Ding!
We left the elevator and rushed for my room.
I fumbled with my wallet, frantically trying to find my room keycard, while I kissed Camille. She stroked me through my trousers, not caring who happened to walk by and see us.
Finally I managed it—I got the keycard through the slot and the door clicked open. I opened the door and we burst in, kissing wildly, passionately, my hands running over her blouse and fondling her breasts, when—
A voice came from inside the room. “Uh, hey there, guys.”
Shit. Hunter.
The spook made Camille jump, and she took refuge behind my back. Hunter was lying in bed, reading a novel.
“Didn't mean to scare you,” he said. And the shit-eating grin he wore said it all: he was loving this.
“Fuck,” I mumbled to Camille. “Sorry. I forgot.”
“You forgot you have a roommate?” Camille said from behind me, and she gave my ass a pinch.
“Well, yeah, kinda.”
Thankfully, Hunter's a cool roommate. He hopped off the bed and stepped into a pair of slippers. “It's okay. I was just about to, uh, go hang out in the hotel lounge, actually.”
I clapped his shoulder as he walked by. “Sorry, big guy. But thanks.”
He gave me a shoulder pat in return. “Don't worry about it. Star of the game right here.” He smiled at Camille. “Hey Camille. Good to see you again. Everybody loved those cupcakes, by the way. You're a big hit with the Blizzard boys.”
“Thanks,” she said quietly, with a touch of embarrassment.
Hunter left us alone. I didn't miss a beat. As soon as that door shut, I picked Camille up, threw her over my shoulder, and carried her to the bed.
She squealed, pounding her fists against my back. “Where are you taking me?!”
“Where do you think?”
I threw her into my bed and pounced.
I couldn't tear her clothes off fast enough. The silver buttons of her blouse unsnapped in a hurry, and her bra came off, and I cupped my greedy hands under her breasts. I peeled her tight jeans off her round, plump ass. The sight of her in nothing but her panties and thigh-high fishnet leggings made me growl like a starving animal.
I sat back on my heels and admired her form. “Goddamn. You are sexy.”
She demurred. “Beau. Come here. I want you.”
I shook my head. “Not yet.”
“No?”
“First I want to taste you.”
I lifted her legs and spread her apart. The texture of her fishnets, sliding against my hands, made my eyes roll back in my head.This is just like I always wanted her.
“Oh,” she gasped as my face neared her crotch heat.
Chapter 19
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Camille
