CHAPTER 41
Lacey
She’d dressed up for tonight. It was their sixth date, and Lacey was more than ready for them to take that step they hadn’t yet taken.
She was hopeful Cameron would be, too, but she hadn’t asked or brought it up with her yet.
Cameron had stayed over a few times now, and she had stayed over at Cameron’s rental once since the new bed had arrived.
Every time, they’d stopped themselves from taking things further for one reason or another, but Lacey was ready.
She’d shaved her legs, bought a nicer bra and panty set, and hoped Cameron would take it off her later tonight.
Since they still couldn’t really go out in public without people taking pictures and asking questions, their dates had been mostly in Lacey’s apartment.
One of them would pick up food or they’d grab it together and Lacey would drive them, with Cameron wearing a hat and sitting in the passenger seat.
Lacey hadn’t minded. It was as if she’d been preparing for this without preparing for it at all her entire life.
Cameras aimed at them didn’t bother her.
The thought of going to an event on Cameron’s arm was a different story, but not one they had to tackle right now, so she’d deal with that later.
She’d wanted to make tonight special, so she’d pushed her coffee table out of the way and had set up her massage table, turned on some soft music, lit a few candles, and let the essential oils help set the mood.
She hadn’t worn her uniform, though, and Cameron would not be a client tonight, but she would be getting a massage because Lacey couldn’t wait to get her hands on Cameron’s body.
She’d never even thought to do this with River before.
Massages in bed when River had had a long day at the shop, with her sitting between Lacey’s legs while Lacey worked on her neck?
Sure. But nothing like this. Lacey had Cameron’s favorite beer in the fridge, the oven was pre-heating, and she would put the meal she’d prepped earlier inside it when Cameron got there.
The table was already set, and her bottle of red wine was breathing.
Lacey was full of nervous anticipation, and she’d never felt it quite like this before.
Yes, she was falling for Cameron, and there were things they’d have to figure out, but tonight, she just wanted a nice, romantic evening with the woman she was dating.
When the knock on the door came, Lacey checked her flowy dress that hoped was okay for the night for any wrinkles and took a deep breath before she opened the door to Cameron standing there in a slate-gray button-down shirt and dark jeans.
She oozed cool confidence, and Lacey wanted to skip the massage because that cool confidence was her kryptonite.
“You look–” Cameron began and stopped, looking beyond Lacey and into the apartment. “What’s all this?”
“Remember that massage you ordered but never got?”
“Yeah,” Cameron replied with a little laugh and walked into the apartment.
“I’m going to give it to you.”
“You are, huh?” Cameron asked and pulled Lacey in by wrapping her arms around her waist before she kissed her. “Hi.”
“Hi,” Lacey greeted.
“So, first of all, you look amazing. I really love this dress on you. Secondly, you give massages for a living, sweetheart. I don’t need you to do all this.”
“I want to,” she said. “Trust me, it’s more for me than it is for you.”
“How’s that now?” Cameron asked, pulling her in even closer and hugging her.
Lacey hadn’t ever been hugged by a partner as much as she’d been hugged by Cameron since they’d started dating, but Cameron seemed to just love hugging and holding Lacey almost as much as she enjoyed kissing her.
Lacey kissed her on the neck and gave in to the hug, loving the fact that Cameron seemed to love showing affection like this.
“I want my hands all over your body tonight,” she answered Cameron’s question. “I have since I met you. Well, specifically, since I saw you in that bikini top and board shorts combo. God, Cam… You were so hot.”
Cameron pulled out of their hug, laughing, and replied, “And you were in a bikini. All I wanted to do was touch you everywhere. When you got that scratch, I touched your skin, and that was it. I wanted to pick you up, take you inside the house, and–” She stopped.
“Hey, we didn’t, and that was the right thing to do. All of us were faithful, despite the fact that I clearly wanted you and those two wanted each other.”
Cameron nodded to the table and said, “I love that you did this, but you don’t have to give me a massage, Lace. I know how hard you work. I want this to be a date.”
“It will be. I’m about to put our dinner in the oven.
It’ll take about an hour. I have a cold beer for you in the fridge, and you can have it now or after, but I’m ready to give you a nice, relaxing massage.
