24. Figure it out – Cameron
Chapter twenty-four
Figure it out – Cameron
I sat back on Everett’s couch and brainstormed while he slept in the big chair.
I took the day off to help him out, and when he woke up, I heated up that soup for him.
After he ate, we sat at the table together, and I grabbed his hand.
“Besides telling Sheriff Clay about the rest of what’s been happening. What else can we do?”
“Alfred already put extra security in, so we need to check the footage. Even if the back camera was destroyed, we should be able to download what it recorded up to that point. Right?”
“Maybe. Do you have some paper to write this down?”
“In the kitchen, drawer by the fridge.” I went and opened a drawer full of silverware. “No, that next one.”
“Ah…hmm…” It was a typical junk drawer and took me a minute of rummaging to come up with paper and pen. Then I sat at the table and jotted down what we had so far. “What else?”
“Not sure if the insurance company is going to pay for all the damages. I’m probably going to need a loan or refinance my house or something.”
“Okay, reviewing finances…” I added that to the list. “But you can make it up faster and pay it off faster if you sell more beer. Maybe you need a marketing promotion of some kind?”
“I was hoping to get that book to help with that anyway.”
“Do you have anything specific in mind yet?”
“I don’t know. But I could hire some college girls to go into some of our bars and promote it.”
“Wearing skimpy clothes? Or maybe dressed up like a bottle of beer?”
“Those are both out.” When he laughed, my heart felt lighter than it had since I met him. He made me crazy, and I swear if I were a cartoon, I’d have big hearts for eyeballs that popped out at him all the time. When he caught me staring at him, he blushed and looked down at the table.
“Don’t be embarrassed. You’re gorgeous and I’m gonna look.”
“Look all you want.” He sucked his bottom lip between his teeth, making me want to launch myself over the table to kiss that lip, but he was still recovering.
Instead, we went through some other marketing ideas, some of which were not great, and some were downright weird.
But I made a list of those with potential.
I had one more suggestion for him. “Well, we could do a GoFundMe.”
“A what?”
“You know. That website to collect donations.”
“Oh, no. I don’t like that. I’m not a charity. I want to earn my way.”
“What you don’t understand, Ever, is that this is a small town. We’re all like family. Some closer than others, but we have each other’s back.”
“I’m not family. I just moved here.”
“Don’t underestimate yourself. Or our town.” I squeezed his hand.
“Still. I don’t think so.” He took the pen and scratched a line through my note. “You’re being so nice. I, um, I’m sorry. Again. About thinking badly about you. It’s just that we started seeing each other at the same time this shit started happening.”
“I know. I was there. I got blamed. Don’t worry about it.” I picked up his hand and kissed his knuckles. “I might have thought the same thing in your place.”
He stood and tugged on my hand. “Come here.” When I went, he embraced me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders, and I pulled him closer.
I shoved my fingers into his hair and tilted his head up so I could kiss him.
I started out gently, a mere press of lips, but quickly deepened the kiss, using my tongue to glide against his in a sensual caress.
He leaned into me, pushing his hips against my body. I hugged him, feeling his heat seeping through his thin shirt. “Ever…I want to make you feel good. Taste you. Make you come. Are you okay with that?”
“Yes…” His breathy tone made my pulse race.
“Let’s go to your room.”
“Yes…”
He led me to his room, but I didn’t see anything about it, except the bed with sheets and blankets all rucked up as if he’d only rolled out of it moments ago.
He sat on the edge of the bed, and I moved to straddle him, while he slowly leaned back across the bed.
One of his pillows fell onto his face, and he tossed it aside.
The entire bed smelled like him and his expensive products, a little sweet and a little chemical, as if the sheets had been dowsed in his essence.
“Let’s get your shirt off.” I tugged at the bottom, and he leaned up so I could pull it over his head.
“You too.”
I smirked and pulled my T-shirt over my head.
He gazed over my bare chest and abs before walking his fingers back up them and tweaking a nipple.
I hissed at the quick burst of sensation.
Every single thing he did excited me more.
Especially when he leaned up and kissed my stomach, swiping his tongue over my belly button. “Damn, Ever.”
I needed to get this moving before I lost control.
As if I actually had any in the first place.
I tugged his pants until I had him naked beneath me, then I shed mine as well and lay beside him.
Needing to take my time with him, I rubbed over his shoulders, down his sides, and to his hip.
Threading my fingers through his hair again, I kissed him.
He had natural California-boy good looks, and although he was mostly grumpy, I could see through it to an interior as gorgeous as his exterior.
I trailed my kisses away from his lips and down his neck, over his collar bones, and to his shoulder before dropping down his chest. It was my turn to make him hiss when I nipped his nipple with my teeth.
With a chuckle at his reaction, I kissed even lower, mouthing over his stomach and right down those sexy V-lines to his groin.
He gasped when I flicked the tip of my tongue over the slit in his dick.
And moaned deeply when I sucked him fully into my mouth.
The different noises he made spurred me on to see what other sounds I could wrangle out of him.
I massaged his balls as I worked him over with my mouth, slobbering all over him and my fingers, but once my fingers were coated, I slipped one down his taint, searching for his hole.
Everett lifted his legs, exposing himself and making his entrance easier to get to.
I quickly took advantage of that and slid a finger inside him.
More delicious sounds came from him as I finger fucked him while sucking him off until he moaned louder than ever and called my name, adding multiple syllables to it. “Cam-err-ahh…on.”
That was probably his warning, but I didn’t care. I swallowed everything he offered up as he came. When he finished, his entire body relaxed and he sighed. Mission accomplished.
I kissed him on the head, then snuggled next to him.
“Cameron, let me…” He started to get up, but I shoved his shoulder back to the mattress.
“Next time. Just relax now.” I reached around him and grabbed a blanket to pull over us. Despite my hard-on, I was relaxed and satisfied. It only took a few minutes for my dick to settle down enough to let me drift off to sleep.