"Fuck!" I growled when Cami ran from and disappeared in the sea of bodies. I snaked my way back to the bar and asked to settle up my bill.

I noticed out of the corner of my eye, Jesse was back at the bar and standing next to me with his empty glass. He gave me a cautious side eye and I sighed dramatically. "I'm sorry," we both blurted out at the same time.

The bartender reappeared with my receipt and before I could protest, the bearded not-so-stranger ordered us both another drink. "I really didn't mean to piss you off," Jesse shrugged.

I shook my head and sighed again. "You have nothing to be sorry for. I handled that so shitty. She's pretty feisty, right?"

Jesse nodded and we both reached for the drink the bartender handed us. He paid and I thanked him. "I asked Cami if she wanted to go shopping with me tomorrow. I hope that won't be a problem," he explained.

"Nah," I grinned. "I think she'll enjoy that more than listening to the panel discussion." I reached for Jesse's hand and gave him a lop-sided smile. "You'll keep an eye on my girl tomorrow?"

Jesse chuckled, shook my hand and easily agreed. "You don't even have to ask."

….

I returned to the room, slightly buzzed from finishing my scotch too fast. Sue me, but I was eager to get back to Cami and start my apologies. Fuck. This was so much easier when I could behave any way I wanted and tell the girl to fuck off if she didn't like it.

Hell, jealousy wasn't even an emotion I had dealt with much before I met Cami. I hated the thought of her with Kyle and the fact that he kissed her. And I reacted poorly to that as well. But I should have known better than to tell her what to do. She could be gentle and sweet, but fuck if she didn't hate being bossed around. 

Aren't we a match made in heaven? All I know is being domineering. This boyfriend shit doesn't work for me. Yet here I was, sweaty palms and all, letting myself into our room and just praying she would forgive me for being an ass...once again. 

The room was dark, other than the one nightstand lamp left on and the sliver of light coming from under the door. I could hear the bathwater as I stood outside and although it's normally 'our thing' to visit each other while in the bathroom, I decided against it this time. She was so mad, I just didn't want to risk making it worse.

"I'm done in the bathroom," her quiet voice murmured from behind me. I was watching the view of the city from the hotel window for I don't know how long when she came around to face me.

The room was pretty dark but I still noticed her choice of sleepwear. It was a hot pink, very short nightie with lacy straps and a ruffled trim. Fuck. I was so tempted to lift the bottom and see what she was hiding underneath. But then I remembered...apologize first, asshole.

I glanced down to find my credit card in her hand. "Here," Cami offered, thrusting it to me.

"Keep it," I countered, pushing it back into her hand. "Jesse said you two have a big shopping trip planned for tomorrow."

"He told you?" she questioned, furrowing her brow deeply.

I shrugged. "Sure. Me and him are old friends now."

Cami's mouth twisted up into a little smirk at my poor joke. "I should have told you sooner...about his husband."

I shook my head and sighed deeply. "No. I gotta learn to trust you, baby."

"But…" she began before I pressed a quick kiss to her lips.

"I'm gonna go get ready for bed," I explained before disappearing behind the bathroom door.

….

After a quick shower and changing into a pair of knit shorts, I returned to find the bed turned down and Cami stretched out on her stomach. I was rendered temporarily paralyzed when she rolled over onto her side and smiled brightly at me. "Do you mind?" she asked, using the remote to point to the TV on the wall.

My head bobbed absently as I struggled to form a thought. She was lying at the end of the bed, her knees bent and that nightie just barely covering her ass cheeks. And somehow she managed to make plain cotton panties look so sexy. Fuck. "Yeah... go ahead," I sputtered when I noticed she was still waiting for an answer. "I got this itinerary to go over," I explained, picking up the folder from the nightstand and waving it around.

She gave me a little nod and directed her attention back to an old episode of Friends. I climbed into bed next to her, silently groaning when she began alternating kicking one leg and then the other, her pointed toes bouncing off the pillow near me. I couldn't concentrate for fuck when Cami laughed at the jokes from the TV show.

My eyes moved to the rounded globes of her ass, peeking out from under the ruffled edge of her nightie. Fuck me. I couldn't help ogling that cute little dent where her thigh and ass met. Everytime she kicked off the pillow, the muscles in her thighs flexed and moved. And that ass of hers? I felt like it was jiggling just for me.

"Chance?"