” She moved out of Cameron’s grasp. “No uniform, and I set the mood very differently than I do for my clients, who don’t get the sexy music. ”
Cameron chuckled and asked, “What music do they get?”
“Babbling brooks and Enya.”
Cameron laughed and asked, “You really want this?”
“Yes. Now, please go change. I left a robe hanging on the bathroom door for you.”
“A robe, huh?”
“Yes. You can leave your underwear on, but everything else comes off.”
Cameron lifted her eyebrow at her and noted, “This is some interesting foreplay there, Lacey.”
“Well, I like that you know where I’m going with this,” Lacey replied, feeling confident that they might just be on the same page.
“Oh,” Cameron said with wide eyes. “I was just kidding. But you… You’re ready for that?”
“Are you not?”
“No, I am. I–” Cameron licked her lips. “I want to, but I’ve always wanted to with you.”
“Always?”
“Red bikini with white flowers, Lace… Yes, I’ve always wanted to.”
“Then, why haven’t we yet?”
“Because I wanted it to be special and, I don’t know, I wanted to make sure that I was really good and that you were good after River and Kennedy.”
“I’m good, Cam,” she said and took Cameron’s hand.
“And I wanted something else, too.”
“What?”
“I don’t just sleep with women, Lace. I do relationships.”
“I know that. So do I.”
“So, I also wanted you to be my girlfriend before we did that, and I guess I wasn’t sure if you were ready for that title so soon. Or, honestly, if I was.”
“Oh,” Lacey said. “We’re exclusive, right?”
“I haven’t been with anyone since Ken and don’t want to be with anyone but you.”
“Then, I think we might already be girlfriends.”
Cameron shook her head and said, “No, I mean it, Lace. I don’t want it to be something we fall into by default. I want to be yours. I want you to be mine.”
Lacey smiled up at her and said, “Then, I’m yours. I’m your girlfriend. I want that, too.”
“And you’re sure? You know what it comes with. Right now, I’m hardly going outside because there are people who want to ask me about a million questions about Kennedy, but eventually, I’ll go back to work. There will be interviews and events, and people will want to know about you and me.”
“I hope we get that far,” Lacey said, realizing that it was true. “And I’m sure.”
“Can you not put dinner in the oven, then?” Cameron asked.
“You’re still getting your massage.”
“But I thought we could move this into the bedroom.”
“We can. After that.”
“Lacey, I’m good with skipping the robe and underwear and taking all of this off now,” Cameron said, holding on to her hips.
“Then, skip it,” she replied. “But you’re still getting on this table, and I’m still going to give you this massage. I don’t, however, have to put the food in the oven right now.”
“Oh,” Cameron let out.
“I just need to turn off the oven, which is pre-heating. Can you stand there and not move?”
“I think so,” Cameron replied.
Lacey rolled her eyes at her girlfriend, still a little in disbelief that she had a girlfriend and that it wasn’t River.
It was Cameron Levine, the beautiful, kind, funny, amazing, movie star, Cameron Levine.
She tried not to show that she was in a hurry to get back because she didn’t want to seem desperate, but she had a little skip in her step as she turned off the oven and returned to her living room to see that Cameron hadn’t moved at all.
“How did I do?”
“Great, babe,” Lacey said with a little laugh. “Now, if you don’t want the robe, you could…”
“I don’t want the robe,” Cameron told her and reached for her top button. “But do you want to help me out here?”
Lacey nodded rapidly and said, “Yes, but I also want to watch.”
Cameron smirked at her and replied, “Okay. Then, you can watch.”
Lacey took a step back and leaned against her table, her eyes glued to Cameron’s hands as they unbuttoned each button. Cameron seemed to be enjoying this whole thing as well because her eyes were glued to Lacey’s as she made her way down her shirt and pulled it off before dropping it to the floor.
“Bra, too, I take it?” Cameron smirked, but Lacey didn’t acknowledge that with a response because she was too busy swallowing at the sight of Cameron Levine standing there in a white sports bra, her nipples showing through. “I’ll take that as a yes,” Cameron added before she removed her bra.
