25. Lizzy
Milli is either under the weather, missing her dad, or perhaps both. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but she’s been off all day. Maybe she’s just exhausted from her weekend with Megan, and I’m reading too much into it.
I don’t know what she’s like after I leave each day, but she chose snuggling with me on the couch and watching a movie over going for a walk with Lanie and Ryan when they stopped by after dinner.
I even offered to push her in the stroller, and she asked to stay home instead.
She barely ate and was fast asleep before I even got two pages into her book.
When my phone buzzes in my pocket, I extricate myself from her bed and exit her room quickly.
It isn’t until I’m in the hall that I see who’s calling. Then, I can’t swipe at my phone fast enough.
“Hey, Cam,” I answer, breathless.
“Hey yourself, Liz. Is this a bad time?”
Plopping onto the couch, I snag the blanket we’d left earlier and snuggle into it. It smells faintly like Cameron, and it makes me miss him that much more.
“No, I just had to extricate myself from a sleeping Milli.”
“She’s already asleep?” Surprise is evident in his voice. “I was hoping I’d catch her to say good night.”
My heart aches for him. I remember how much I missed my dad when he was deployed. “Sorry, she was out within two pages of The Princess Wears Hiking Boots. ”
“You must work miracles. I can barely get her down before nine.”
“No, she’s been really tired all day,” I admit. “Lanie and Ryan even stopped by to go for a walk, and she asked to stay home and finish the movie instead.”
“Hmmm… That is strange,” he muses. “I hope she’s not coming down with anything.”
“Me, too,” I admit. “I promise I’ll let you know if things change.”
“I hate being away from her,” he exhales heavily.
“I know you do.”
My heart aches for him. From what I can tell, he truly didn’t want to leave her.
After all, his first response was to take us all with him.
I also know firsthand what it’s like having your dad gone from Emilia’s perspective.
My dad didn’t have a choice and frankly, neither does Cameron, so I remind him. “You’ll be back in a day or two.”
“I know. When I’m busy working, it flies by, but when I’m sitting here alone in a silent hotel room, it hits a little harder.”
“You’re an incredible dad, Cameron. Never doubt that.”
“If she’s caught a bug or something, maybe it’s best that you two stayed home.”
“Speaking of home, with Mills not feeling well, I never made it to pick up my things. Mind if I use one of your shirts for bed?”
“I should’ve made time before I left for you to get your things.”
“Cameron, you barely made it to the airport in time as it was,” I point out sternly, then add, “It’s not like you planned this. Stop worrying about me. I’m fine. Hopefully, Milli feels better tomorrow. If not, Lanie will bring things over. In the meantime, can I grab something of yours?”
“Hmmm… The thought of you sleeping in my bed with my clothes on is something I could get used to.”
“What makes you think I’m sleeping in your bed?” I tease.
Honestly, I’ve been so focused on Milli, I hadn’t even thought about sleeping arrangements.
“This isn’t the time to be difficult, Elizabeth,” he warns. “I just want you comfortable. Though teasing aside, if Milli needs you, it’s the first place she’ll go.”
“Fair point.”
But my sass just won’t stay hidden.
Sighing heavily, I quickly add, “It’ll be such a hardship sleeping in a huge, comfortable bed that smells like you. But rest assured, it’s a sacrifice I’ll gladly take for the team.”
His deep laugh comes through the phone, and my heart warms. “Oh, Elizabeth… What am I gonna do with you?”
“I can think of a few things… But you’ll have to be here in person.”
“Ms. Lancaster,” he gasps. “What are you suggesting?”
“Well…” I draw out for emphasis. “You do have nice… Hands.”
“Anything particular you like… About my hands?” I can hear the smile in his voice, and my stomach dips, remembering just what he did with those magical hands of his.
“Hmmm… It’s a toss-up between how they feel against my skin and what they feel like deep inside me.”
“Fuck,” Cameron groans in the sexiest tone. “You’re making me hard just thinking about it.”
“Really?” I ask, surprised. “Just one little comment will do that?”
“All it takes is thinking about you, Elizabeth… Throw in how you explicitly want to be touched and fuck… I’m done for.”
“Hmmm… Maybe I could help you with that problem.”
“If only you weren’t three states away.”
Standing, I make a split-second decision.
“Switch to Video.”
The moment his sexy smile comes onto the screen, I know I’m making the right choice.
“Hey, Beautiful. This is much better.”
Holding the phone close so he can’t tell what I’ve got up my sleeve, I casually say, “So much better.”
“I think this just might be my new favorite view,” he says, leaning his head against the headboard in his hotel room.
Shutting and locking his bedroom door, I prop my phone on his dresser.
“Favorite? I can think of a few things that might make it better.”
The way his brow arches and the phone is suddenly brought closer to inspect what I’m doing causes heat to flood through me. His voice is sexy and rough when he says, “And what might that be?”
Trying to keep him in the dark until I’m ready to reveal my plan, I keep my face close to the screen as I undo the fly of my shorts and drop them to the floor.
“Oh, you know… Maybe if I show you some of the places I love you using those sexy hands of yours most… You’ll know what to do next time we’re together. ”
“Hold on,” he warns, and the screen suddenly goes black as if he’s dropped it on the bed.
I use this moment to rip my t-shirt over my head and quickly take off my bra.
“You okay, Cam?” I ask when I see movement through the darkened image on the phone.
“I’m… just getting more comfortable.”
God, I love being on the same page as this sexy man.
Shivers run through me in anticipation of what’s to come. Cameron is more than all my hottest fantasies coming to life.
