Page 58 of A Matter of Time
“Shit, Tonia.” He moaned out my name, his nostrils flaring and his eyes filled with lust.
Though many years had passed, I still remembered exactly what he liked, all my little tips and tricks to make him weak, learned through experimentation and repetition, and I used them all without mercy. He was helpless against the power of my mouth, just as I had been to his out in that alley, not even really caring if anyone had seen us.
But just as I was getting close to my goal, Cam grabbed hold of my head, gently but firmly, and lifted me up to kiss me. I could tell from the possessive hunger in his kiss that he was just as turned on as he looked.
“That is amazing,” he promised me, his voice rough with desire. “But I need to be inside you right now. I want you there with me, coming when I say so.”
My own need shot through me with those words and the firm, dominant tone of his voice, and he obviously knew it as he grinned against my lips.
“I think it’s about damn time you showed me your bedroom, Tonia.”
~Cam~
As incredible as it felt to have Tonia’s mouth on me, it hadn’t been all I had in mind for that night, not by a long shot. So, when I felt myself getting close, I stopped her and asked her to take me to her bedroom instead.
The room she led me to was impeccably spotless and organized, just like the rest of her apartment, with a very large, very sturdy-looking queen-sized bed in the centre of the room.
“That should work,” I confirmed as I looked it over and Tonia smiled in both satisfaction and anticipation. My clothes were on the living room floor, but Tonia’s were still on, and that was going to be a problem for what I wanted to do next. “Show me how it looks with you spread out naked on it, Sugar.”
That dynamic had always worked best for us in the bedroom. Everywhere else, Tonia held her ground, but as we explored and experimented together in those teenage days, we discovered that she liked it when I took control, and I liked it too. Alone and naked was the one time I could tell her what to do without worrying that she’d take offense. She still talked back sometimes, because she couldn’t fully turn it off, but in the end, she always gave in and we both loved it when she did.
That exact same mix had eluded me in all the other women I’d dated: someone who wouldn’t give me an inch in the boardroom, but would take every inch when I told her to in the bedroom. In my experience, Tonia was one-of-a-kind and just my type.
As if she could read my mind, she gave me a little bit of that sass I loved. “Why don’t you come over here and make me?”
Raising my eyebrows, I stepped firmly over to her and grabbed hold of the front of her blouse, ripping it open as buttons went flying across the room and Tonia gasped in surprise, her pupils dilating as her arousal grew stronger.
“You idiot, you ruined it!”
With the view I got beneath the tatters, I couldn’t bring myself to care, and I didn’t think she really did either. “I’ll buy you a new shirt. Now, are you going to take the rest of it off, or do you want me to keep going?”
As I expected, she quickly removed the rest of her clothes and lay down on the bed as I’d asked her to.
“Fuck, Tonia, you look even better than I remember.” My voice came out thick and heavy as I took in every curve and dip of her body, achingly familiar but startlingly new at the same time.
“Better than three days ago?” she challenged, even though I could see she appreciated the compliment.
“I didn’t spend much time just looking at you that night,” I reminded her. We had been in a bit of a hurry. “But now, I’m going to take my time.”
Getting onto the bed next to her, I did just that, examining her body with my fingers and my lips. Just about every body part had a memory for me, and I shared them with her as I carried out my exploration.
“Do you remember the hickey I gave you in eleventh grade?” I wondered as I kissed my way down her neck.
“I had to wear turtlenecks for a week,” she reminisced. “In the middle of June!”
“Or the first time I touched your breasts?” My lips trailed there next, finding the stiff peak waiting for me and catching it gently between my teeth.
Tonia inhaled with a shaky laugh. “I thought you were going to pass out the first time you saw them.”
“Oh, that wasn’t the first time I saw them, Sugar. I saw them before that, it was just the first time I got to touch them.”
My tongue swirled around her nipple as I spoke, making her squirm beneath me as she tried to concentrate on what I was saying.
“When did you see them before that?” she asked in confusion, still a little breathless.
“When we were thirteen and went swimming out at the lake. You were wearing that new bikini you were so proud of and it came undone.”
She raised her head to look at me in surprise. “You always told me you didn’t see anything!”