I looked up and found Cami's eyes on me. She glanced back toward her own backside and rolled her eyes. "Am I flashing you?" she teased.

I couldn't help the smirk that took over my face. "It's just...a really great view."

"Oh my God," Cami blushed, yanking the barely there fabric down, but not doing much to cover herself. "You are such a pervert."

"Don't take away my view!" I smirked.

Cami simply shook her head and turned back toward the TV so she could finish her program. "You never wear stuff like this at home," I told her as my fingers skimmed up the back of her thigh.

Her giggling was music to my ears. "We're in a hotel," she reasoned.

"And?"

With her eyes still on the tv, she shrugged. "I didn't want to wear my ratty old t-shirts here. What if I needed to run to the lobby or go get some ice?"

I scoffed, "Like I'd ever let you leave the room like this. Girl, you must be crazy."

She turned her head slightly and pressed a finger to her temple. "It almost sounds like you're trying to tell me what to do again."

"Does it?"

"Yeah."

I tossed my folder to the floor and crept between her thighs. "Maybe you just underestimate how guys think."

I knelt near her knees and leaned over her body, my hands pressed to the mattress close to her hips. We weren't touching...yet. 

"Maybe not everyone is perverted as you," she sighed. 

"Maybe this phenomenal ass of yours could turn anyone into a slobbering mess."

"You're a dork," Cami laughed, switching off the TV and resting her head on her forearms folded underneath her.

I rocked back on my heels and looked down at the glorious sight in front of me. "Seriously, Cami. This ass is perfect."

"Stop," she groaned, covering her face with her hands. "It's too big."

"No way," I insisted. I peeled up the edge of her gown and gazed down at her ample bum. "You've got the perfect muscle to jiggle ratio here."

"Oh really?" Cami scoffed playfully. "Is that a scientific term?"

"Yeah," I breathed. "But I may need to do some research first."

Cami pulled her arms out from underneath her head, pulling them down to her sides. "Do your worst," she challenged.

My chest constricted. I wanted to touch her so badly, make her feel good and somehow keep myself restrained so I didn't scare her off. No big deal, right?

I placed my outstretched palms on the back of her thighs and squeezed gently. I coasted my hands up and down, letting my thumbs drag up the inside of her legs where her skin was the softest. I did this again and again, each time edging closer to wear her panties kept her covered. 

I noticed the way her thighs drifted open wider and her back arched slightly. "That feels so good," she whispered.

The more her breathing sped up, the more pressure I put into my touch. And fuck if I wasn't ready to tear these panties off of her. When my hands moved to cup and squeeze her ass cheeks, she squirmed and whimpered. My thumbs again drifted, this time to her panty covered warmth. They were damp and her hips were bucking.

"Take them off."

I must have imagined that. I checked to be sure. "You want me to?"

"Yeah," she replied shyly, using her arms to lift her body from the bed. Cami pushed herself up onto all fours in front of me. Fucking hell. "Take em off," she ordered me from over her shoulder.

I gripped the sides and started easing the fabric over her hips. I wasn't ready to have her bare in front of me. My heart pounded hard in my chest when she lowered her body back down and pressed her knees together. I discarded her panties somewhere over her head and then returned my attention to the girl who was now presenting her body to me.

At first all I could do was gaze at her in wonder. She had so many curves, her juicy thighs, the swell of her hips, and the way her ass resembled two perfect globes just ready to be worshipped. I spread my fingers wide and gripped her tightly, squeezing and then releasing. For the quickest moment, my hands left their mark on her pale skin. A faint handprint that disappeared too quickly. 

I did it again, harder this time, catching the way her breath shuddered when I did. I pulled my hand back and spanked her lightly, my whole body tingling with the excitement of it. I blew out a slow breath and looked away from the mark I had left, knowing this was just the start and I would want more...no, I would need more.

Once was never enough with her.

After several minutes of not touching her, Cami reared back on her haunches and presented herself to me again. I didn't even have to touch her to know she was wet. That perfect little peach between her thighs was pink and glistening with the evidence that I wasn't the only one who was worked up. 

She arched her back sharply and pushed her hand through her folds, fingers waving at me and slick with her arousal. "Please touch me," she begged.

I couldn't think straight, I couldn't form an argument in my head as to why I shouldn't, so I brushed her fingers aside and cupped her sex from behind. "Like this?" I taunted.

"No," she whimpered, pressing herself more insistently into my hand.

