Author's Chapter Notes:
This chapter includes strong sexual relations and strong language.
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Chapter 9
Cameron smiled as he slept. He knew that Tavin was a passionate woman, but what she exhibited that morning humbled him. What they shared was incredible. His arm tried to hug her, but he encountered an empty space. Cameron immediately sat up. Where was she? He looked at the clock. The digital clock on his nightstand read 11:27am. Cameron stretched and pulled on his black basketball shorts. He heard the front door open, then he heard the front door close.
"Tav, is that you?" he asked, picking up his baseball bat from his bedside. Then, he muttered, "It better be you or somebody is getting knocked the fuck out." Tavin walked through his bedroom dressed in a pair of navy blue corduroy jeans and a powder blue fitted, long sleeved oxford shirt with a dark brown leather duffel bag in her hands. Tavin walked over to his closet and placed the bag inside. She smiled up at him and stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek.
"Who else would it be, bat boy?" Tavin asked walking out of his bedroom. Cameron placed his bat back under his bed and narrowed his eyes at her retreating back. She had left and didn't say anything to him. There was no note left concerning her whereabouts...nothing.
Cameron followed Tavin out of the bedroom into the kitchen where she was pulling out eggs and other ingredients. Tavin looked back at Cameron, who looked beyond sexy...all that lean, tan, muscled gorgeousness, standing in front of her, looking very ticked off.
"What's up your ass?" Tavin asked. Cameron walked up to her and Tavin just stared at his beautiful face and chest. Lord, have mercy, she thought.
"Where did you go, Tavin? How did you get in?" Cameron asked, with anger and concern etched in his voice. Tavin began to pull out pans and mixing bowls, making herself right at home in his gorgeous kitchen. Tavin stopped, then turned to face him as she put her hands on the countertop.
"I picked the lock, duh? Calm your nerves, boy. I used the spare key, Cameron. I figured you wouldn't mind," Tavin stated.
"I don't mind, but shit, things happen. You could have let me know you were leaving. You could have wrote something on a piece of toilet paper like, "Had to cut out asshole." That would have sufficed," Cameron said, looking into her eyes.
"You looked too peaceful. I didn't want to wake you. Listen up, bro, I've been taking care of myself for a while now. I'm a big girl. I went home to take a shower and get some clothes, dad. I thought you would like me to stay, because...well...I wanted to stay with you. I also wanted to make some omelettes for breakfast. I wanted to surprise you. But since, you have such a 'tude concerning my leaving, then I'll just go back to my place," Tavin replied walking out of the kitchen. Cameron grabbed her hand and gently pulled her back toward his front. He wrapped his arms around her waist and he put his chin on her shoulder. Tavin put her hands on his arms.
"No, baby...I don't want you to go...please stay. I just went a little crazy when I woke up and saw that you were gone. My apologies, Tavin. I thought that you'd changed your mind about us, ya know, or that I had another intensely dirty dream," Cameron said as Tavin blushed and curled her arm up and around his neck.
"No I haven't changed my mind, Cameron. Oh, so you've been dreaming about me?" Tavin asked as he kissed the top of her head. His chin went back to her shoulder.
"Hell yes. How did you put it? In technicolor, 3D, HD...all of it...very sexy, very dirty, very nasty dreams, starring you and me. But, I won't make you blush anymore. What are we going to do today, baby? I have a couple of ideas," he whispered as he kissed her neck. Tavin loved the way his arms felt around her. Tavin reluctantly pulled herself from his arms and walked back into the kitchen and continued her prior task.
"I'm sure you do, nasty. This is how it's going to go down. I'm going to cook breakfast, and you're going to wash your ass and get dressed. When you've presented yourself freshly to me, then we can talk about what we are going to do today," she said. He was too much of a distraction with his naked chest bared to her. Lord, the man was fine, she thought. Cameron smiled at her and gave her a wink and kissed her forehead. Cameron walked towards his bedroom and stood in the doorway.
"And you say I'm bossy. Oh, and Tavin...," he began as she looked up at him. He held her with his gaze.
"Thank you for this morning, lovely. It meant a lot to me...you have no idea how much it meant to me," he replied, with a serious expression on his face. Tavin smiled.
"I think I do, because it meant so much more to me," she replied honestly, ducking her head back down to whip the eggs. Why did she have to say something so sweet, Cameron thought. Makes me want to take her and make love to her right on the kitchen floor, he thought again as he grinned brightly at her.
