Chapter 37
Back on the boat, the atmosphere was totally different to down below.
Victor had hit the champagne, hard, and there was music blaring from a speaker.
Who did this guy think he was? Trying to relive his youth out here with a young girlfriend and house music.
He was sixty-seven, and the dance moves he was currently attempting were just not meant to be done by anyone born before the millennium.
And what was Amber even doing with him? Was she so shallow that the zeros in his bank account were enough for her?
But then why did they have such vigorous sex?
Surely zeros didn’t make you horny too. It was a bit of a mystery to me.
I flopped into my seat, exhausted, and Cam took up his place again, casually leaning against the rail as he had been doing before.
‘That was amazing! Did you see the sea turtle?’ Amber asked after swallowing a rather large sip of champagne.
‘Nothing like a day in paradise with great company, hey?’ Victor said, patting her on the knee. She giggled and climbed onto his lap, draping herself over him like an expensive Hermès scarf.
Cam raised an eyebrow at me and smirked. ‘Now that’s a good idea, honey.’ Before I could protest, he had grabbed me and hoisted me onto his lap.
‘What are you doing?’
‘Blending in, honey,’ he whispered, wrapping an arm around my waist. I was about to say something in reply, but before I could, the boat hit a rather large wave, causing my entire body to slip forwards and then backwards on Cam’s lap.
My body stiffened. I could feel something.
Something . . .
‘Cam,’ I hissed.
‘Hmm?’ he replied, far too casually.
‘Put. That. Thing. Away.’
‘I can’t help it. You’re the one sliding up and down on my lap!’
‘It’s the waves!’ I protested.
‘Is it? I’m not so sure. You seem to be making a habit of it.
Is there something you’re trying to tell me, perhaps?
Something you want, maybe?’ His gleeful teasing made me want to put him in his place immediately.
So I slipped my arm around his neck and then pulled so that his head came all the way down to my shoulder.
‘Maybe there is something I want, Cam,’ I purred. The smile he’d had on his face five seconds ago was now gone. Instead, his mouth dropped open and his eyes glazed over with something that looked like surprise at first, but then quickly morphed into lust.
‘I want it really, really badly, baby, and I want it . . .’ I brought my lips all the way down to his, almost touching them, ‘right now.’
It looked like he was trying to swallow, or else he was just doing something strange with his neck.
‘And I’d say we’re in a pretty good position, don’t you think?
The way I see it, honey bunny, I could simply pull this silly little bikini aside and you could just slip into me.
’ I raised my eyebrows as I felt him harden beneath me even more, then parted my lips and let out the softest, breathiest moan.
‘No one would ever know.’ I licked my bottom lip and drew it between my teeth.
Cam’s eyes were heavy, dripping with lust . . . until they weren’t any more. Until he looked at me thoughtfully for a moment and that slow smirk came back.
‘Only if you promise to scream my name while I make you come so fucking hard you almost lose consciousness.’
‘What the . . .!’ I inhaled sharply, then coughed as a fleck of saliva went down the wrong way.
Cam patted me on the back. ‘Shame, baby, are you choking on something?’ he asked teasingly.
‘You wish!’ I said, and turned away.
She was absolutely right. I did.