Even after Maggie had left the kitchen, I still chased Cameron around. He ate my cookie, he obviously had to be punished.
When he had nearly tripped over a kitchen chair I made my move and lunged onto his back, causing him to trip when he lost his balance.
Cameron groaned from beneath me, his cheek pressed against the cool tile of the floor. I leaned over him and placed my lips close to his ear, my breasts pushed against his back.
"Gottcha now stud." I whispered seductively, teasingly nibbling on the space right below his ear. Suddenly Cameron rolled, quickly switching our positions and before I could even react I was effectively pinned beneath him.
His hard chest resting against mine and his hands wrapped around my wrists, keeping them pressed to the ground, both of them placed on either side of my head.
"Look who's got who now, baby." He chuckled
"Oh no!” I cried dramatically “Is there no one to save me from the big bad wolf?" I teased, giggling when Cam rolled his eyes playfully.
"I may be a lot of things but turning into a hairy wolf isn't one of them. But I can be real bad if you want me to." he said in husky voice, while one of his hands moved down my body to caress my exposed leg, before lifting it and hitching it over his hip.
Taking advantage of my vulnerable position, Cam lightly massaged the skin of my upper thigh before giving me a light slap right on my ass.
I gasped at the slight sting and had to bite my lower lip to hold back the moan that was threatening to come out.
"And you already know I’m big" He smirked, grinding his lower half against mine. The friction of his jeans against me had a shiver running down my spine in pure pleasure.
I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist, bringing us closer together before I rolled, changing our positions so that I was on top again.
"But if you’re not a wolf then I can't be your little red riding hood" I teased, while I slowly dragged a finger down his chest. A soft groan escaped his lips when my hand trailed down farther, past his belt buckle, my nails lightly scratching over the ridge in his pants.
He grabbed my hand, using it to pull me closer so that our lips were only millimeters apart. "For you baby...I'll be anything you want me to be." He whispered huskily.
I smiled at his words, my heart instantly fluttering like crazy inside my chest. "Anything?" I asked in a small innocent voice, my lips lightly brushing against his.
"Anything at all." he said with a stern voice that conveyed to me how much he meant what he was saying. “I will never intentionally hurt you.” He whispered before leaning forward and kissing me. I didn't know what happened but one minute Cam and I had been fooling around on the kitchen floor and then all of a sudden Cam was kissing me like I was the only girl in the world. Like I was the only one he could ever want or ever need.
He didn't try and make the moment more sexual, by grinding against me or grabbing my ass or anything. We just kissed, his right hand cupping my jaw and cheek and nothing else.
When he pulled away I lightly rested my forehead against his, a smile pulling at the edges of my lips.
"I can tell right now that you’re going to be a big problem for me." I whispered softly, making him chuckle. "Ditto." he smiled. I felt him turn his head so that his lips were pressed against my forehead his hands winding with mine against his chest. “Go on a date with me Kat.” He asked softly against my hair.
I felt my heart clench in my chest and I had to pull back a little to see the facial expression on Cam’s face. The look in his eyes was so soft and affectionate that my voice ended up cracking when I tried to speak. “I-I’m going to have to check my schedule” I whispered pathetically. He let out a light chuckled, his chest shaking slightly beneath me.
“Friday sound good?” I nodded, deciding that the safest thing to do was to not say anything at all.
“Be ready by 7:30 any later than that and I’m going to come into your house and get you myself.” I giggled at his cave man threat and nodded in agreement, though the thought of Cam manhandling me out of my room in nothing but a towel sounded very appealing.
After a few minutes of laying there with nothing but each other’s company, we knew we had to get up or else risk being found by Maggie.
I didn't want to leave him just yet but we had to go our separate ways.
I climbed the stairs to Maggie’s bedroom to find the whole place a complete and utter mess. Clothes were thrown everywhere, covering every surface there was in sight.
“Oh my god” I murmured under my breath. The majority of the clothes was piled close to Maggie’s open closet doors and What caught my eye was the fact that the pile was moving.
Suddenly Maggie burst up from beneath all the clothes, stray shirts and sweaters flying to different corners of her cluttered room.
“I got it!” she shouted in triumph her face a tiny bit red from being buried beneath all that fabric, in her hand was a tiny needle that reflected the light off its edge. “What the hell did you do to your room?” I chuckled, placing my hands on my hips like a scolding mother.
