Tainted Desire (Desire Series, #1) (21 page)

     “I have to admit it definitely points to Dylan. We will give the police his name, maybe they can check with the Wisconsin police to find out if he’s home.” Mom tries to console me.

     The police arrive and Cameron takes over because I’m just too upset to coherently explain what has been going on. My dad gives them Dylan’s full name and address and says he would like for the police here to contact the Wisconsin police. They dust for prints and take the names of the people living here and people who visit frequently, which as far as I know is just Cameron.

     As the police open the door to leave, Courtney and Blake get off the elevator. Courtney comes running into her place asking what is going on. I just shake my head and start crying so Cameron shows Courtney my room. She comes back out and sits next to me putting her arm around me and holding me close. “I’m so sorry Kylie, I can’t figure out how this could happen. Our door is always locked and it’s not like someone can just climb in the window when we are thirty-five floors up.” She tries to rationalize.

     Cameron goes into the pantry and grabs a box of garbage bags, then goes to my room with my dad. I look at my mom and Courtney and shrug my shoulders. I hope they don’t plan to throw all my clothes and toiletries out, I don’t have a lot but it’s mine. I get up off the couch, finally feeling strong enough to walk. I enter my room and my dad and Cameron have almost all my stuff in garbage bags already. 

     “Umm, I hope you two don’t plan on throwing all my stuff away?” 

     “Nope!” My dad says. “You have one of two choices; you either come back to the hotel with us, or you move into Cameron’s place. I know he loves you and will protect you. It will be much easier for me knowing you are living with him then to have to worry about that bastard getting to my baby girl.”

     I look at my dad a bit shocked; he actually wants me to move in with Cameron. I look at Cameron and he nods his head towards his place giving me a silent invitation to move in with him. I look to my mom and she nods her head too indicating I should move in with him. Despite everything that has happened, I give Cameron a smile, “I sure hope you are man enough to put up with me.”

     “I will try my best, besides you are at my place most of the time anyways. This just makes it official,” he says, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

     It’s sad to say that all my belongings fit into five garbage bags. Cameron takes two and my dad, my mom, and I each grab one. It takes all of two minutes for me to move in with Cameron. My heart soars at the idea of falling asleep and waking up to him every morning. 

     We drive my mom and dad back to the hotel. They both give me a hug and make me promise to call if anything more happens during the night. We make plans to meet on the beach around one o’clock. Cameron and I both wave as they enter the hotel. He gives me a sexy smile and asks, “Ready to go home?”

     “Yes, there’s no place I would rather be,” realizing I truly mean it.

     I’m a lucky man to be able to wake up to the beauty of Kylie sleeping next to me. I made a promise to her dad to keep her safe, now I have to figure out how to do that, while I’m away for my races. I would love for her to travel with me but I know that is unrealistic, she’s too independent and wants her own career as well. My first away race is a week after my first race, so I will have to decide how best to protect her while I’m gone. I will be calling a security company to come and install an alarm system within the next week. This will protect her while she’s home but what if he gets to her at work or when she goes out shopping. This dilemma is going to weigh heavy on my mind. After having Kylie in my life, I would go out of my mind if something happened to her.

     I wake up refreshed despite what happened at Courtney’s last night. I always sleep so sound in Cameron’s arms. He was a perfect gentleman, holding me while I fell asleep, not expecting anything in return. I’m a tad relieved that I won’t have to be bumping into Blake at Courtney’s place when she’s at work. I don’t mind being around him when she’s there, but it feels odd when she’s gone.

     I smell the wonderful scent of coffee, bacon, and syrup. I get up and throw on a thin silk robe still adhering to Cameron’s rules about sleeping with no clothes on. I watch him moving around the kitchen in just a pair of running shorts, he seems at home cooking. He has the bacon fried and has a waffle maker on the counter turning out Belgian waffles. 

     “It would appear that I have moved in with Chef Boyardee,” I joke and wrap my arms around him.