When he returns to the screen, he takes my breath away.
Damn, he’s fine.
He’s propped the phone so I can see his entire chest on display, and I’d give anything to run my tongue along his stacked muscles.
“See something ya like?” he challenges when I have yet to say anything.
“Just thinking about what I’d do to you if you were here… But to answer your question… Yes… You’re freaking hot, and you know it.”
Thumbing the waistband of my underwear, I quickly slide them off.
Tipping his head to the side, his eyes narrow speculatively. “Why is that beautiful face of yours suddenly so flushed?”
Stepping back from the dresser and resting my ass on the edge of the bed, I let him finally get a glimpse of my plan.
“Holy fucking hell, you’re gorgeous.”
“I thought maybe this would help you with your little problem you had before.”
A low chuckle escapes as he scoots back onto the bed further. “He’s not so little at the moment. Fuck, if I thought I was hard before, I’m a fucking steel rod now. Touch yourself, Beautiful.”
“Where?” I ask playfully.
“Hmmmm… Where to begin? Roll your nipples in your fingers and run your palm down your stomach but stop right before you reach that beautiful pussy of yours… I want to make sure you’re good and primed before flicking that sensitive clit.”
My breath hitches as I do exactly that. “Mmmmm. I wish this was you. Your hands know just what I need.”
“You and me both, babe. Trust me,” he growls.
As he leans back, his hands disappear off screen, and I won’t have that. “Reposition your phone. I need to see your straining cock on screen. I want to fantasize about licking you from root to tip as I touch myself.”
“Mmmmm… I’d like that,” he murmurs as he repositions his phone. His voice is rough and strained when he demands, “Run your fingers along your slick heat. Let me know if you’re wet.”
“I’m drenched,” I pant. I have no idea what it is about this man, but I’ve been soaked since the moment he mentioned being hard.
“Fuck me, you’re beautiful.”
“Free your cock, Cam,” I beg, finding a rhythm that will have me flying over the edge in no time. “Need to… see you.”
Pushing his boxers down, his beautiful thick cock springs to his belly button.
My mouth waters at the sight. “Swirl your thumb along the head and give it a squeeze for me with one hand, while you cup your balls with the other. I wanna see you lose control.”
My breath becomes ragged as I rub myself and take him in.
“It won’t take much,” he warns. “Watching you pleasure yourself is the hottest thing in my existence.
“Damn… Elizabeth, you’re so fucking beautiful.
God… I wish it were my fingers gliding along your slick wet cunt…
. I want my thumbs rolling your pert nipples against my palm, and I need to feel my rough stubble marking your inner thighs as I feast on you.
Tasting you…” he exhales heavily. “God… I don’t want to just taste you.
I fucking need to devour you. Hell, licking your sweet pussy is the first thing I’m doing when I see you again. ”
Electric sparks prickle along my spine at his words.
“Oh… Shit… I’m so fucking close…” I warn. “Keep talking, Cam… I need your sexy voice to push me over.”
“I want you so fuckin’ bad, Elizabeth. Next time we’re together, I’m also gonna prop you up on all fours and slide into you from behind.”
“Oh… That sounds so good,” Just the thought of him entering me from that position has me slick with need. “I want that…” I encourage.
“You’re gonna hold the headboard while I use my hands and my thick cock to pleasure you until you pass out,” he promises.
The tingles up my spine morph into bolts of lightning tremoring through my entire body when he continues, “I’ll squeeze your nipples just the way you like it with one hand, while I play your clit like a fiddle with the other.
I’ll be relentlessly slow… As I slowly slip in and out of you… Until you fall apart on my cock.”
“Ohmigod, Cam… I’m… Right there,” I beg for him to continue.
“So am I, Beautiful… Pinch yourself,” he encourages, and that’s all I need.
A slur of curses fall from my lips as I come—hard. Wave after wave of pleasure rockets through me, making my toes curl, and every fiber of my being lights on fire. Flopping back onto the bed, I ride out my orgasm.
“Fuck, Liz… You’re so hot.” I hear the sound of Cameron coming, but my vision is blurred, and I can’t focus on anything of substance.
When my body returns to earth, I force myself to finally focus on the screen. Cameron’s wiping at his chest with a tissue, and an enormous smile plays on his lips when his eyes meet mine.
“I think I’ve found a new favorite hobby.”
“Really? What’s that?” I ask, curiosity piqued.
“My goal is to make you come like that every fucking day.”
“That’s a lofty goal,” I muse, shaking my head.
This man is ridiculous.
“I think it’s a worthy one.”
“And what if I die in the process?” I tease.
“There are worse ways to go,” he deadpans.
I burst out into laughter as I stand on wobbly legs. “Okay, Mister King of Orgasms… Where are your shirts?”
“Hmmm… I like the sound of that… King of Orgasms.”
Cutting him off, I quickly add, “Who knows when Milli will wake, and I need to be dressed when she does.”
Reaching for my phone, I study his dresser. I wasn’t paying attention when he pulled one for me, and I don’t want to snoop.
“Second drawer from the top. Not sure my pajama bottoms will fit you, but they have drawstrings, so they might. You can find those in my bottom drawer. You’re welcome to anything I have. Get comfortable and get into bed. I’m not ready for my time with you to end.”
Once I’m dressed and snuggled into bed, I inhale deeply. “Ahhhh, this smells like you. Fair warning, Cam, your bed is so comfortable, I may never leave.”
“I can get on board with that.” He grins wickedly.