Girl-Code (15 page)

His arrogance returns rapidly as he grasps
my arm to prevent me from withdrawing any further, ‘where are you going?’ he
murmurs seductively, bringing himself up close to me as he leans in and softly
places his lips against mine, testing.

‘Cameron,’ I breathe against his lips, my
body tingling in apprehension.

‘SShhh,’ he tugs at my bottom lip with his
teeth before stroking it with his tongue, enticing me.  I groan, before pushing
myself into him as he deepens the kiss.  My hands move up his arms to his
strong, muscular shoulders and into his hair as our tongues battle. His hands
bring me in against his hardening groin and I feel heat pool between my
thighs.  God, I want him so much.  He moves us against the wall without
breaking the kiss where he is practically grinding against me.  My nipples are
painful pebbles of pleasure straining against my lace underwear. 

‘Lucy,’ he pants against my lips, ‘god, I
have missed you.’

I am struggling to breath, let alone speak,
as his lips find my neck and bite small nips down towards my collar bone.

‘We are outside,’ I mutter, suddenly aware
that I have to live around here and am almost climaxing leaning up against my
apartment block. ‘Cam,’ I breathe and he attempts to slow things down panting
as he steadies his breath.

‘I forget everything around you,’ he
mutters resting his forehead against mine.

I suddenly become embarrassed by my
behavior in a public place, ‘I guess it’s one way to get to know the neighbors,’
I mumble and he chuckles.

‘Can I come up?’ he whispers into my ear.

‘Do you think that is wise?’ I murmur my
body craving his attention.

‘Absolutely,’ he purrs into my ear and I attempt
to giggle but all I hear is a groan.

‘Cam,’ I murmur.

‘Come on Lucy, there is no one else
involved here now but you and I, what is stopping us?’ he reminds me.

********

Cameron grasps both my hands above my head
as I am stretched out on the bed, ‘you need tying up,’ he growls lustfully and
I bite his ear lobe gently.

‘Minx,’ he gasps as his free hand glides
down my body to find my wet core as he strokes up and down.  I wriggle against
him, I need him inside me one way or another.

‘Cam,’ I whisper, panting.

‘All in good time,’ he promises as he moves
down my body kissing and nibbling along the way.  ‘I love these breasts,’ he
breathes onto my nipple, flickering his tongue over the hard peaks.  My body
craves his as I buck my hips encouraging him to reach his destination quicker
than he currently is, he chuckles. His lips move over to the other nipple as he
bites hard and I cry out in pleasure before he licks gently.  I attempt to move
my hands to bring him towards me,

‘Cam,’ I am grumpy now, although all I hear
is breathlessness, my sex is clenching heavy with desire. 

He stills my hands with one of his, ‘keep
them there or I will tie you down,’ he promises and my insides tingle.

‘Tie me down,’ I instruct, my eyes
sparkling with the prospect of Cameron tying me to the bed.  I am almost
exploding inside as Cameron’s eyes find mine twinkling with lust and a hardness
that I have never seen before.

‘Oh Lucy,’ he tuts as a powerful grin
appears on his face, ‘now we are coloring outside of the lines,’ he releases me
as his hand drops mine and he stands his erection bobbing before him.  I lick
my lips needing to savor him.

‘I want to taste you,’ I gasp but he moves
away returning with his belt.  My heart skips a beat as excitement rips through
me.  His face is flushed his eyes appearing as black pebbles.

‘Hands behind you,’ he instructs as I kneel
up on the bed panting as I place my hands behind me.  He ties them with the
brown, leather belt at the bottom of my spine.  My breasts are naturally thrust
forward and as he turns me he dips and catches first one nipple then the other
in his mouth.

I feel my insides building and I groan
inwardly before he drops suddenly sucking my clitoris until I explode. He
thrusts his fingers in and out of me to elongate the pleasure as his breathing
becomes ragged.

‘Oh god Lucy,’ his voice is tight, ‘I so
want to fuck you right now,’ I am gasping as my insides contract around his
fingers.