     “I wouldn’t get your hopes up. I’m good at cooking breakfast but not so good at any other meal. My dinners were usually take out or frozen pizza. I can be your Sous Chef though for dinner. I can handle a knife pretty well,” he jokes back.

     “No, I think this arrangement will work out okay. I’m not a morning person so you can do breakfast. I think I’m a decent cook so I will handle dinner. We can make a weekly menu to post on the fridge that way we will know what we are having and what I need to get at the grocery store. Maybe we will leave one day open for eating out. I’m pretty good to sticking to a budget that’s how I squandered money away from Dylan,” I explain.

     “Sounds like a plan. I’m all for paying for the groceries as long as I don’t have to go to the grocery store.  You know that whole old people thing I have,” Cameron laughs.

     “You’re terrible. What’s wrong with old people?”

     He avoids the question and hands me a plate piled high with waffles. They smell wonderful and my stomach growls. I don’t know how I could possibly be hungry after all the ribs and other food I ate at the Conner’s last night. “You’re going to make me fat; do you want a fat girlfriend?” 

     He just smiles and shakes his head, “Honey, now that you live here you will be getting plenty of exercise. The food is to keep up your stamina.” 

    I open my mouth to speak but close it again not sure how to respond to that. He laughs while clearing the table, “Well it would appear that I have rendered you speechless once again.”

     I give his ass a playful swat then rub my hand across the front of his shorts feeling him harden instantly. Then I turn and walk away, “I’m going to take a shower. You bring on that exercise regimen. I look forward to it, Mr. Conner.” Now who is speechless standing in the middle of the kitchen with one hell of an erection? This living together might be fun.

     I’m not in the shower but a minute, when I feel him slip in behind me, his erection still very prominent. He grabs the shower gel and starts washing my back, massaging the muscles as he goes. I never asked him what happened with his job at the spa but I have to assume he has quit, since he hasn’t gone there at all since my exquisite massage. I feel his hand run down the crack of my ass, slippery from the soap and I involuntarily let of a moan. 

     He turns me around facing him and starts to wash my breasts. I squeeze some shower gel in my hand and begin to stroke his length, watching as his eyes flutter open and closed. I love that the pleasure he’s getting is evident on his face. He lets his hands roam lower and swirls his fingertip repeatedly on my clit. My sex is slick with arousal, he pulls back, and I lose my grip on him. He goes to his knees and puts one leg over his large shoulder, I lean back against the shower wall for support as he runs his tongue up and down my folds. 

     Within minutes, my body is quivering and shaking ready to release a needed orgasm. He brings his mouth to my clit and gently sucks it into his mouth while inserting two fingers inside me, stroking my walls. Within seconds, I spill my juices onto his fingers. With my body still quivering through my orgasm, he stands and turns me around, pulling my hips back. I brace my hands on the wall, bend at the waist, and raise my ass in the air, tempting him. I feel his tip briefly at my entrance before he slides his length into me. We both moan loudly from the sensation, he holds himself there for a moment then fucks me hard. I push my ass into him matching his strokes. I feel him harden and throbbing in me as we both climax at the same time.

     Before pulling out, he gives my ass a rough
slap; it stings from the water but feels good at the same time, making me moan again. “You like it a little rough don’t you? Maybe we will visit one of those adult stores after all and see what we can find. I would enjoy tying you up and having my way with you,” he pants in my ear.

    Just the thought of him tying me up and doing sexual things to me makes my insides clench. This man can do anything he wants to me in the
bedroom; I would gladly give myself over to him and experience new things. “I think I might like that,” I murmur, stepping out of the shower and leaving him with a shocked expression on his face.

     We get dressed in our swimsuits and leave to walk along the boardwalk before meeting my parents. It’s nice to walk hand in hand with him, seeing the other girls look at him with desire in their eyes and having the satisfaction of knowing he’s mine. We reach the Hilton and walk behind it to the area for guests. I see my mom lounging on a chair, greased up with lotion, and reading her Kindle, I don’t see my dad anywhere though. “Hey Mom, where’s Daddy?”

