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I bit my lip through a smile. “Do you want to just start saying your own name?”
She laughed, giving me a playful shove. “Don’t get difficult with me, London. So what if it gets me dripping wet hearing you say my name like that? Are you mad about it?”
“Mm. And you want to pretend you don’t like when I get difficult with you?”
She smiled wider. “Is that a yes, or a no?”
I slipped off the table, down onto my knees in front of her, looking up at where she stood over me, her hand slipping to the back of my head. “It’s definitely a yes.”
She tasted amazing, too—a heady taste on my tongue that lingered all over me, charged with eroticism, as I buried my face against her and listened to her soft, hungry little moans. She rocked her hips against me, clutching the back of my head, and she whispered my name interspersed with small, quiet curses—the way she was quiet while I pleasured her wasn’t something I’d expected, but there was an incredible eroticism in the restraint of it, in the struggle to hold back, in the tiny noises she made that broke free from her restraint.
I took her close to the edge on my mouth and went up to pepper kisses against the side of her neck as I finished her on my hand, whispering her name into her ear, and she arched her back against me and let out a crackling, shuddering moan as I sent her over the edge, whispering her name like a mantra, Cameron, come for me, Cameron.
She collapsed into a chair once her orgasm had subsided, and I fell into the one next to her, both breathing hard. I wiped my mouth on the back of my hand, and she wiped the sweat off her forehead, looking at me with that incredible sexy afterglow look—the gleam in her eyes, the flushed face, the mussed hair.
“You know how to give one hell of a tour, London,” she said.
“I—well. It’s not the standard package.”
“Bringing out the luxury package just for me?” She covered up a laugh. “I’m flattered.”
I bit my lip, looking away as my face prickled again. “Er… that whole thing was…”
“Oh?” She raised her eyebrows. “Having second thoughts?”
I covered my face. “No. Just… none of this happened, right?”
The look of concern on her features shifted into a wicked smile. “Depends on who’s asking,” she said. “Anyone else? Nothing ever happened. Just a typical tour. If it’s you asking? This definitely happened. And I still want to see that set you bought.”
“I…” A deep warmth blossomed in my face and down through my body. I hadn’t really thought about the possibility of this as something other than a one-off flare-up of desire.
“I’ve enjoyed this tour quite a bit,” she said, relaxing in her seat, kicking one leg up over the other. The sight of her like that while completely, stark naked, my wetness still on her face, layered with a thin sheen of sweat, her hair messy—I suddenly wasn’t ready to let this just be a one-off either. “But of course, I’m keeping my options open. I think I’ll need to see some more choices.”
“You’re implying having sex at other properties.”
She put her hands up. “Well, if we’re just laying it all out in the open like that.”
I wanted it so badly my chest hurt, but I pursed my lips. “Do you think maybe we shouldn’t push our luck?”
She gave me that pout again—that one that broke down my defenses in the club and earlier today. “No, as a matter of fact, I wasn’t thinking that. I think I’ve mentioned I’ve had more than enough of being careful.”
I looked away. “I could get in… a lot of trouble, to put it lightly, if the agency found out. If María found out. And I don’t think you want anyone finding out, either.”
“Who’s going to find out?” she laughed, but I had an answer, and it hurt my stomach to think about.
“Miguel,” I heard myself say. “A coworker of mine. The one who stole the credit for the job I did before. He has it out for me for some reason I don’t know, and if he was able to move in and close that last contract right when I’d softened it up, he must be keeping some kind of watch on me…”
The smile on Cameron’s expression faded, turning into something serious. “So, you’ve got yourself a professional stalker.”
“Also, you should be careful around me. I tend to bring bad luck.”
She laughed, looking down at herself, and then at me. “You think this is bad luck? Damn, I’d like to see your good luck.” She sat up straighter, turning to the horizon. “Well. If you feel like someone has eyes on you, I guess it makes sense that you don’t want to repeat this. You don’t suppose he’s spying on us right now, do you?”
“No… he doesn’t dare do anything where María can see it. Since she was involved in this tour, he wouldn’t try it.”
She frowned, mostly to herself. “Maybe it’s for the best.”
I wish I didn’t feel disappointed hearing her say that. “You’re having second thoughts now?”
