Tiny Dancer(Divine Creek Ranch 13)(93)

Camilla thought about it for a few seconds. “No.”

“Have you ever seen me drink a beer, a shot, or a mixed drink?”

“Sure. Plenty of times.”

“I control my actions, not the drink. Yes, I did some hard thinking about it because I didn’t want to contribute to the same sort of scenario I grew up with. We decided to open up a place where adults could come to have a good time. It’s up to them whether or not they act responsibly. You and I watch out for them from behind the bar, minding who’s had too much and needs to be cut off, who needs a ride home or to be asked for their car keys.”

“That’s true. Can I ask you a personal question?”

Ben kissed her forehead and said, “Why not. Ask your questions, sugar. I’m a captive audience.”

“Have you and Quinten ever shared anyone before me?”

“No. You were a first for both of us.” That answer satisfied her so much she wanted to kiss him.

“So you and Ethan never shared anyone? Like…”

“You mean was I ever interested in Grace?”

Camilla’s cheeks went hot as she nodded. “Yes. And answer honestly. I’m just curious. You didn’t know me at the time so it doesn’t matter.”

Ben shook his head and a deep chuckle rumbled from him. “No. I know Ethan had experiences like that when he was in college, but I never did. When I met Grace, she was already in love with Jack and falling for Ethan and Adam, pretty hard and fast, too, as I recall. I thought she was beautiful, and just exactly what those three needed, but I never harbored any feelings for her. If anything, I suppose I felt…”

“What?”

“Envious, maybe? I liked seeing my friend find a woman that completed him, filled the empty places in his life. I wanted that too. Lucky for me, I found her. Quinten and I hit it off from the very first night he worked at the club. We’re like-minded on a lot of issues, we trusted each other, and when we realized we were both harboring feelings for you, it seemed only natural to consider the possibility.”

“And I wouldn’t go out with either of you.”

“You about killed us with that little rule of yours, sugar.”

“I’m glad you didn’t give up. I fell in love with you both, bit by bit, and I was so worried that you’d realize it and either make me choose between the two of you, or shut me down, since I was an employee. I couldn’t see myself working with you if you knew I loved you and you didn’t return the feeling.”

“It all worked out.” He lifted his glass of draft beer and she tilted her iced tea glass against his. “To us. The three of us.”

Camilla stroked his thigh and whispered, “Let’s finish our food. I want to go home and get naked with you.”

Ben waved at the waiter. “Check!”

At the house, she stripped and helped Ben undress, then drew him by the hand into the middle of the bed and straddled him, taking him into her body. Fire sizzled in her blood as his cock slid between her lips, stretching and invading her.

He reclined on the piled-up pillows and watched her intently as he curled his hips, groaning as he sank in further. “I love you, Camilla. I want to build a life with you and have a family of our own someday. I want what my parents never fully enjoyed.”

“I love you too.”

She arched her back and took him deeper, drawing a heartfelt groan from her lover. Cupping his face in her hands, she leaned forward and feathered a kiss over his cheekbones and stroked his lower lip with her tongue. This was a different side of him, allowing her to love him, not taking control, and she gladly gave him what he needed, her tender loving care.

He gazed up at her with a rapt expression, and she held eye contact with him as she established her rhythm and made love to him. His face flushed, and he pressed back against the pillows as he gave in to the urge to thrust up against her. He caressed her lower belly and pressed his thumb against her clit, quickening her climb to orgasm. The climactic waves fluttered within her pelvis, growing as the tension within her increased.

“That’s right, sugar. Come for me.”

She cupped her breasts in her hands and pinched her nipples, sending her spiraling over the edge of bliss. He gripped her hips and guided her up and down on his cock, and a triumphant cry erupted from him as another orgasm followed on the heels of her first, gripping his cock with hot, tight contractions as his cum jetted inside her.

“Yes,” she whispered, as she collapsed against him, his cock still pulsing. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled the covers over them as they both lay there in state of bliss, recovering.

His arms trembled as he held her and whispered, “You’re really something.”