Just like that, I was on fire. "Let me." I was close to begging. Shifting in my seat, I placed my hand on his stomach. I could feel the heat of his skin beneath his shirt. Slowly I stroked my hand down, down until my fingers wrapped around the hard ridge beneath his jeans. He sucked in a breath, his hard body tensing. I bit my lip, relishing his shape. "Kara." "Please. Cameron." "You want to suck me here?" I looked around us. The vehicles in front of us were far enough that they wouldn't be able to see or hear us. The windows of his truck were tinted and the trees around us provided a hiding place from prying eyes. "Yes, here." I reached for his fly, slowly moved the zipper down. I wanted him so much my hands shook. Shyness and uncertainty fled. I licked my lips as I reached inside his boxers, heard him groan deeply as I gently wrapped my hand around his shaft. He was so hot I felt the heat emanate from his body, and hard as steel. "I don't know what to do. Teach me." He lifted his hand, thumb rubbing my bottom lip. "Tell me you want me in your mouth." "I want you in my mouth." His eyes filled with lust. With his gaze on mine, his fingers trailed down my neck, teasing the top button of my shirt before opening it. Three more buttons were next, a flick of his fingers as he released my bra, then he pulled the fabric halfway down my stomach, revealing my breasts to him. He leaned forward, bending his head so he could suck each nipple into his mouth. I moaned. My hands gripped his hair, pressing him to me, then tugging him up impatiently. His laugh was low and husky. "Slow down, baby. I'm not going anywhere." "Cam, I want... Let me..." He kissed me softly, his tongue licking, teasing, igniting more of my desires before he pulled away, only to run his lips on my jaw, on my ear until he was biting it lightly. "Kara." I shivered deliciously. "Suck me." He didn't have to tell me twice. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, licked him, tentatively at first and just with the tip of my tongue. He was silky smooth in my mouth and tasted like the ocean and earth, flavoured with something dark and mysterious. I heard him growl and I looked up. He was quiet, a possessive look in his eyes as he watched me. His hips arched up, a silent demand for more. Then I took as much as I could of him in my mouth. "Fuck. Yeah. You're the most erotic sweet thing I've ever seen," he growled. Cameron's tastes and textures were the things I'd been dreaming about. I had them now, had him now, and still, I wanted more. This was beyond lust, beyond want, and whatever it might be, I wanted to hold him against me forever. I wanted to have the freedom to touch him all the time, to hear his words, his desires, take and receive them. His hand released my hair, slid down my body so he could plump my breasts, rolling my nipples with his fingers as I took him deeper in my mouth. I looked up and the image of him made my breath catch. His head was thrown back, eyes closed, sucking his bottom lip in his mouth. The tendons of his neck were stretched taught. And then he tilted his head down and opened his eyes, watching me pleasure him. "You suck me so good." He fucked my mouth harder, a little faster. I struggled not to choke, and even then, how could I want more of him? I could feel his desperation now, his desires overtaking his need to be careful with me. He gripped a fistful of my hair, yanking himself out of my mouth as he dragged me up for a hard, carnal kiss. My mouth felt used, bruised and loved as his lips devoured me. I clung to him, loving every second of it. Then his hand came down, and I could feel him moving his hand. I pulled away from him, shocked to see him pleasuring himself. He moved his hand up and down his length. His eyes met mine, but he didn't stop. "I'll come in your mouth next time. If you want." I want. But I couldn't stop watching him. I was so turned on. He was shameless, filthy and sensual. With a guttural cry, he came. He was the most beautiful and sexual man I'd ever seen in my life. He took off his shirt, wiping himself. "Come here, Kara." He reached for me and lifted me on top of him. His scent was stronger, darker and muskier. I wanted to taste it. I licked his neck. He responded with a groan. "You going to let me feel this pussy?" "Oh God. Cam." "Fuck, you're beautiful. Use my fingers. That's right." I did. Shamelessly. Without holding back. Being with Cameron was overwhelming and delicious and...consuming. It took over me and I let it. Willingly and with all of me. His thumb made gentle, slow circles between my legs, right where all the sensations concentrated in my body. I was already so turned on, and when he applied pressure there, it both surprised us when I was suddenly crying out. My mind emptied as I came in his hand instantly and I collapsed against him. He laid a kiss on my lips, before licking my bottom lip. When I came to, he was stroking my hair, gripping me against him. It took me a moment before I noticed the credits were playing on the screen. Slowly I lifted my head to look at him. There was a lazy smile on his lips as he watched me with affection and tenderness. "Cam," I said. "Hm?" "That was the greatest movie ever." He laughed and wrapped me tightly in his arms.