Facing Me (15 page)

Aiden wraps his
arm around me, saying goodnight to everyone.  Once we’re in the hallway, I
look at Luke, who just nods in understanding. “I’ll be down to pack in the
morning.  If you need anything just call me, okay?” I ask, feeling bad
that I asked them come with me but haven’t spent much time with them.  I
have been wrapped up in work, sure; but Aiden has dominated every spare second
of my thoughts and time since we got here.
Aiden has dominated nearly every thought
in your head for months, Camaron, just admit it.
 

“We’re good,
Cammie,” he replies, “Chase and I fly out just before noon tomorrow for home.”

“What?” I gasp,
pulling away from Aiden making him watch me intently.  Aiden’s eyes
bouncing between Luke and me possessively staking his claim, while I stand just
out of his reach. “I thought you were going to stay for the
Rock
For A
Cure Fest
?” The finality of it stings.  They
are leaving, I’m not.  The last couple of months, Chase and Luke have been
the only people I have had to count on. I’ve spent so much time holding on to
Luke and Chase for strength and security, knowing they aren’t going to be here
tomorrow hurts.

“Cammie, you
don’t need us here.” Leaning down, he whispers into my ear so that only I can
hear; I can feel the heat from Aiden’s stare on my back. “You’re gonna get your
sweet little ass on that bus and prove to everyone, especially yourself, that
you can run the show, just like I know you can.” Luke kisses my cheek; then
walks down to the elevator.

“Everything
alright?” Aiden asks, taking my hand while we walk. “You aren’t regretting
anything, are you, Cam?” He asks, but it isn’t the job he thinks I’m
regretting.  It’s him, and all he shared with me today; that has him
thinking I’m about to run from him again.  I know what he dropped on me
was a lot for him, I also know that there is more to the story, and he will
tell me that once he is ready; but he has got to get it through his head that
I’m not going anywhere.

The minute we
step inside the door, I slam him against the wall.  Aiden is second
guessing
my
feelings, which is something he does not get to do. 
His eyes darken, burning up every inch of me with his eyes.  My hands hold
his wrists above our heads, pinning them to the wall; both of us heaving for
breath, our chest pressing against each other. “Aiden, read my lips,” I start,
reaching up on my toes so that our lips are a breath apart.  I can almost
taste him; just the thought has my knees weak.  My nipples harden,
pressing through my shirt, every ounce of me desperate for his touch.  My
lips turn up in a smile, “I don’t want you to think about anything other than
what you want to do to me right now.”

Pushing Aiden
isn’t exactly a genius idea; it could end badly if he decides to walk away. 
I won’t know where it goes unless I try though, right?  Suddenly, I’m
feeling braver than I ever have and the fact that he is over thinking things
doesn’t hurt, it pisses me off.  Sex, and the explosive passion between
us, is something we always seem to get right.  If we work at the rest of
our relationship, I have no doubt it will all come together too.  Today,
alone, we have made huge ground.  My tongue darts out, brazenly sliding
along his bottom lip, setting him off. 

Aiden grabs my
hips, his fingers digging in as he grinds his erection into my belly. “Strip
for me, now.  Then you’ll get on those knees for me baby.” He rumbles, the
command making my whole body tremble with anticipation.  Whatever Aiden
plans to do to me or use me for tonight, I have no doubt that I will love every
second of it.      

Spank You With A
Love Song.

*Aiden*

Without
indecision, Camaron kicks out of her shoes and starts tossing her clothes onto
the chair.  In the hall, I wanted to rip out Luke’s throat for even
touching her.  Tomorrow can’t come soon enough.  He will be gone and
I will be on the bus with Cam.  The only consolation is I know she doesn’t
feel anything as intense for him as she does for me.  One thing about Cam,
her eyes give everything away.  I can look at them, and see the very
depths of her through the blue flames.  Of course I’m jealous as hell that
Luke was there for her when I wasn’t.  It’s my fault, I told her to go; I
should be thankful she didn’t go through it alone. 

