clung to him. “You’re so tall.”
Cameron
grinned as he lifted her off her feet and brought her to sit across his knee on
a chair by the table. He looked into her eyes, determined to establish their relationship.
“This
is it, Patti. Blake is my twin. He and Amanda, the girl and Sub you saw him
with, are an item. I hadn’t visited the club for almost a year when we met
there, and it would have been easy for your friend to think Blake and I are the same person. I meant what I said to you in the park.
I’ve done nothing but think of you since you didn’t show up at The Club when we
were to meet that Friday night.” He laughed. “Actually, since I met you. Please
be mine.” His heart pounded alarmingly.
Patti
ran a hand along his jaw. “What does it mean to be yours?”
Cameron
took her hand and kissed her fingertips. “It means I love you.” His voice
dropped to a whisper.
Patti
took a deep breath. “I love you, too.”
Relief
flooded Cameron. He held her close. “Where’s your bedroom? Let’s forget the
coffee.”
Patti
snuggled into his chest. “Yes, Sir.”
An
uneasy feeling traveled through Cameron’s stomach. He lifted her face, his hand
gentle on her jaw. “Hey, I don’t want our love to be one long scene. Don’t call
me sir away from The Club. If you need to call me that when we’re there then
okay, I’ll accept that, but at home and out, I’d like more. I’d like
companionship and friendship. I want to make love to you and have you make love
to me. Can you accept that? I know your needs, and we’ll go to The Club when we
must.” He watched the play of emotions in her eyes and waited for some kind of
answer. An agreement or even half of one would do. Her mouth caught his
attention as she gazed up at him. With a sigh of pleasure, his eyes closing,
Cameron kissed her.
The
kiss sent a throb through his cock and he tasted her lips with the tip of his
tongue. The need to hear what she thought forced him reluctantly away from the
kiss. “Patti …” He took his hands from her face and leaned back from her.
She
smiled gently. “It sounds great.”
Cameron
lifted her as he stood. “I’m not saying you’ll escape my Dom side entirely when
we’re at home … for instance, right now, tell me where
your bedroom is or get a spanking.” Then he laughed as happiness suffused him.
She
held onto his shoulders as he strode across the kitchen. “Up the stairs, last
door on the right at the top, but I’d love to shower. What about you take us
there first? That’s through my bedroom to my en suite.”
Cameron
kissed Patti and he took the stairs carrying her. She smiled against his mouth,
as he knocked her bedroom door open with his elbow, and he grinned.
“I’m
not putting you down until you’ve turned on the faucet in the shower.”
A
door hung open at the end of her bedroom and Cameron made for it, guessing it
led to the en suite. He waited outside the shower cubicle as she reached in to
turn the water on and then he slid her to the white tiled floor.
An
urgent need to have her naked in his arms set his hands shaking as he stripped
her, kissing her satiny skin as it was revealed. Her sighs and murmurs of
pleasure drove him crazy and he captured her lips to kiss her fiercely.
Patti
unbuttoned his shirt and suit pants, her fingers delicate and teasing on his
stomach as she eased her hand down to trace the tip of his cock. She pushed his
pants down his ass and edged his boxers down.
Cameron
gasped, desire flaming through his balls. His breath left him as she trailed
her fingers down the aching column of his cock. Cameron pulled away and dragged
off his clothes. He was naked and against her body in seconds, crushing her
close, thrusting his erection against her stomach and searching her mouth with
his tongue. Fucking hell, I do love her
so much.
He
half-lifted her under the shower sprinkles as Patti stepped carefully backwards
into the cubicle.
Her
tongue slid on his, her hands
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