"I'm glad we're on the same page, for once. Nice way to wake up, huh?" Cameron asked as he grinned. Tavin lifted her head and their eyes met and held, until he walked backwards to his bedroom to take his shower.
Tavin waited until he was in the bathroom and said outloud to herself, " You have no idea."
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Cameron and Tavin's day had been filled with activity. They went to a new exhibit at the downtown museum, ate lunch at Fugaro's and went to an arcade, of all places. They were excited about the new phase of their relationship and they wanted to keep it to themselves for awhile. Cameron wanted her all to himself, and he made sure that he let the guys know that he was not interested in going out with them, when they found out he wasn't leaving until tomorrow afternoon. He wished she could have accompanied him to London, but he knew it was too early to ask that. He didn't want to push Tavin. He knew if he did, she would just withdraw and he didn't want that.
It was still pretty early by the time they returned to Cameron's penthouse. He had been touching and kissing her all day. She loved it and it also reminded her of all the things that they did that morning. Tavin caught the looks of many people, especially white women, when Cameron would kiss her or smile at her. The looks always said, "What is he doing with that black bitch?" Tavin would smile even more brightly at Cameron and he would smile right back. Tavin gave them a look that said, "Take that, heifers."
Tavin and Cameron had just finished watching the movie, "Indecent Proposal." Tavin was laying back on Cameron, and she felt as if she always belonged there.
"That was stupid," Tavin replied.
"Why did you think it was stupid?" Cameron asked.
"Ain't no way in the world that would really happen, but it was kind of entertaining. They were so in love with each other, and, then, poof. They get approached by this dirty old rich dude and the love is thrown to the wayside. You know good and damn well don't nobody do nothing for anyone without wanting anything in return. ODB...,"
"ODB?" Cameron asked.
"Old dirty bastard...ODB put them up in a suite at the hotel, then bought old girl a dress. She and her husband were idiots. Then, that proposal...it was as if her husband was her pimp and she was his ho. He agreed to let her do it, then at the last minute he doesn't want her too, but then it's too late. Then, the big fool turns around and gets angry about it. What an asshole! She did it to help them," she said.
"You really are trying to make sense of this, huh?" Cameron asked amusingly.
"You damn right," Tavin replied.
"Oh, here we go, Soledad O'Brien reporting," Cameron stated.
"You are not funny. But, anyway, getting back to what I was saying. The husband was the reason they were financially distraught in the first place, gambling all their cash. What sane person does that? Then, she ends up giving him the money, then he doesn't want it, then she dates ODB, then the idiot husband pays a million dollars for a fuckin' hippo! Then, they get back together. All that, and they don't have the money! They went through all that unnecessary shit because her husband didn't have the balls to say,"No baby, I don't want to pimp you out, because I know I'm an insecure dickhead, and I know I would be pissed if you slept with another guy. Idiots," Tavin stated as Cameron smiled and shook his head.
"Once again, your anal ass is overanalyzing. This movie was just, say it with me, sweetheart....MINDLESS ENTERTAINMENT. Damn, Tavin can't you just have fun? I'm trying to introduce you to something called a life and you are not cooperating, as usual. You gotta work with me, baby," Cameron replied.
"I'm trying to, but...what the hell am I doing? To hell with you, Cam. I can say whatever the hell I want and I say...that shit was stupid," Tavin said.
"Damn, girl, why can't you just watch a meaningless movie and not break it down like you're a CNN analyst? Sweetheart, it was meant to show us the evils of money, greed and power and what lengths people will go to get what they want. Yeah, I agree with you...it was pretty stupid. First of all, dude had lots of dough. He didn't have to pay a million dollars for the ass. Also, I don't think any man in his right mind would actually let another man have his woman for the night...no matter how much money was involved," Cameron said, playing in her hair. Tavin laughed.
"Oh really? Well, what about you Caldwell? Would you let some guy sleep with your woman for a million dollars?" Tavin asked.
"Are they throwing in a yacht, and a lifetime supply of Apple Jacks?" Cameron asked as Tavin shook her head.
"Yeah...a yacht, a lifetime supply of Apple Jacks and a one week pass to Six Flags," Tavin said in a smart aleck tone.
"Oooh, Six Flags? Have you ever been to Six Flags? It's fun as shit!" Cameron exclaimed.
"No, I ain't been to no damn Six Flags, you nut!" Tavin exclaimed.
