I don't know exactly what I'm doing. I mean I know I have Cameron's lips attatched to mine. Our kissing is aggressive and it's like we can't enough. His wrist is pressed against the door plate, unlocking the door. We stumble inside, our lips never seperting. He leans down and signals for me to jump. My legs wrap around him and he slowly walks to the bed. He lays me down and hovers over me. His dark eyes are serious.
"What are we doing?" He asks and I pull on my lip with my teeth.
"I think we are insane." He smiles and returns to kissing me. My mind is screaming that it's wrong. But my body isn't listening. Cameron takes the towel from my waist and tosses is aside. I kick my flops off and I scoot more onto the bed. I watch as Cameron unbuckles his pants, and pulls his shirt off. Then he pauses and walks to the door. He grabs the do not disturb sign and hangs it on the door handle outside. He also locks the dead bolt, just in case Nash comes back.
His skin is warm against mine and it just feels so natural.
"I dreamt of this." I say against his neck. He stops and looks me in the eyes.
"I know, I could tell you were feeling some type of way. The way you stood up straighter around me." his hand gently caresses down the side of my body. "The way your legs were tightly crossed." his lips press against my neck and trail down my chest. I'm only able to breathe short shallow breathes.
"Tell me, what happened in that dream." He doesn't give me a chance to answer because I feel his lips press against my bundle of nerves. I gasp and my hands clench the sheets. My back arches and my head is titled back.
"Cameron." It comes out in a hushed whisper and I feel him pull away.
"What was that?" he slides his boxer briefs off and then he slowly kisses my inner thighs. He slides back to where my arms wrap around his back. He kisses me and I feel him thrust into me. I let out a whimper and he kisses my forehead.
"It's okay, just think about me." I nod and he moves faster. His hips moving smoothly against mine.
"Say my name." he moans out and the sound of his moans makes me weak. I move my own hips and his thrusts get deeper. It's like magic, how we just move to each other, how we know which way to move, where to press. We know each other better than we know ourselves. With the knowledge Cameron has of me, he's got me practically screaming with pleasure.
"Fuck I've missed you so much." he breathes out. The pleasure has me numb and unable to respond. My body, has craved him from the minute I left. My nails run down his back as he slows down and I know this is his way of torturing me. My eyes are screwed shut and our moans are loud. I'm praying no one can here us, if I wasn't so captivated right now I'd probably be embarrassed.
"Mel." he moans and I know he's close. I'm close as well, the knot in my stomach just building and building. I don't think I'll last much longer. My breathing is heavy and Cameron tries to keep his pace. I move my hips faster in hope to help him. Then I can't hold it back anymore. I collapse beneath him and I feel him finish. He pulls away from me and lays down beside me. He throws the covers over us and I keep my eyes closed. I'm hot my breathing Is fast. My body is hot but numb. I feel almost blissful. Cameron kisses my lips softly.
And that's the last thing I know, because being tired finally catches up with me.
Cameron's pov
I step out of the bathroom and stand in the door way, taking in my room. Mel's bikini is on the floor and her towel is on the chair. Her flops are thrown down by the edge of the bed and the bed sheets are all messed up. But there in the middle of the mess she sleeps. her dark hair is spread out behind her head. her lips are slightly parted and her face is peaceful.
"Stop staring at me." she murmurs and I smile.
"I'm not staring, I'm admiring."
"It's creepy."
"It's romantic." she shakes her head and smiles at me. I dig through my suitcase and pull on a pair of boxers and shorts.
"What am I going to wear?" she asks sitting up pulling the comforter with her.
"Modest aren't we?" she rolls her eyes. I throw her the only merch shirt of mine that I own.
"Isn't this suspicious?" I shake my head.
"No because it's my merch, we all wear each others merch." she nods and slips it on.
"Look, you go take a shower, and there will be clothes ready for you." she starts to get up but then stops.
"What time is it?"
"It's seven a.m." her eyes go wide and she takes a towel with her to the bathroom. I grab my phone and dial Jodie's number.
"Hey do you think you could grab like clothes for mel, like shorts a bra and under wear? shoes maybe too."
"Why the hell are you asking, where is she and what have you done with her." I sigh.
"What haven't I done, and I'm sure she will explain later, just bring the clothes by please." Jodie sighs and then hangs up. Ten minutes later I walk into the bathroom and go to hand Mel her clothes. She stands there towel wrapped around her body, hair still dripping.
"Cameron?" she says faintly and I see she's holding my xanax. I feel my face get hot.
"You seriously need this." I look to the ground, it's really embarrassing.
"Ever since you left, you know how I am when it comes to sleeping, and the only real cure was you, so I have to take that stuff." she sets it down and gently takes the clothes. She kisses my cheeks and walks away.
"Well I'm going to head down to breakfast, so, yeah..." I say awkwardly. She just nods and I don't know if I should hug her and kiss her or if I should just walk away. I decided to kiss her.
"I missed you." she says and my heart soars.
"I missed you even more."
