Page 49 of Beyond the Cage
I scratch Sparty’s head and flash Chels a smile before I leave, then send Cameron a text to let him know I’m on my way.
When I pull up to the warehouse, he’s already outside waiting for me, leaning against the wall, hands in his pockets. He walks over, opens my door, and helps me out.
“Hi.”
He blesses me with a gorgeous smile, laces his fingers through mine, and leads me inside.
“Are you done training for tonight?”
He nods, smacks my ass, and sends me up the stairs before him.Oh, really now?He wants to play?I walk up the stairs as slowly as possible, putting an extra swing in my hips. When I look back, his eyes are glued to my ass. I stop at the top, and he pushes against me. Hmm…my performance got a standing ovation.Yummy. Pulling away from him, I open the door and step inside. His TV is on, paused on a fight. I drop my purse on the couch and turn to him.
“Youhaven’t kissed me all day.”
He licks his lips, catching the bottom one between his teeth, and moves toward me. His eyes roam seductively over my body, making my skin tingle from the anticipation. Sliding his palm to the small of my back, he pulls me close. I stare into his eyes, breathing heavily as he lowers his head.God, why is he so hot?He releases his lip and inclines his head to the side, pressing his lips to mine. I place my hands on his chest, fisting them in his T-shirt as his lips set me off like a pack of firecrackers.
I moan, leaning in to him. His kiss is slow and gentle. When his tongue slides between my lips, I wrap my arms around his neck. I need more. I need his naked body on mine. Reaching for the hem of his shirt, I try to pull it up. He breaks the kiss and takes an abrupt step back, raking his hand through his hair as he turns his back to me.
“What’s wrong?” I move around him and place my hands at his sides. “Cameron?”
What the hell is wrong now?Grabbing my shoulders, he turns me around and points to the TV.
“A fight?”
He walks to the couch and picks up a DVD case, handing it to me –The Best of Chico Madden.
“The guy you’re fighting tomorrow?”
He nods.
“So…this is about your fight then…”
I stare into his eyes, racking my brain as he watches me with a desperate expression.Okay…his fight…no sex… Oh, no. It can’t be!
“Don’t tell me you’re one of those ‘no sex the night before’ –”
The look in his eyes tells me I’m right. I don’t even finish my sentence.
“Cameron…” I whine. “I’ve been looking forward to thisallday.” His eyes offer an apology. “I don’t want an apology. I wantyou.”
I take a step toward him and he takes one back.My, how the tables have turned. I’m not having it.
“Are you sure I can’t tempt you?” I ask with a seductive smile.
As I slowly undo my top button, he shoots me a warning glare. I move to the second button.
“I went to Vicky’s today. Wanna seemysecret?”
He watches me, his expression slowly changing to one of curiosity. My smile gets bigger as he takes a step forward. By the time I’m on the fourth button, he’s right in front of me. He grasps my wrists, halting my progress.
“Don’t you want to see what I got you?” I taunt him as I innocently bat my lids.
Forcing my hands to my sides, he peers down the unbuttoned portion of my dress. Tentatively, he reaches for the next button. I watch his eyes as his fingers move down, lust seeping into them with each inch of skin exposed. Me? Every brush of his fingers against my skin sends me shivering. He pushes the dress over my shoulders, and as it falls to the floor, he gasps, eyes going wide in amazement. I kick the garment aside and turn around slowly, giving him a three-sixty view.
“What do you think?”
In response, he scoops me up into his arms and races to the bedroom. Burying my face in his neck, I kick off my shoes and giggle at his enthusiasm.That was pretty easy. He tosses me on the bed and climbs on top of me. I moan as I pull his head down to mine for a kiss, but he bypasses my lips and presses his to my neck. He’s moving fanatically, hands groping, lips skating across my skin. It’s like he can’t get enough of me. Finally, he kisses me, attaching himself to my lips like a vacuum cleaner. I didn’t expect this kind of intensity, but I welcome it gladly. Grasping my thigh, he pins my leg against him and flexes his hips. His dick, straining against his shorts, is lodged against my pulsating pussy. There’s a ripping sound and I gasp as he pulls the material away from my breasts.So much for my new lingerie. When he takes my nipple into his mouth, I grab a handful of his hair, holding him in place.
“Cameron…”
