Chapter 38
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
CONVENIENCE
JULIANA
“Is everything okay?” Camden asks as I drag him into the back entrance of the resort.
“Yes,” I say, moving faster. “Follow me.”
We go down the hall, and I find the closest conference room.
It’s the smallest one, and on the side is a smaller room, a little bigger than a closet, with a computer and sound system for the times when groups are here and need to do presentations.
When I lead him to the smaller room, Camden stares at me.
“Juju,” he says, voice low.
“Camden,” I say, just as low.
“Did you bring me back here to—”
“I brought you back here to make you deliver on that look you were giving me outside,” I tell him.
“What look was that?” he asks, his husky voice sending my heart racing.
“The look that said you were imagining doing very, very naughty things to me.”
His hands find my waist, and I can hear the smile in his voice.
“You have no idea how many naughty things I want to do to you,” he says.
“I think I might,” I say.
Our mouths collide, and when I stand on my tiptoes to reach him better, he grips my ass and presses our bodies together. Breathless, I pull away and turn to face the table, which has a computer and small sound system sitting on top of it. Then I bend over and look at him over my shoulder.
“How did you read my mind?” he asks. “I’ve been imagining lifting this skirt and doing this all afternoon.”
His hands are already sliding up my skirt, and when he gets to my cheeks, he gives one side a little smack and then rubs out the sting.
“Either I can totally read your mind or you weren’t as subtle as you think.” I arch into his hands, and he groans when he dips under my lace and finds me wet. “We don’t have long. Someone might walk in.”
“You are so ready for me,” he says, rubbing my wetness all over me.
“Yes, I am.”
He unzips his pants and tugs my underwear until it rips apart. I gasp and then let out a long moan when he buries himself inside me.
“Ohhh,” he groans. “I was so ready for you too. How are we gonna make this last?”
“We can go slow later. Fuck me hard, Camden. I need it.”
“Are you so greedy?” he asks, pumping in and out, faster and faster.
“So greedy,” I whimper. “Harder. Please, Camden. Don’t make me wait. I want you so much. Please.”
“Mmm, I love it when you tell me what you want. You feel so fucking good.” He goes faster, deeper, and I slam back into him. “Taking me like such a fucking good girl.”
His hand slides across my stomach and down between my legs, where he starts to rub circles over me.
I lose my rhythm, too lost in the sensations firing off everywhere, and I cry out, “I’m so close,” and then in the next second, “I’m coming.”
“I’m right there with you, baby. God, you know just how—” He lets out a long curse when I clench around him in tight, desperate pulses.
He gets even harder inside, and it’s like time just collapses to this one stretched-out moment of bliss. He holds my back against his chest while we ride it out, whispering between staggered breaths, “I love…you…I…love you.”
I can’t even speak yet, but once I feel steady again, I turn my face to his, and we kiss softly.
“I love you,” I whisper. “How did we get so lucky? What if we’d never gotten our act together?”
“I don’t even want to think about that,” he says. “I want to bury myself in you and never remember how awful it was without you.”
Voices come down the hall toward us, and then the door to the conference room opens.
“This room holds about thirty,” Goldie tells someone. “It’ll be great for smaller meetings. This is the only room this size, and then the bigger one is next door.”
We’re okay, as long as no one decides to look at the sound room. Camden and I freeze, and then he slowly eases out of me and tucks himself in his pants. I pull down my skirt and look at the strip of light coming from the doorway.
I gasp and Camden stiffens. I point at the doorway, where on the floor in the strip of light are my ripped lacy panties.
“Oh!” Goldie says, a little closer. “Uh, let’s take a look at that bigger one. It’s even better.” She sounds like she’s about to start laughing, and when she gets closer to the door to the hallway, she says, “Fancy pants around here, am I right?”
I bury my head in my hands while Camden barely holds back his laugh.