Page 56 of A Matter of Time
His arms were back around me almost instantly. “So, these other plans of yours,” he murmured, pressing his lips against my forehead and his hips against mine, letting me feel just how turned on he was already. “Are they happening at your apartment or mine?”
~Cam~
The whole evening still felt slightly unreal. As much as I wanted to believe that Tonia said yes and that she agreed to give our relationship another chance, part of me was still afraid it would be torn away from us again. Every time we got close to each other over the past two weeks, something seemed to happen to push us apart again, and I couldn’t let my guard down just yet.
Waiting for the other shoe to drop wasn’t exactly romantic, but in our current situation, it felt realistic, at least until something convinced me this was really happening and wouldn’t be pulled out from beneath me at any moment. Making love to her seemed a good place to start, and waking up beside her the next morning would be even better. I felt pretty certain she had the same thing in mind, so I just needed her to pick a location.
That same hope that was inside me, mixed with a tiny bit of apprehension, was at work in her eyes too as she looked up at me. “I think we should go to my place,” she suggested. “My family already knows not to disturb us and we can ignore anyone else. Plus, we’ve already tested your bed out.”
The memory of that night sent a shot of excitement through me, rushing through my whole body before heading straight to my groin. That night had been incredible, but the night ahead was shaping up to be even better since this time, we both knew exactly what it meant and what we wanted from it.
“Lead the way then, Sugar.”
We could have taken a taxi, but her apartment was close enough to walk to, and as I took Tonia’s hand in mine, I didn’t mind taking the longer route. As much as I wanted the intimacy that was waiting for us, I wanted this too: the walking hand-in-hand, the time to think and feel and talk things over before our need for each other completely took over.
We talked about Dex’s gallery and about her parents’ plans to move to the city before Tonia brought the conversation back around to us.
“Does this kind of feel like a dream to you?” Tonia asked, her high heels tapping on the sidewalk as we walked side-by-side along the downtown streets. “Can we really just pick up like nothing happened?”
That actually wasn’t what I wanted to do, and I did my best to explain that to her. “What happened is always going to be a part of our story. We can’t change that and I don’t want to gloss over it and pretend it didn’t happen either. As painful and hard as it was, I learned from it, and I won’t make the same mistakes again. We’renotpicking up right where we left off, but that’s not a bad thing. Maybe we can think of everything that went before like a prequel, and now, this is where the real story begins.”
“Cam and Tonia 2: Older and Wiser,” she quipped, making me laugh.
“Something like that,” I agreed, still grinning. “But nottooold and wise. I still want to be young and stupid with you, Sugar. I want to take risks and not care too much what anyone else thinks, just like we did in Dallas.”
The heat that flashed through her eyes told me she remembered every detail of that trip just as well as I did, and suddenly, I couldn’t wait a second longer. A back alley branched off to our right up ahead, and I pulled her into it, past the dumpster that would almost entirely hide us from the street, all except our heads, and I pushed her up against the wall, kissing her hard.
Tonia’s mouth met mine eagerly, not protesting in the least about our unexpected detour as her arms wrapped around my neck, her body pressing back against me just as firmly as I had her pinned to the wall.
“My apartment’s only a few more blocks away,” she murmured, teasing me even though her breathless tone told me she truly didn’t mind.
“I can’t wait,” I explained. “I need a taste of you now.”
As I dropped down onto my knees, thankful that she’d once again chosen to wear a skirt today, Tonia glanced around nervously. “Cam, anyone could see us.”
Technically, that might be true, but the part of town that we were in wasn’t particularly busy on a Friday night. Businesses were closed and there was no nightlife around. The only people on the streets were the ones on their way somewhere else, and most of them were too busy in their own thoughts to peer down mostly empty alleys.
“Then you better keep a lookout,” I replied simply as my head slipped beneath her skirt. Gently, I raised one of her legs over my shoulder to give me better access and pushed her panties to one side. The sweet smell of her arousal was enough to make me salivate, and I couldn’t wait a moment longer before running my tongue through her wetness.
“Fuck,” came the whispered moan above me, making me grin again as her thighs clenched around my ears. “You really are crazy.”
“If this is what being crazy gets me, I’ll take it,” I told her as I began to kiss her in earnest.
People said that smells and tastes were a strong link to memories, and I couldn’t disagree. The scent of her took me back to long summer days, and her taste stirred up the way I felt then, like we had the whole world at our feet, like anything was possible.
It had been a long time, but finally, I felt that way again. With Tonia on my side, I could do anything at all.
My tongue flicked over her sensitive skin, teasing her clit and darting as deep inside her as I could go, given our current position. I was starving for her, and as good as she tasted, I already knew it wouldn’t be enough. I would never be able to get enough.
“You are so sweet, Sugar,” I murmured into her skin. “You give me such a rush.”
Her thighs clenched again, letting me know she heard me. With her skirt still over my head, I couldn’t see her, but I could hear enough of her sighs and whimpers and the way her breathing had deepened to know she was enjoying herself, not to mention the way her body reacted.
As I continued to suck and kiss and lick her, her legs began to tremble. “God, Cam,” she moaned from above me as her body clenched and released, bathing my tongue in even more of her sweetness.
When I’d licked up as much as I could, I put her underwear back in place and removed my head from her skirt, straightening her out before getting back to my feet. Tonia still leaned back against the wall, her cheeks flushed and a sated, satisfied look in her eyes.
“Now, we can keep going,” I announced with a teasing smile. “That should hold me for a little while at least.”