     She looks up and smiles, turning off her Kindle. “He’s out trying to body surf the waves acting like he’s still a teenager. He will pay for it tonight when he can barely move.” 

     “I think I’m going to go out there and join him. I will leave you two ladies to gossip or check out the guys on the beach,” Cameron kisses me goodbye.

     “You’re the only guy I will be checking out, so go show off for me,” I whisper back.

     He takes off to go find my dad among the hundreds of people out in the water. Mom watches him walk towards the water then looks at me. “If I was twenty-five years younger, I might have tried fighting you for that one. He’s one fine looking man and has a body to match.”

     “Mom!” I yell shocked, never hearing her talk about anyone except my dad.

     “What? I’m married not dead. He has a fantastic body and I still appreciate the male form as much as any other lady,” she says laughing.

     “Yeah, he’s pretty gorgeous isn’t he? I knew as kids he would be good looking but never in my dreams did I expect him to look that freaking hot.” 

     We spend a few hours on the beach with my parents. My dad is thrilled to have someone as equally daring to play in the water with him. It’s nice seeing him carefree and having fun. Mom and I go for a walk, collecting shells for her to take back to Wisconsin. We lounge in the sun and then go for a swim but not body surfing. Before we know it,
its mid-afternoon, my mom and dad want to go back into the hotel to shower before going to dinner. Cameron insists on dropping off his third unused vehicle for them to take to Disney World tomorrow. We walk back and get the car and I follow in the car he loaned me to give him a ride back. Mom and Dad promise to get in contact with us on Wednesday, as they will be gone the entire day tomorrow.

     “Since we have nothing to do tonight, why don’t you let me take you to dinner?” He asks.

     “That actually sounds like an excellent idea. You pick the place and let me know what to wear,” I say, trying to be more acceptable to his generosity.

     “I would kind of like to see you in something sexy. I’m thinking a little dress with some sexy shoes showing off those great calves,” he suggests.

     When we get back to the condo, I excuse myself and go running to Courtney’s place and frantically pound on her door. She answers thinking something is wrong. “What’s the matter? Did you see Dylan?” 

     “No, I didn’t mean to alarm you, I have an emergency though. Your brother wants to take me out to dinner and he wants me to dress in something sexy. Help!” I insist.

     She laughs, “Come on, let’s go raid my closet. We’re sure to find something that will turn his head and make his jaw drop.”

     Within minutes, Courtney has put together an astonishing outfit. A black mid-thigh dress with a key-hole opening in the breast area, not allowing for a bra, and some black high heel strappy sandals. I’m getting more comfortable wearing the high heels and don’t feel like I’m going to fall off them when I walk. Cameron went to the gym for an hour claiming I diverted him from his morning workout. With him gone, that gives me plenty of time to take a bubble bath, shave, and pamper myself.

     I’m standing up just about to grab my towel when Cameron comes in the bathroom and stops mid stride. “What?” 

     “Seeing you naked with bubbles running down you like that makes me want to forget all about dinner. I think I would rather take you to bed,” he confesses, walking towards me.

     “Oh, no you don’t! You are sweaty and gross from your work out so just back off.” I state adamantly, while drying myself and attempting to cover my body.

     He walks towards me anyways, and runs his fingers softly up and down my arms while leaning in to give me a delicate kiss on the lips. He tastes so good, like spearmint gum mixed with a little manly sweat. He pulls me in closer and suddenly I don’t care that he’s sweaty. He runs his tongue along my lips and I open allowing him to dominate my mouth. His hands go to my backside and run up and down my back and over my ass. My need for him starts to build and I pull off his sweaty shirt admiring his firm hard muscles. When my hands go to his shorts, he grabs my wrists and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek. “No time for that if we’re going to make our reservation.”