"I'm playing, Tavin, damn. No, really...I couldn't do that. I don't like to share," Cameron replied, lifting her hand up to his lips and kissing her fingertips. Tavin almost forgot her next question, because his lips as they caressed her fingertips, felt so good.
"It's easy to say no because you are not in their predicament. Say you were in the same situation that they were in and you needed the money. Would you do it?" Tavin asked.
"Nope. Umm, you smell good, baby," he whispered, rubbing his nose against her neck.
"Stop trying to get me off track. You wouldn't?" she asked.
"Nope. You ask any real man if they would let the woman they love, their reason for smiling, fuck another man, and they'd say hell no. If it was for an obscene amount of money, they would say...HELL NO! I say, FUCK NO! You're mine--you are for me. You know how much of your shit I had to take over the years to get to this point with you? If I was piss poor, I wouldn't let you be with anyone else and that's what's real," Cameron replied adamantly, going back to kissing her fingertips. Tavin grinned.
"Awww. I'm the reason you smile?" Tavin asked.
"Yeah, you are...and your ass. That thing is lovely. I worship your ass, literally," Cameron said.
"Just when I thought it was safe to call you something other than an asshole, you go and ruin it," Tavin stated.
"I'm just doing my job," Cameron whispered.
"I know you are. That was...sweet. Wait a minute! You just said I was for you," Tavin stated.
"I didn't stutter--you are. You're mine," he whispered as dropped soft kisses lightly along her jawline.
"Ummm. Hold up. The last time I checked, I was not a piece of property and everything on my body belonged to me," Tavin replied.
"Well, as of this morning, baby, every luscious thing on your body now belongs to me. That ass has CAMERON in bold, stamped all over it, so...deal with it," Cameron stated as he nipped at her neck.
"Not fair, you with the lips, but that's OK. This ain't over," she whispered, softly moaning.
"Never expected it to be," he whispered, still nipping her neck.
"You know, there is something we haven't discussed and that is your vast array of female companions. I know your little black book is the size of the White pages," Tavin stated.
"The Yellow Pages, sweetheart. If you are going to say it, get it right," Cameron whispered, nipping at her earlobe.
"Well, excuse fuckin' me," she replied.
"Tavin, don't change the subject. I tell you that I don't want to share you and you're mine and this is what you come up with to avoid dealing with it? Okay, I'll bite, but you gotta do better than that baby," he replied as Tavin sat up and turned around, looking at him. Cameron looked at her, with a straight face as she narrowed her eyes at him.
"I'm not avoiding anything...ooh, you get on my nerves," Tavin said.
"I'm just...," Cameron began.
"I know, doing your damn job. Bastard," Tavin huffed.
"It's what I do and avoiding is what you do," Cameron pointed out.
"That's not the point. Now you got me all sidetracked and shit. I was trying to explain something to you and ask about your love life. The last guy that I went out with, I scared shitless. He thought I was having a seizure because he touched me. I'm a scary chic," Tavin stated looking into his green eyes.
"I've been saying that for years, but what's new? I'm glad you agree. Tav, you're really cute, but could you get to the point? You're annoying the shit out of me with all this vagueness," Cameron stated. Tavin's head cocked back as she stared him down.
"Alrighty then, you shit. Suffice it to say, my love life has been null and void, up until this point, but not yours. I know you Cameron. You always have a girl. I don't know if you were dating some broad and I came through with all my charms and homewrecked! I may be...,"
"Bitchy, mean, crazy, downright scary," Cameron stated as he tried to hold in his laugh. Tavin rolled her eyes at him.
"Thanks for the fill in, but I got this. You have one more time to clown and I'm going to beat the shit out of you, do you understand?" Tavin asked.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, whateva'," Cameron responded in that New York accent of his.
"As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, I may be a lot of things, but I am no homewrecker. So, who were you screwing, Cameron?" Tavin asked as Cameron sighed and gave a short little chuckle. Tavin tucked her legs under her body and got more comfortable as she waited for him to respond.
"You are something else, girl. You think that I would have made love to you this morning if I was seeing someone else, Tavin?" Cameron asked.
"I don't know. I mean, I'm the newbie here. You tell me," Tavin said, biting her bottom lip. Cameron stared into her eyes. They were facing each other on the couch.
"You want the truth? Okay. I was seeing a couple of people...nothing serious, trust me, but it was before we got closer," he replied.
"Did they know you were seeing other people?" Tavin asked. Cameron put his hand on his chin and smiled.