Lacey had to force her jaw to remain closed then because Cameron’s breasts were small and perfect. She could tell just from looking at them that they’d fit perfectly in her hands, and it took everything in her not to try to prove that theory in that moment.
Cameron reached for the button on her jeans and, at the same time, stepped out of her shoes. She unzipped the pants next and pulled them apart but made no move to take them off.
“Should I keep them on?”
“No,” Lacey replied.
Cameron nodded at her, slid the pants off her body, and tossed them onto Lacey’s floor before doing the same with her socks, leaving her only in her white bikinis.
“Good Lord…” Lacey let out.
“What?” Cameron asked and looked down at herself.
“You are… fucking gorgeous. That’s all. Just…”
“Want to skip the massage yet?” Cameron teased.
“No,” she stated. “I set all of this up. You’re getting a relaxing massage, Cam. On the table.”
She pointed.
“You don’t want these off?” Cameron asked, referring to her underwear, the only remaining piece of fabric covering her body right now.
“I do, but not yet. Table.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” Cameron teased, and her hand brushed over Lacey’s stomach as she walked past.
Lacey bit her bottom lip and looked to her ceiling.
Why was she doing this to herself? She could have Cameron in her bed by now.
She didn’t have to give her a massage tonight.
They could do this later. But she’d planned a thing and was going to see it through, so she grounded herself with a deep breath and turned around.
Cameron was sitting on the table with her legs hanging over the side.
“Cameron, on your stomach.”
“I kind of like you bossy, it turns out,” Cameron said.
“Does that extend to… other places?”
“Interesting topic.” Cameron moved until she was lying face down and added, “I think in certain cases, direction might be nice, but I also love giving direction myself.”
“You are such a top.” Lacey laughed.
“I want to be on top of you,” Cameron replied.
Lacey bit that bottom lip again and got herself the oil she needed, rubbing it over her hands and then on to Cameron’s back.
“You can, you know?”
“What?”
“Be on top of me.”
“Yeah? You’d like that?”
“Yes,” she said softly and wondered if Cameron could hear her over the music.
Lacey went to work then and began sliding her hands a little more intently over Cameron’s back.
“How do you feel about other things?”
“Like what?” she asked.
“Toys,” Cameron said.
“Which ones?”
“Any of them.”
Lacey didn’t answer right away, deciding to let Cameron squirm a bit as she ran her hands over tense muscles and felt Cameron shift.
“Lace?”
“I have several vibrators.”
“Yeah?”
“I’ve got one that goes inside and out and two that are just for my clit.”
“Oh, fuck,” Cameron said, and her entire body seemed to tense back up.
“Are you okay?”
“You just said clit.”
“Do you have any particular spots you want me to focus on?” she asked and then smirked at her own joke as she slid her hands up to Cameron’s neck.
“I think you know what I want you to focus on.”
“Here?” she asked and rubbed at Cameron’s neck.
“Not exactly, Lace.”
Lacey moved her hands to Cameron’s left one and massaged the inside of the palm.
“Here?”
“No, but that feels really good.”
“So, I should stay?”
“No,” Cameron said a little louder.
Lacey let go of Cameron’s hand and leaned over to massage her calves.
“Here, right?”
“No, but you’re getting warmer.”
Lacey smiled at that, moved back to the side of the table, pushed her hands inside Cameron’s bikinis, and began massaging her ass.
“Here?”
“Very, very warm,” Cameron said as her hips jerked a bit.
“I can tell,” Lacey teased. “You know, if there was another toy you were thinking about maybe using with me or on me or me on you, we could talk about that.”
“We could?”
“We could talk about buying one. I assume I’d have to be the one to do the ordering or shopping at the store. Wait. How do you order sex toys if you’re a celebrity? Do you have a special credit card just for that with a different name on it or something?”
“Babe?”
“Yeah?”
“Your hands are on my ass. Maybe we can talk logistics later?”
Lacey smiled and asked, “But you want that, right?”
“Yes, definitely.”
“Do you want to roll over right now?”
“Yes,” Cameron said.
“Then, roll over, babe,” she instructed before she removed her hands from Cameron’s underwear and licked her lips, knowing exactly what she was going to do next.