Cam kneels naked
before me, her tongue darting out to wet her bottom lip. 
Fuck
me.  I’m about to come in my damn jeans before she touches me.
 
  Unbuttoning my pants, I shove them down my thighs, freeing my
throbbing cock.   I cup Cam’s face in my hands, tenderly, before
sliding my hands into her hair. “Open for me, baby.” I barely manage to get out
before she wraps her lips around me, sucking me deep.  I want nothing more
than to close my eyes and enjoy every second, but I can’t look away.  My
eyes are held spellbound watching my hips thrust against her, while she moans
around me in satisfaction. 

Cam’s hands
slide up the back of my thighs, encouraging me silently to plunge into her
harder, faster.  Her tongue runs along the bottom of my dick, slowly
dragging along, making me insane. “That’s it Cam, give me those eyes.  I
want to look into those blue flames when I come down your throat, baby.” I
command, but if she denied me I would gladly beg for those eyes.  I need
them like I need fucking air.  Even though I need to call the shots, I
can’t deny how weak she makes me.  All that power Cam has when she is
working the business end of things, the way she stepped up tonight with getting
everyone informed and making a plan, was astounding.  That just makes her
submission to me that much more beautiful in my eyes.

Her eyes meet
mine in a rush of emotion, making me damn near lose it. “I’m going to count to
three,” I explain, rolling my hips, lazily, trying to hold back. “As I count, I
will slam my cock into the back of your throat.  Swallow me whole,
baby.  Take everything I choose to give you, because I’ll never give it to
anyone else.”  The surrender in her eyes is her silent acceptance. 
Pulling back, I roll my hips, only to dive back in staking my claim on every single
inch of her hot mouth as it sheaths my cock. “One!” I bite out, and without
faltering she swallows around me, gripping me like a vise.  The feeling is
outstanding, not another damn thing like it. 

Again, I slide
out slow only to plunge in fast and hard.  “Two!” I shout, again she
swallows, even harder than before.  Her loud moan vibrating my dick as it
swells in her mouth. “Fuck Cam!  I’m not gonna last.” I groan, thrusting
again, “Three!  Shit!” I bark, my release shooting hot and fast down her
throat.  Her nails dig into my ass while she swallows my release,
hungrily.

I slide out of
her mouth with a pop, Cam smiles victoriously, sitting back on her heels. “You
seem pleased with yourself.”

“I am.” She tosses
out, winking at me.  The boldness in her tone surprises me, but secretly,
I am loving the fact that she is no longer afraid to challenge me.  The
more sass she gives me, the more I want to dive face first between her thighs
and devour her until she screams for mercy.  I need submission from her,
but not weakness.  That is the amazing thing about her; she is strong,
independent, tossing sass out at me like the vixen that she is.  What
makes my damn knees weak is the fact that she hands it all over to me. 
The trust she allows me to have, the power she gives me over her body; it’s a
thing of beauty.  Together, it’s as if we have a rhythm all our own that
no one understands, except us.   

“Stand up.” I
command.  The moment she does, I walk around her, grabbing a chair from
the dinette table. “Sit, Camaron, all the way against the back of the chair.”
She sits, pushing her back flush against the back of the seat. “Good girl,” I
say, making her sigh in pleasure. “Grab the arm rests, I’m going to tie your hands.”

Pulling the
paracord bracelet from my wrist, I make quick work of separating the blue and
black cords, tying her wrists to the arm rests.  Standing behind her I
strip, tossing my clothes and boots out of the way.  Cam sits patiently;
her breasts bounce with each breath she takes while she waits for me to touch
her.  Reaching out, I graze my fingers along her collar bone; her pulse
quickening under my fingertips.  Cupping her breast, I roll her nipple
slowly between my thumb and finger, until it hardens. “You seem to be enjoying
yourself, baby, but you’re very quiet.  Let’s see what we can do about
that shall we?”

I drop to my
knees, yanking her legs apart.  My fingers sliding behind her knees, then
I pull until her ass slides to the very edge of the chair. “If you try to close
your legs, Camaron, I’ll tie them to the chair legs.  Use your safe word
if you need to.  Do you remember your safe word Camaron?” I ask, meeting
her eyes.

