Wrapping his hands around her hips, he picked her up and carried her to the couch. As soon as he sat her down, he lowered himself to his knees on the carpet in front of her and pushed up her skirt. Peeling away her panties next, he stripped them down her legs and turned the the brief piece of silk into a slingshot, snapping them into the air, not even bothering to watch where they landed.
Grinning, he wrapped his hands around her ankles and studied the strappy high-heeled sandals she wore. He was about to take them off when it struck him that it’d be a lot kinkier if she left them on. So, he lifted her thighs and draped them over his shoulders.
"You might want to hold onto something," he advised. "I’m a pretty intense cook."
And with no more warning than that, he dipped his head and plunged
his tongue inside her. Olivia jerked and cried out his name. He closed his eyes and breathed in her heady, musky scent. God, he loved tasting her. Murmuring his delight, he stroked his tongue up between her folds and boldly caressed the entire area, causing her thighs to clamp around his face.
"Cam. Cam," she panted, unable to say much more than that except for a few garbled words that meant nothing to either of them.
After swirling his tongue around the outer rim, he plunged unexpectedly inside her again. She arched and screamed, coming in a rush and filling his mouth with her creamy flavor. He lavished her through the orgasm and continued licking until nearly a minute after she’d settled.
"Cameron," she sighed, reaching down to sift her fingers through his hair.
"Hmm?" he asked and lifted his face to send her an irritated look. "Woman, can’t you see I’m taste testing the sauce here." He licked his lips and glanced at her swollen center. "God, you’re delicious."
He moved as if to go back down for more. But Olivia laughed and caught his shoulders. "So, when is it time for my taste test?" she asked, reaching for his fly.
He was surprised to realize he was still fully dressed and watched in amusement as she leisurely stripped him. "How do you want it?" he asked huskily, realizing how close to the edge she was making him with her soft fingers.
"With you inside me, preferably."
"I can manage that," he rasped and suddenly grabbed her ankles, pulling her toward him until she slid down the cushiony sofa and collided with him, her legs on either side of his hips. "In fact," he murmured, leaning over her and nudging the head of his penis against her opening. "How about I fulfill that request right now?"
Without waiting for a response, he pushed his way home. She was so wet, he glided past her clenching muscles and straight up into her very core. They both moaned.
"Holy Lord," he gasped, leaning forward to rest his face on her breasts.
He was going to get carpet burn on his knees for this, but he so didn’t care. Plunging forward and pushing her bodily back into the couch cushions, Cameron surged and withdrew, surged and withdrew. He had a perfect rhythm going, until suddenly, he came all the way out of her.
"Cameron!" she screamed in agony.
"No condom," he gritted out as he clutched himself with his fist and pumped furiously, needing release before he died.
"Wait," she said frantically, slipping down onto the floor in front of him.
Wait? He let out a frustrated growl and wiped at the sweat beading on his forehead with his forearm.
"Let me," Olivia instructed, pushing him back onto his butt and leaning down to take him in her mouth.
"Oh, God," he groaned, letting his head fall back and closing his eyes. "Livy."
Her tongue stroked him as her lips continued to hug and tug. Restraining himself from exploding in her mouth just yet, he started to move, repositioning his body on the carpet until he’d twisted around and found his face back between her thighs. He licked her nether lips and groaned as her mouth jerked around him.
He bit lightly in order to keep a hold of her and that caused her to ignite. As she came, she took him deeper in her mouth and he couldn’t hold back. His juices spewed out and she swallowed him whole, sucking him dry. Cameron clutched her hip and rode the waves. When she finally released him and pulled back, she let out a little laugh.
"Wow," she breathed in wonder.
Cameron wanted to know if she was okay. He’d never been with a swallower before. He wondered if she needed a drink or to go spit, but he was too exhausted to speak just yet, so he closed his eyes and pillowed his face on her thigh.
"Mmm-hmm," he murmured and closed his eyes.
He might’ve slept. He didn’t know. Or maybe he only drifted on cloud nine for a couple of seconds.
But he still felt extreme relaxation when opened his eyes and glanced over to watch a moment of Emeril Live playing on the television.