After that long kiss, Cami quickly undressed again, leaving her boots on like before. While Millsap tended to his own clothes and their protection, she walked over to the skybox railing and peered down at the people exiting the club below. Suddenly she had an idea.
“I want you to take me right here, baby,” Cami said, looking back at him as she leaned against the railing with her onion arched in invitation.
“You ain’t said nothing but a word,” Millsap replied, in full agreement with her spontaneity. “I’m just glad this room is soundproof because I’m about to make you lose your mind up in here, up in here.” He smiled, advancing upon her with nothing on but his designer black socks and doubly applied latex.
Cami chuckled at how he’d matched his words up with the classic DMX song currently filtering in through the intercom system. “And I’m gone make you act a fool up in here, up in here,” she said, bouncing her bottom as she put her own twist on the song, too.
“Yeah, you definitely gone make me lose my cool up in here, up in here.” Millsap grinned, pleased by their easy rapport. It was so refreshing to have that with a woman.
Suddenly all jokes were put aside as things turned very serious between them. The switchover occurred the instant Millsap joined her. That’s when Cami tightened her grip on the wide railing and received him to the hilt with one hard backwards thrust.
“I see you want that thug passion tonight,” Millsap replied, moaning at her aggression.
“You got that right.” To prove how much she wanted that side of him, Cami pulled away a few inches and forcefully thrust backwards again.
Millsap moaned. Thrilled that she was so eager for that side of him again, he began to give her what she needed. For as long as she needed it. It was what he wanted and needed, too.
Squealing with delight, Cami relished Millsap’s long strokes, his circular grinds, the way he kept pressing himself against her hot cross buns at the end of each advance as if he was addicted to their sweet softness.
Behind each squeal were sentences. Sentences too erotic to pen. Sentences that had Millsap hammering into Cami like he was personally trying to build her a house.
And the way she moved.
Cami met each stroke with a welcoming thrust and a vise-like squeeze, using her inner muscles like a pro. She rotated her hips with each grind. And when Millsap pressed into her yet again, she heated the oven up even hotter by arching her onion all the more in invitation.
Oh, this woman knew exactly how to press his buttons. Millsap wanted her to press them all. There was definitely no need for that under-the-mattress picture now. Now he had the real thing.
Knowing that Cami was finally his, Millsap moved closer and went for broke, taking her possessively, branding her with his fervent loving.
Did Cami complain?
No. She gave as good as she got, causing them both to go over the edge quickly and with a chorus of howls.
* * *
It would be much later before Cami got to formally thank Millsap for giving her the idea to start a business of her own and for also providing the financial backing for that business.
“I thought you thanked me already,” Millsap said, giving her a sensual smile as they lay in his bed after yet another round of fervent lovemaking. This time in the shower of his apartment.
“No, I didn’t,” Cami replied, snuggling against him.
“Well, I definitely feel thanked. Thoroughly.” He chuckled.
“Glad to hear that.” Cami yawned. “And Mike-Mike thought I would wear you out. You wore me out instead.”
Millsap yawned, too. “I think we wore each other out tonight. By the way, did you call and let the ladies at the boarding house know you weren’t coming home tonight?”
“Yeah.” Cami yawned again. “I did that on the ride over. I knew once I got here, I wouldn’t want to leave.”
Millsap smiled at her words and at the adorable way she looked drifting off into a full doze in the crook of his left arm. Oh, how he loved her!
You don’t know it yet, my queen, but you ain’t never going back to that boarding house to stay again, Millsap mused, lifting the covers up slightly to get another good look at that onion before he dozed off, too. I got to keep all this close, he thought, reaching down to squeeze that plump vegetable one more time.
So consumed with thoughts of Cami, Millsap forgot all about Daysha and the other women on his roster. Women who would not take the news of his exclusivity well at all.
© 2008 by Suprina Frazier