watched as he leaned back into his seat and put the car in gear.
* * * *
Cameron was lost. Lost in desire…in a growing passion. Somewhere her clothes lay scattered along the floor from the kitchen, living room…bedroom. One moment they were in the middle of a conversation and the next she was in his arms. His mouth claimed hers, and any resolve she had dissolved into the night.
He felt too good. She surrendered to the moment. Their naked bodies pressed together. Somehow, someway, they had made it into his bedroom, his bed. Though, at the moment, she didn’t care where she was, as long as he was there. Need flooded her. Need. Desire. Passion.
She had only a brief impression of his impressive home, a high -rise condo overlooking Boston Harbor. From the balcony, he had a magnificent view where the Boston skyline lit up in the night sky. Elegantly furnished, a leather sofa sat in front of a huge HD television, which seemed to take up the whole wall. Oriental lamps sat on glass end tables. The room opened into a dining room, where Cameron glimpsed a cherry wood dining room table and hutch.
Across the room were massive built-in bookshelves covering most of the back wall, curving around into the next room…his bedroom.
She vaguely remembered their conversation. How he became an ADA. Graduated Harvard Law. His mother a judge, his father a senior partner in Boston’s largest law firm. She remembered asking whether he wanted to become a judge like his mother…
“ The only thing I want is you,” he answered her. Then there was no more talk. He silenced her with a kiss.
She lay back on his bed —naked, exposed, and vulnerable. Everything had moved so fast. He lay beside her. His tongue danced across one breast. Then he suckled her breast in his mouth, shocking her, arousing her. He doused every thought from her mind except one. All she knew was that she wanted his hands on her, all over her.
Lost in the delirium, she cried out when he slid his hand lower. She felt his fingers lightly touching her between her legs and she wanted more. His warm fingers slid into her and she arched up toward him. Her hands clutched his shoulders as his thumb brushed against her, sending a rush of pleasure surging through her. She cried out. She heard him chuckle and he lowered his head. His mouth pressed against the soft skin of her legs.
The warmth of his breath against her sent a cascade of sensations spiraling in her, making her shudder with anticipation. Then his mouth claimed her. Every inch of her body burned. She gasped, unable to breathe at all until she had no choice. Breathlessly, she whispered his name. He brushed his tongue against her, stroking her. She exploded. Wave after wave crashed over her.
She was semi-conscious when he broke from her. Through a fog , she watched him withdraw a condom from the nightstand. A moment later, he drew her to him and urged her to straddle him. He put two hands on her hips and she covered him. He cupped her breasts and began to gently squeeze her nipples. The next instant, she rode him, faster and faster, until she felt his own control shatter. She cried out as pleasure washed over her, again and again.
She collapsed on top of him at the end. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him. She fell asleep against his bare chest.
* * * *
Darren woke. He hadn’t slept so soundly in weeks. A smile crossed his lips as he remembered the night. Then he looked at his alarm clock in surprise. Three in the morning. Movement caught his eye. In the dim light , he saw a bare butt leaning down to pick up her clothing.
Damn! Cameron was bolting. He watched her for a moment in silence. No one had ever left his bed. Not that he had brought many ladies to his home, but he had always been the one to sneak away in the dead of the night. He had done so many times, but this irritated him.
On an impulse, he had asked her to come along with him after the game. How long had it been since someone