“That’s what I would like to know.” a feminine voice said from behind me. I turned rather quickly nearly tripping over Maggie’s mother in the process.
“Careful dear, didn’t mean to startle you there.” She smiled, lightly pinching my cheek and tapping my nose. I smiled back, leaning into Elizabeth’s side as she wrapped an arm around my shoulder, hugging me to her.
“It’s been a while sweetie, you look more beautiful then I remember.” She complimented before turning her gaze back to Maggie, who was inconspicuously trying to kick her clothes into the crevices of her room where they would be out of sight from her mother.
“Now you Maggie I have to say are a completely different story. I leave you for only a week and you manage to make your room look as though a hurricane passed through it.” Maggie rolled her eyes before crossing her arms over her chest.
“It’s not my fault you decided today was the day that you wanted to come home!” Maggie grumbled under her breath making me snicker.
“That’s beside the point. Now, clean it up, I want this place spotless before your dad comes home.”
“Might want to add a shower in there sis, you look like a hedgehog” A deep voice called from behind me. The sound making the hairs on my body stand on end and the place between my legs to start throbbing.
“Cameron don’t make fun of your sister” Elizabeth warned, turning so she could face him.
“Sorry mom, just a little healthy teasing between siblings.” He smiled, winking at me. I forced myself to shoot him a glare before I turned to step farther into Maggie’s room when I felt a hand close around the collar of my shirt, pulling me back till I was facing Elizabeth again.
“Now where do you think you’re going?” She smiled. I pointed towards Maggie an innocent smile on my face. “To hang with my best friend” I mumbled.
“Oh no, you are not helping that little rascal with her cleaning. You are going to catch me up on the gossip going around school while she finishes putting away every single item of clothing in this room. And there better not be clothes stuffed under your bed” She warned pointing a finger at Maggie who shot us all a scowl including me.
I gave her a sheepish smile and an apologetic shrug before I was tugged out of the room.
It took Maggie nearly 45 minutes to clean her room up and the whole time I sat down stairs with her mom, laughing about all the things that had happened since the last time I had seen her.
The sound of footsteps trudging down the stairs had us looking up to see a very annoyed looking Maggie. “You finished cleaning munchkin?” Elizabeth asked a sweet smile on her lips.
“Yes mother” She grumbled. “Good, now come sit beside me. I’ve missed you” She breathed, patting the cushion beside her.
With a huff and a small invisible smile that only I had caught, she walked over to her mom and sat down, her side practically squished against her mothers.
“Aww my baby girl. So beautiful.” She cooed, pressing a kiss on her temple, her fingers running through her hair lovingly. I couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. My parents rarely came home and I secretly longed for the loving look that Elizabeth was giving Maggie right now.
I couldn’t help but smile at how alike they really looked. Maggie and Cameron both got the majority of their looks from their mother. They had her green eyes and dark hair while Cameron got his build from their dad, David.
“Somebody call a family meeting and forget to call me?” a gruff voice called from the side.
We all turned and saw Cam and Maggie’s dad leaning against the doorway, his crisp black suit a little ruffled from traveling and a worn leather briefcase resting against his leg.
“Just saying hi to the kids” Elizabeth smiled, running her hands through Maggie’s hair as Maggie leaned against her shoulder.
“Hey Dave, how’s it going?” I called smiling from my spot on the couch.
“Pretty good ‘Roo” he smiled, walking over and pressing a kiss to my forehead before walking over to Maggie and his wife and engulfing the both of them in a large hug.
When I was a kid I was given a pogo stick for my 7th birthday. I hopped on it every single chance I got. Apparently that reminded David of a Kangaroo so ever since that day he had been calling me ‘Roo.'
“Where’s Cameron?” David asked, once he released Elizabeth and Maggie, his eyes searching for his son.
“Right over here old man” An amused voice called from behind me. I turned quickly in my seat not even realizing that Cameron had entered the room, let alone been standing behind me the entire time.
“Old? Who you calling old?” David chuckled, walking over to Cam and engulfing him in a large bear hug.
“I can practically see the white hairs on your head from a mile away.” David chuckled, grabbing onto Cam’s jaw and turning his head sideways to get a good look at his hair.
Cam lightly pushed his dad away a chuckle leaving his lips. “Yeah right.” He scoffed rolling his eyes playfully.
David smiled brightly as he turned back to the rest of us. “So what’s new with everyone?”