“Yes, Aiden, I
do.” She pants.

I look down at
her feet as she curls her toes into the carpet. “Oh baby, that won’t help
you.  I’m going to make you come so hard, Cam, the only thing you will be
able to do is cry out my name.”  Leaning down, I kiss her knee.  I
spread her legs wider, the sight of her open to me, makes my mouth water. 
My mouth nips up her inner thigh; Cam moans as I lick and nip my way up to her
apex. 

“Aiden, please.”
She pants, desperation pouring off every word. “I can’t take anymore.”

My dick twitches
at her plea. “Oh, Camaron, you will." I scold.  My finger parts her
lips, she jumps the moment I graze her clit.  I dive in like a hungry man,
starving for her taste.  My tongue flicks against her clit, before I suck
it into my mouth.  My hand slides up her body, grabbing her breast,
pinching her nipple.  Cam moans, struggling to keep her legs still.
 Her thighs tighten, trembling as I plunge my tongue into her pussy.
 Thrusting, teasing her, giving her a taste of what my cock is aching to
do to her.  Her sweet taste floods my tongue, feeding my desire.  I
lap at her like a man who has just found a desert oasis, unable to get
enough.  Cam’s hands grip the armrests tightly; her cries of pleasure
echoing off the walls, driving me like a crazed man, desperate to make her
explode in my mouth.  Flattening my tongue, I run it up to her clit once
more then suck at her harder than before.  Like pushing a button, Camaron
explodes; not letting up, I pinch her nipple harder.

“Aiden!
 God, Aiden.  Yes!” She screams, her legs coming up over my
shoulders, her hips desperately trying to grind against my mouth. “Please don’t
stop.”

Rising up on my
knees, I attack her mouth.  Thrusting my tongue against hers, biting at
her lip, both of us ravenous for each other.  Unable to get enough of her,
I grab the back of her head, pulling her hard against me.  I consume her,
minute by minute, until I can’t breathe and have to pull back for air.
 Cam’s eyes are blazing when I look into them.  Her body trembling
with the aftershocks of her orgasm, but the need for me still etched on her
face.  Without a word, I yank at the cords on the chair, freeing her
hands.  Grabbing her wrists, I run my fingers along the marks left by her
restraints. “Aiden?” Cam asks, once she’s caught her breath.  Emotions
licking at the back of my throat like flames; things I want to say to her, that
I need her to hear, but the words won’t come.  I do the only thing I can
think to do.

Grabbing her
hips, I toss her over my shoulder making her yelp in surprise. “You moved your
legs.  Now, I’m going to redden that luscious ass of yours, then fuck you
until the windows shatter from your screams." I say arrogantly, nearly
sprinting down the damn hall to my bedroom.  I may not be able to say the
words I need her to hear; but my body speaks to hers in a way nothing else ever
could.  Flicking the light on with my elbow, I let Cam slide slowly down
my body, so she can feel every single inch of me; I roll my hips against her
once her toes hit the carpet.

“Aiden…” She
mouths, but I am not exactly sure what she is pleading for.

Taking her hand,
I walk over and sit on the end of the bed.  Cam’s eyes are fixed on my
dick, sticking straight up from between my spread legs, begging to drive into
her again and again. “Steady yourself across my lap Camaron.”
    

Cam does just as
I instruct her.  I angle her so that the top half of her is face down on
the mattress, my dick pressing hard against her belly.  Wrapping one arm
around her waist, my other hand caresses her ass.  Teasing her by
alternating firmer, hard touches with softer, tender ones,
has
her writhing in my lap, pushing back against my hand.

"Eager to
feel my hand aren't we, Cam?" I ask, even though I know the answer.
 Before she can answer, my hand comes down with a loud slap.  Her
breath rushes out of her in a whoosh, but I don't miss the little sigh that
follows.  My dick stirs beneath her, anxious to be buried balls deep
inside her warmth. "Open wider for me." I command, needing this just
as badly as she does.  My hand comes down again, lower this time; letting
my fingers part her, I graze her clit.