"Yes, they did. I didn't lie to them. I told them that I was seeing other people and they were okay with it. I was only seeing 2 women, Tavin. And, no, I wasn't sleeping with them, to answer the screwing question," he replied, running a finger along her nose. Tavin shook her head.
"Only 2, he says. Let me give you a cookie, Superfly. Were they white?" Tavin asked.
"One was black, the other was Puerto Rican. Why do you want to know what race they were?" Cameron asked.
"Just asked. Have you dated a lot of black women, Cam?" Tavin asked. Cameron smiled.
"My fair share. I've dated a lot of women. Why?" Cameron asked.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm black," Tavin stated. Cameron put his hand over his mouth.
"No, really? I know you're smart, but shit, baby, you're downright genius. What are you really asking me?" Cameron asked.
"Well, did you date them out of fascination or because you were truly attracted to them? Because the white guys that have approached me only wanted me to, wet their whistle, if you know what I mean?"
"Don't lump me in with those other guys, Tavin," Cameron said, looking at her.
"I'm not. I just want to know. I mean, Nichelle and Donovan, now you and...," she began, but stopped. Cameron grinned.
"You can say it...it won't kill you...say you and me...slowly, so you can understand," Cameron replied.
"Damn, your sense of humor is astounding. No seriously, answer the question," Tavin said.
"I think I know what you're getting at and, yes, I was physically attracted to them, just like I'm really attracted to you. But, it's different...you are different...something about you and it's not your skin color, which I happen to find, beautiful, by the way," Cameron stated in a matter of fact manner.
"Why thank you," Tavin replied, batting her eyelashes. Cameron laughed.
"Who's the comedian now? Tav, let me say this. When I realized I had feelings for you, I called them and told them I couldn't see them again...no bullshit. I'm here right now, not because you are black, but because I'm crazy about you. Yeah, your looks have something to do with it..ok, I'm not going to lie, that face and your body, especially your ass...," Cameron stated, giving her a slow once over and Tavin grinned.
"You've told me already, thanks," Tavin said.
"This sassy ass mouth and your eyes...I can't explain it. I'm not with you because I'm trying out a black chic. I'm with you because...I want to be and this has been a long time coming. You are a piece of work, Tav, and at times, I want to strangle you...but, I wouldn't have you any other way," Cameron stated as he ran his hand along her cheek.
"Well, it's the only way I can be. Take me as I am or leave me," Tavin whispered, staring into his eyes as he continued to stroke her cheek.
"I'm definitely taking you," Cameron whispered as his forehead rested against hers.
"You are as long winded as I am. It took you a long time to say what you had to say," Tavin stated as Cameron grinned at her. His fingers went to the buttons on her shirt. Tavin watched his fingers slowly undo the buttons and open up her shirt. Her navy blue lace demi bra was exposed. Cameron peeled her shirt away and ran his fingers lightly across her exposed breasts. Tavin's breathing began to get faster and faster. His fingers, his touch...the boy had fingers of gold, she thought.
"Enough talking," Cameron whispered as he traced the tip of his tongue lightly across the tops of her breasts, to her shoulders, as he peeled her bra straps down. Tavin took in a deep breath. Cameron kissed her shoulders, her collarbone and reached in back of her to take off her bra. He threw her bra on the floor and his mouth latched onto her right nipple as his hand caressed her left breast. Tavin closed her eyes and held onto his head.
"Excuse me? You think that you can just say enough talking and I'm supposed to stop...wait, don't stop that," Tavin whispered, her breathing out of control as Cameron gave a low, deep chuckle and continued to lick and suck her breasts. Cameron pushed her back on the couch as Tavin closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of his lips and his hands on her body. Cameron stopped sucking and fondling her breasts.
"Why did you stop, you tease?" Tavin asked, her eyes still closed. Cameron laughed as his fingers went to the the button on her corduroy jeans. Tavin opened her eyes and looked up at him.
"That's why," Tavin said.
"Einstein ain't got nothin on you, baby," Cameron whispered.
"Ha, ha," Tavin replied as Cameron unbuttoned her jeans and slowly slid the zipper down, staring into her eyes as he did. His gaze never broke as he pulled her pants off and threw them on the floor. He undressed himself quickly, down to his boxers and took a condom out of his jeans pocket. He sat on the couch and made Tavin straddle him. She still had on her lacy, navy bikini's as Cameron caressed her thighs as his hands went to her behind, cupping it in his hands.