‘Fuck me, Cameron,’ I beg and he gasps
before pushing me gently back until I am on the edge of the bed my legs wide as
he kneels between them.  I want to touch him, feel him but my restrained hands
prevent me from doing this.  My hands behind me tilt my abdomen up towards
Cameron as he thrusts deep inside me, his gaze intent on mine.

‘Yes, oh yes Lucy,’ he circles me his hands
moving my hips around his hard erection over and over, probing my aching core.

‘Oh yes!’ I call, throwing my head back as
I come violently around him.  He continues to thrust deep before stilling,
emptying himself into me as we climax almost simultaneously.

‘Jesus, Lucy,’ he croaks, bringing me up
towards him to release my aching wrists from their binding.  I rub them
subconsciously to allow the blood to flow through once again, I glance down and
Cameron follows my gaze.  ‘You ok?’ he checks as he rubs at the marks
remaining.

‘Fine,’ I grin, embarrassed now that
reality has settled in. 

He grins back wrapping his arms around me,
‘well, well, well,’ he kisses me softly, ‘who would have guessed eh?’ and I
flush, ‘oh no, no becoming bashful now,’ he pushes my hair back and sighs
pulling me into him, I wrap my arms around him savoring the feelings rushing
through my insides. 

‘Simon sent me an invitation to his, and
the blondes, engagement shindig,’ father calls over the table towards me.

‘Did he? Well, don’t feel the need to
attend,’ I assure him, ‘it was purely a courtesy invitation.’ I tip my drink to
my lips.

‘Why wouldn’t I go, son?’ he eyes me
suspiciously.

‘Go or don’t go, I am not concerned but
don’t go on my account is all I am saying,’ my insides churn. I don’t want, or
need him there I am escorting Lucy, the last thing I need is him screwing everything
up.  Lucy and I have spent most evenings together for the past two weeks and
things are going meticulously well.  What on earth possessed Simon to invite
him?

‘Well, I may make an appearance it depends
if I receive any better offers,’ he grins, my father at the age of fifty-five,
the male-whore.  Since mum’s departure, when I was a child, we have had a
succession of women attempt to take over the household, but they never lasted
very long.  I stopped forming any type of attachment with them, in the end,
aware that my father has the concentration span of a gnat where woman are
concerned and they usually walked out unable to tolerate his chauvinistic behavior. 

For my sixteenth birthday, he sent a woman
into my room to teach me the way of the world, in his words.  Little did he
know, I had already dabbled into the world of sex, but accepted his gift regardless? 
It wasn’t until I matured into my twenties that I realized what a terrible role
model my father was and how wrong his actions were.  He believed women were put
on this earth to satisfy a man’s needs only.

My mind rewinds to Simon prompting me not
to turn into my father and my insides chill.  I choose to have casual
relationships, on my terms, but I never mislead the women in my life like my father. 

‘So, who you screwing?’ my father enquires
disrespectfully and I roll my eyes at him.

‘Seriously father, when are you going to acquire
a bit of class?’ I mumble, irritably.

‘Oh please Cam, I hear how often you change
your bedfellows, do not begin to address me in such a hypocritical,
condescending tone.’

‘Actually, I have been seeing someone for a
while,’ I confide, before my brain questions why I would divulge that
information to my father, he will use it as a weapon only.

‘Pffft,’ he scoffs, ‘of course you have son,’
he grins.

‘Forget it,’ I mumble, ‘anyway, I have to
go,’ I stand and shake my father’s hand and exit the golf club scolding myself
for allowing him to once again aggravate me.

********

‘You look gorgeous,’ Cameron mutters as he
nibbles my neck.

‘Why thank you kind sir, you look kinda hot
yourself.’ I wrap my hand around his neck.

‘Hot!’ he glances towards me, ‘I am not a
sex object woman, how many times….’ he teases.

I have worn a black, lace, short dress that
fits where it touches, scooping at the front to tease a hint of cleavage.  I
have matched it with nude heels and a matching clutch bag straightening my
thick hair down my back.  I have highlighted my green eyes with thick, black
kohl eyeliner and layers of black mascara.  My lip gloss is pink, but is now
smeared around Cam’s lips as he nibbles my bottom lip.