"Like this
Camaron?" I ask, rubbing slow circles. "Would you rather I just did
this?  You don't need to be spanked, do you baby?" I ask, when she
squirms on my lap.

"I do!
 I need it.  Please, Aiden, harder." She begs, I smile victoriously.

"Yes, I
know you do." I reply, plunging two fingers deep into her pussy.
"You're so wet from just two slaps baby, your pussy is greedy."

Slipping from
her, I slap her ass, again and again; never coming down in the same place
twice.  I watch her beautiful ass turn pink, then redden more under my
hand, with each slap.   My cock is about to go off like a loaded
gun.  Cam's moans are growing more needy and desperate with every slap of
my hand.  Her hips arch back, seeking more, but I stop.  Running my
fingers along the swollen lips of her pussy, I spread her as wide as I can
before plunging two fingers into her again.  Instantly, her hips roll,
greedily seeking the release she needs.  "Come for me, Cam." I
whisper gruffly, brushing my thumb over her clit while she fucks herself on my
hand.  

Camaron bucks
and twists in my lap, her orgasms ripping through her, "I'm coming, oh
shit!  Aiden!" She cries out, then goes limp in my arms.

“You still on
the pill, baby?” I ask, dying to be back in her skin on skin.

“Yes,
Aiden.  Please, nothing between us ever again.” She replies, just as needy
as I am to have me inside her.

Turning her onto
her back, on the bed, I plunge into her; unable to wait another second.
 Grabbing her legs I push them over my shoulders, angling her hips to
thrust harder and faster.  The need to make her come again overrides even
my own pleasure.  Hell, it's the most erotic gratification to watch her
come undone under my hands.  No one has ever gripped me this way.  It
was all about me shooting my load, about me getting off.  With Cam it's
different.  I float in euphoria with every single climax I pull from
Camaron's body.  

Dipping my head,
I suck her nipple into my mouth; her back arches, cries of pleasure piecing the
air. "Aiden, more; please, I need more." She begs, driving me like a
machine.  My hips thrust violently, desperate to drive us both over the
edge.  Camaron screams in pleasure, her core gripping me like a fist.
 Sweat glistens across her skin, my mouth tasting inch after inch of sweet
skin.  

Camaron's hands
grip my hips, trying to force me to go faster, to give her the rough fuck she
needs so badly.  I need it too; to fill her and stretch her almost to the
point of pain.  The delicious bite that is the most intense pleasure, that's
what we both crave.  Pulling back, I meet her eyes, "I'm goin' to
take you hard now, Cam." I ground out between breaths and slam into her.
 

"Shit!"
She screams, her inner walls clamping hard around my dick. "Aiden, yes,
please again."

Rolling my hips,
I pump into her again and again, unrelenting.  Harder and harder, unable
to slow down.  I push us both to the point of exhaustion, but I can't
quit.  Cam's eyes lock on mine; the blue sapphires ignite me, my heart
beating out of my chest, my stomach dropping into my toes.  I slam against
her, panting hard as she goes over, coming hard.  Her screams send me over
with her.  I shove my face into the crook of her neck, inhaling her sent
as I fill her with my release.

Easing out of her,
I pull Cam against me, burying my face in her hair. “I love you Cam.  I
love you so damn much it hurts.” I murmur.  She sighs, contently, pressing
kisses softly into my palm, then to my wrist.  My pulse races against her
lips.  I have never cuddled after having sex with anyone, except
Camaron.  This is just one more thing I have with her; not because she
takes it, or because I give it to her.  This has nothing to do with our
sexual kink in any way; Cam gets this from me because she deserves it. 
She makes me want to be better, for her.  There isn’t anything I wouldn’t
do for this woman, all she would ever have to do is ask.  Maybe my brother
is right; I probably am a pussy, but for Cam I’d give my last damn breath to
see those eyes fill with love for me.    Settling against the
pillows, the last thing I hear, before I fall asleep, is Cam saying she loves
me, before walking into the bathroom.