied. “Nothing of the sort. I’m actually. . .well, I’m working with a film crew. We’re filming a movie in the area, and everyone is put up in a beach house while we’re working.”
“Wow! That sounds nice! What movie are you filming?”
“It’s called Firebird. It won’t be out for at least another year, though. It takes a crazy amount of time to cut and produce a movie.”
“Will your name be in the credits?”
“I don’t know,” Ashlyn replied. “So, what are you doing here, spending time diving for seashells?”
“I know this may sound crazy, but I’m house sitting.”
“You’re house sitting? At the beach?”
“Yes, it is a thing. The house is actually a half hour drive from here, so I’m not as close as you might think. Anyway, the family is going to spend the summer in Europe, and they wanted someone to take care of their house while they were gone.”
“So you take care of the house?” Ashlyn just wasn’t getting this idea.
“Yes, I’m not paid to do it, but I get a place to live for a few months. Meanwhile, it gives me time to work on my music. I’m hoping that if I get good enough, I can do more than just perform at birthday parties or ladies’ luncheons.”
“Do you play an instrument or do you sing?”