I let the tip of my middle finger graze down the center of her folds, bypassing her clit. "Like this?"

"No," she now growled, causing me to hold back my laughter.

"Tell me, Cami Baby. Tell me what you want me to do," I groaned.

She lifted her head from the mattress, kept her forearms bent and held up her bodyweight as she called out, "I want your fingers inside me."

I pulled myself up onto my knees, looking down at her perfectly positioned beneath me. My dick was aching, harder than ever. I couldn't ever remember wanting anyone this badly. I couldn't ever remember feeling this way and actually holding back. I hated it.

When Cami tilted her hips down sharply, all I could see how wet and ready she was. I grabbed her ass with both hands, gripping harshly and pulling her lips apart slightly with my thumbs. I jerked her back once, letting her feel how hard she was making me.

Cami moaned loudly when I slid my thick thumb inside her silky walls. I groaned just as loudly, remembering I had never touched inside her before. Yes, I made her come once with my fingers but that was just from pressing on her clit. This was something totally different.

As I pressed my thumb deeper, all I could think about was releasing my cock from the confines of these pajama pants. I knew I was wet too. I could feel the wetness dripping from the tip, my body readying me to be inside this beautiful creature.

"Fuck," I exhaled harshly as I replaced my thumb with two fingers, stretching her in the best way. "Oh...so tight."

Cami began backing into my thrusts, meeting my fingers and all I could do was watch the way her body swallowed them. I was thrusting my hips too, into the air while gripping her hip tightly with my other hand. 

Her walls were getting impossibly tighter, her body shaking as she careened toward her orgasm. I loved the way her ass bounced against my hand and when she covered my hand, the one that held her hip and intertwined our fingers, I held her with all my strength. 

Cami threw her head back, her hair spilling over her shoulders as her body tensed and jerked under me. She called my name loudly and repeatedly as she collapsed underneath me. "Oh fuck," she cried as her silky walls crushed the life out of my soaked digits.

Her body was still quaking and her core was still pulsing as I shifted to lie beside her. I tried to pull my fingers free, but she had them in a vice grip. "Relax," I coaxed her softly as I eased them free and rolled onto my back.

Cami lifted her head, her hair was a mess, her eyes still hooded in a post-orgasm daze. "Holy shit, Chance."

I turned my head and smiled widely, pulling a wet finger into my mouth and making sure she saw me tasting her wetness. "Stop," she giggled, gripping my wrist and holding it away. 

"It's this or I bury my face between your thighs," I threatened with a sexy smirk.

"Fine," she pouted, sighing as she rolled onto her side and snuggled closely against my sweat soaked body.

Cami watched me as I licked my fingers and sighed deeply. "Wow."

"Wow?" she echoed. "Wow good or…"

I pulled my lower lip into my mouth and made an over-exaggerated sucking sound. "Wow...as in the best thing I've ever tasted."

"The best?" she challenged, her lips forming a perfect pout.

I hummed as I playfully considered it, earning me a shove as she tried to roll away from me. I shifted my body over hers, pinning her hands above her head and lowering my mouth to hers. "I think I need some more research."

Cami's smile lit up her whole face when she wrapped her legs around my hips and began rocking against me. "Anything in the name of science, Mr. Connor."

I held her wrists with one hand while the other loosely held the side of her neck. "Mr. Connor?"

"Do you prefer Sir?" she teased, pressing herself tightly against me. "Or maybe Daddy?"

No one had ever called me that, but fuck she made me wanna hear it again. My eyes must have given it away, because soon she was grinding harder and whispering "Daddy" into my mouth as I kissed her hard and fast.

It was dangerous of her to start playing into my dominant side. I had to stay in control. When I backed away from her, she bucked faster, sending electric shocks through my body as my cock slid back and forth inside my pants. Fuck! I hadn't dry humped anyone since high school, but there was no way I could stop now.

Cami pulled her hands from my grasp and reached around to grip my ass, pulling me hard against her. Her mouth was open wide, gasping for breath and whimpering as we both climbed that hill together. I slid my hands under her as we both rocked faster, the need to see her come again was overwhelming. 

"Fuck!" we both called out as a powerful climax slammed into us both. I pressed my forehead to hers, needing to see her face as she came undone once more.

We were both gasping, my mind still trying to wrap around the fact I just came in my pants like a teenager. Fuck, the things this girl did to me. "I should spank your ass for making me mess up my clothes like this," I laughed, pulling at my waistband to inspect the damage.