"I knew it," he whispered, licking the spot beneath her right ear as she moaned. Tavin's arms locked around his neck. His finger hooked into her panties and pulled them off.
"What?" Tavin asked as he looked into her eyes. He pulled his boxers off and put the condom on.
"You're a matcher, baby...you match your bras with your panties," Cameron whispered. Tavin giggled as he lifted Tavin up and pulled her down on his erection as he thrust upward. He bit his bottom lip with a groan.
"Cameron," Tavin moaned. He held her hips and Tavin threw her head back. He kissed the column of her neck, then licked it. She was warm, exquisite, tightness. Tavin couldn't speak, loving the thick, full feel of him inside of her. She looked down into his eyes and he was staring at her, with eyes that mirrored what she felt...desire and lust. Cameron nipped at her lips, then licked her lips with the tip of his tongue. He then kissed her fully on the lips, sucking her tongue as he kissed her. They both moaned. He couldn't get enough of this woman and her sweet mouth. He reluctantly dragged his lips away and began thrusting up into her, rotating his hips as Tavin arched her back and moaned.
"Cameron, what are you doing to me? You feel so...umm," Tavin whispered breathlessly.
"I'm showing you how much I want you, just you, Tavin. I know you're new to this, but just move with me, baby, like this," Cameron whispered as he held her hips, guiding her on top of him. Tavin got the hang of it in no time as Cameron kissed her chest and sucked her breasts. Just when she thought it couldn't get any better, it did.
"Just like that baby, mmmm, don't stop. You have any other questions?" Cameron whispered as his eyes closed, his hands on her hips, and his head back against the sofa as Tavin rode him.
"Umm, stop talking. You're messing up the mood," Tavin whispered as they panted and moaned, moving to their own rhythm.
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The next day, Tavin was at the airport with Cameron, holding his coat lapels. Cameron was looking down into her eyes. He didn't want to leave her. He couldn't get enough of her. They made love all night...on his couch, on the floor, in his bed, in his chair...he would never look at his sofa the same again. They slept in until he had to go to the airport. Right now, he wanted to take her back to his limo before he boarded, but he had to go. Tavin saw the stares of a few people and pulled away from Cameron. He saw the same stares and shook his head. He cursed in Italian, then he pulled her back to him, lifting her chin with his fingers and made her look at him.
"Hey, this is you and me. Don't give those shitheads a second thought, baby. Fuck them and fuck what they think," he whispered.
"There's my dirty mouth sailor," she whispered. He stared into her eyes.
"Yep, that's me. Keep your phone on, okay, and try to be in when I call you," he whispered, softly caressing her chin.
"Stop bossing me around. Just because we had incredible sex does not mean you can tell me what to do," she whispered.
"Really?" he asked as his eyes widened.
"Really," she said defiantly. Cameron leaned his lips to her right ear and flicked his tongue near her spot and she tried to hide her moan. Cameron heard her and laughed.
"You were saying," he whispered as he flicked his tongue lightly again.
"That's my spot, Cameron," she whispered as he did it again and smiled against her ear.
"That's your spot, baby?" he asked in that sexy, low, deep voice of his.
"Yes and you know that. You make me sick," Tavin whispered, cradling his head in her hands as continued to lick the back of her ear.
"I know I do. Oh, to correct you...we made a lot of intense love between the incredible sex, you know," he whispered as she looked up at him. Tavin smiled.
"Yes, we did," she whispered. He lifted her chin, and kissed her passionately. He dropped his briefcase and Tavin wrapped her arms around his neck. His hands went under her coat, to her behind, cupping and molding it in his hands. He lifted her up as they continued to kiss. His lips moved to her neck.
"Cameron, you have to go and if you don't stop...you gotta stop, baby," she whispered as he stopped kissing her neck and slid her down his body slowly. Cameron reluctantly let her go and slapped her on the behind. Tavin rubbed her ass and hit him on the arm.
"Ouch...my ass," she said. He leaned down and kissed her softly, then kissed her forehead.
"No, that's my ass and don't you forget it. I gotta go. I'll call you when I get to the hotel. IO amore tu, carino ragazza," he replied as he kissed her hand and walked backwards to board.
"I don't know what you said, but it sounded sexy as hell," Tavin said as he laughed.
"Bye sweetheart. I'll see you in a few weeks," he said as he walked onto the plane. Tavin felt like a piece of her was boarding that plane. Cameron waved to her from the window of the private plane, thinking the same thing she was.