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“Cameron—it’s not safe to do this,” I blurted. Disappointment flared over her eyes, but she didn’t lose the smile.
“But that didn’t stop you from wearing it.”
“I…” I couldn’t meet her eyes. “I told you I would…”
“As did I.” She undid the top button of her shirt, and I lost my breath at the sight of her lacy red bra, subtle black and gold accents giving it an elegant, sultry touch. I swallowed hard.
“Cameron…”
“I know,” she sighed, buttoning her shirt back up, and I wanted desperately to undo it again—to strip those clothes away and see that full set on her. To see what she looked like in this bed, wearing that…
I looked away. “We’re… here in a professional capacity, Cameron.”
She bit her lip. “We are…”
“So—”
She sat up with me, tugging my shirt between the top two buttons, teasing and almost playful. “At least let me see.”
It sent a jolt of pleasure through me, and I closed my eyes with a sigh, nodding. I hadn’t even meant to—my body responded automatically, and I watched in helpless need as she undid my shirt buttons, going slowly. My belt, too, undoing the button before she slipped my shirt off.
“Oh, London,” she whispered, tracing her fingers reverently over my body, along the bra, the garter belt. The look in her eyes—I couldn’t find any description for it, couldn’t believe she was looking at me that way. She drank me in like I was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen, like she couldn’t believe I was real, and it was a feeling I could get drunk on. “Oh, London,” she repeated, breathless.
“I’m… sure you’ve seen plenty of women in these things.”
“Not one of them has ever made me feel this.” She bent in and kissed my chest in the dip of the bra, touching her tongue to my skin, and I arched against her, arousal shooting through me like electric current.
“Oh—fuck, Cameron—we can’t do this—”
“I need to see the rest,” she whispered, and I couldn’t fight her as she dropped her hands to my waist, pulling my pants down. I let out a helpless whimper as she tugged them off, keenly aware of the size of the window and how exposed we were, but with the way Cameron looked at me… my core ached, and I could feel how wet the lace thong was getting already. It had already had my body humming with anticipation all day, and every time Cameron looked at me—
She turned us around, pinning me down in the bed under her, her eyes roaming me, ravaging me, and that hazy awareness hit me again—all she had to do was ask, and I would have sex with her, again, despite everything. There was nothing in the world I wouldn’t have done right now.
She danced her fingertips over my body, leaving fireworks in her wake. “Every inch of you, London… I’ve never seen anyone so beautiful. I’ve never seen my designs look so beautiful. You are perfect.”
I bit my lip, hard, my head spinning. My eyes flicked down to the peek of red under her shirt, and she caught my gaze, giving me a wicked smile before she sat up straighter, unbuttoning her shirt.
I watched, awestruck, as she slipped her shirt off, and then her pants, too, kneeling over me in the most ludicrously sexual crimson lingerie set. I found my eyes dancing over every part of her, not even sure what to drink in first—the intricate ribbon patterning on the bra, the lacework on her garter belt, the thin lines of her panties. Somehow knowing that every line of it was her work elevated it—a walking artwork, a masterpiece of sexual energy.
“I love the way you look at me,” she whispered.
“You… you’re so gorgeous,” I blurted, a desperate breath breaking free from my lips. She smiled wider.
“I would do anything right now for a chance to feel you,” she whispered. “But… we’ve probably already pushed our luck enough.”
I’d been the one arguing for it, telling her we needed to stop, so I shouldn’t have felt so disappointed, so keenly like I’d lost something precious, to hear that. “I… I guess…”
She bit her lip. “I want to take a picture of you before that. Like this. In bed.”
I nodded, helpless. “It’s… clearly giving you some design inspirations.”
She laughed, biting her lip. “If I had my way with you? Well… I’d probably actually get no designs done. I’d be too busy with your face.”
I felt my face burn, but it wasn’t like I would have said no.
I hated that I had to right now.
Chapter 10