Cami laughed too and glanced down at my manhood. "Don't blame me," she insisted. "You're the one who can't control himself."

I wrapped my arm around my girl and pulled her tightly to my side. "You're damn right I can't. Maybe you should remember that for next time."

My gaze drifted to her mouth as she sucked in her bottom lip. I rubbed my nose against hers and untangled myself from her grip. I slid out of bed and padded to the bathroom, desperate for another shower. 

As I neared the door, she called out, "Don't worry. I'll remember that...Daddy."

I gripped the door frame and forced myself inside. This girl was gonna be the death of me.

….

I've officially decided that waking up next to Cameron Cole is my ultimate goal in life. I looked down at her as she laid half splayed over my chest. Her auburn waves were sparkling in the sunshine as it crept in between the edges of the drapes. I had woken up before my alarm and now I just couldn't force myself out of bed. 

I smiled as I felt her hand curled around my waist and her nose buried deep in the crook of my neck. Her breathing was deep and even as it tickled my neck and warmed my bare chest. I picked up my phone and noticed it was about to go off again. Unfortunately, I had to get to the breakfast buffet before the panel discussions began. 

But I wanted to let my girl sleep a little longer.

After easing away from her and successfully managing to get dressed without waking her, I slipped out into the hall and made a few calls before making my way downstairs. I fell into line behind Jesse and his husband. We made our introductions before Jesse asked about Cami. 

"I let her sleep in," I replied as I perused the selections.

Jesse nodded slowly and smiled. "So I take it you two made up?" he mused.

I shrugged nonchalantly. "Something like that." Jesse nodded again and I just shook my head. "Actually I wanted you to help me with something. It's a surprise for Cami."

"Of course," he beamed. "Just tell me what I need to do."

….

I woke up stretching and feeling for Chance the moment I became conscious. I squinted and tried to look around the room for him, but was met with disappointment when I realized he had already left.

I found my phone on the nightstand and saw it was flashing with a new text message. 

Chance: Good morning, Sexy. I had to get to my panel, but I've got a surprise for you. Open the door when you hear a knock.

Knock? Who would be…?

I leapt from the bed and rushed to the door. 

"Good morning, sleepy head. Did you forget we were going shopping today?" Jesse chuckled.

"No! I didn't get a proper wake-up call," I pretend pouted. 

"Well, I've got your breakfast here if you're ready."

I opened the door wider and gave Jesse a big smile. "Of course! Come on in."

Jesse hesitated in the hall, using one hand to stroke his beard. 

"What's the problem?"

Jesse rocked on his heels and chuckled a bit. "Chance said if you didn't put a robe on, I wasn't allowed to come in."

"Oh!" I gasped, remembering my short nightie and lack of underwear. "Come in," I called as I darted off to the bathroom. 

….

"So are we ready to do this?" 

I nodded at Jesse and locked arms with him as we sauntered through the lobby. I couldn't help but glance toward the open doors of the banquet hall. "Should we go say goodbye to our guys?" I mused as I moved closer to the overcrowded space.

"Girl, you are whipped," Jesse sighed, even as he pulled by my hand and led me to where Chance and Coy stood.

Chance turned to find me standing behind him. "There's my girl," he gushed, sweeping me up in a huge hug.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and sighed into his ear. "Thanks for my surprise."

Chance loosened his grip on me, pressing a kiss to my lips. "Do you still have my credit card?"

"Yeah but...I'm not going overboard. You have to let me pay you back with my next check."

Chance bit down on his lower lip and cupped my neck with both hands. "Spend what you want. We can always settle up when you get back," he murmured as I gazed up at him. 

I rolled my eyes playfully, knowing how it aggravated him. Chance narrowed his gaze at me and dropped his hands from my neck to my ass in an instant. "Better get going, Cami."

I gave him one more kiss before turning away with a small wave. I gasped when Chance wound his arm around my waist and drew me back to his chest. "Be good," he growled into my ear, causing me to go weak in the knees.

I turned my head and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. "What would be the fun in that?" I challenged him.

He responded with a discreet swat to my backside and all I could do was walk away for fear Chance would undoubtedly see how much he turned me on and how badly I wanted him.

......

A/N: whaaa? A happy ending on this one? A little bedroom action? Lovey dovey Chance too? Y'all are getting so spoiled!

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