‘We won’t be going anywhere if you continue
with that,’ I whisper, moving my body close to his, ‘and Cam?’

‘Hmmmm,’ he mutters as he places soft
kisses around the top of my breasts.

‘I haven’t been able to wear underwear
under this dress, otherwise I would have a VPL.’

‘A, what?’ he shocks, stopping immediately.

‘Visible panty line.  So, I have had to go
commando.’ I flirt.

‘No….’ his hand moves over my buttocks,
lifting the dress, dropping to his knees to have a closer look. ‘Oh my,’ he
grumbles, his tongue moving along the line visible from beneath the short
shaved V ‘that is not good,’ he mutters. I groan as his tongue circles my
clitoris.

********

We enter the bar that Simon and Susie have
hired out a little later than planned due to unforeseen circumstances.  Cameron
grabs my hand automatically and we move inside to the packed room.

‘Wow,’ I grin, ‘they have gone all out.’

‘I would say,’ Cameron whistles at the
decorations surrounding us.

‘Haaaaa!’ Susie screeches as she spots us,
‘hi guys,’ she engulfs us both in a hug before providing a maternal grin
towards us. ‘You guys make such a beautiful couple imagine your babies,’ she
sighs, and I roll my eyes at Cameron who is obviously used to Susie in cute
mode.  ‘Come,’ she directs us to a waiter with a tray of champagne, ‘drink,
drink.’

Thankfully Simon appears and calms his wife-to-be
down bringing his arms around her middle.  ‘You may want to slow down on the
drinks Hun, otherwise you will be asleep by ten,’ he reminds her and she slaps
him playfully on the arm.

‘Congratulations,’ I hand over a card which
I have placed some vouchers in for them to purchase whatever they don’t already
have at home.

‘Oh, thank you.’ Susie kisses my cheek once
again.

‘That’s from both of us,’ Cameron insists providing
me with a look that screams,
I forgot a card and present!
I grin up at
him and he drops a kiss on my nose.

‘Thank you guys,’ Simon calls gratefully,
‘Cam, your father arrived about an hour ago,’ his eyes burn into Cameron’s who
hisses before turning to me.

‘Excuse me for a moment,’ he mutters
sternly before he moves away, leaving me standing with Simon and Susie.

‘Oops,’ Susie attempts to break the
awkwardness, ‘come and meet Maddie’s husband, he is lovely,’ she pulls me
towards our work colleague but my mind is on Cameron and why on earth he
wouldn’t introduce me to his one and only family member.  My stomach is in
knots as the insecurities surrounding Cameron return to the forefront of my
mind.

These past weeks have been amazing, Cameron
is the most attentive man I have ever been around.  We have explored areas in
the bedroom department I never thought possible bringing us more intimate than
I could have imagined.  The way his eyes regard me is almost carnal as if he dares
anyone to come between us.

I had arranged a drink with Brad on
Wednesday evening and informed Cameron I wouldn’t be able to see him and yet he
turned up unexpectedly and said he would wait in the flat for me to return. 
When I finally arrived home he appeared as if he had been pacing his eyes
assessing me as if detecting whether anything untoward had gone on.

‘Cameron, we are friends,’ I expressed
calmly, ‘we have been through this, Brad is just a genuine guy who on our first
date encouraged me to give you a chance, by the way!’

‘So, you did date him!’ he accuses.

‘You know I did!’ I frown wrapping my arms
around him, ‘why are you so distrusting?’

‘I’m not!’ he muttered, but I saw a naivety
in his eyes that concerned me.

********

‘Cameron!’ Richard Lee slaps his son on the
back, ‘good to see you.’

‘Father,’ I mutter, anger piercing my
insides, why is he here? ‘No better offer then?’

He waves a hand, ‘this is Cassandra,’ he
introduces a blonde, curly headed woman of around Lucy’s age.

I shake her hand, ‘pleasure,’ before
turning to my father.

‘So, you on your way somewhere?’ I enquire.