Camila Cohen is a highly ambitious and
driven third-year NYU law student who works as a part-time bartender to help
pay her way through school. She prefers no-strings attached relationships,
afraid that anything serious could get in the way of her goals.
But when chef Eliseo Perez ditches her
for a job in Miami, she realizes even a casual arrangement can leave you
feeling burned. Just as Camila’s close to accepting a position at the
high-powered law firm of Sullivan & Moore (more appropriately known by its
initials, S & M), her uncle Arthur, the head of the Cohen Real Estate
dynasty, makes a proposal that compels Camila to question the career path she’d
always assumed would be right for her.
As she attempts to balance her busy
final year of law school with her bartending job, what should have been a
random Tinder date for a hot hook-up leads to something unexpected. Meeting the
incredibly brilliant and handsome Marshall James forces Camila to face her
greatest fears and realize that creating a life for herself means making
decisions that could potentially hurt the ones she loves.
Camila turns her body to face Marshall. Lifting her
hand, she runs a finger down the side of his face. He catches her hand and
trails kisses around her palm. From there he runs his tongue up her index
finger and sucks. He continues to suck on her fingers relentlessly, each one
stirring her craving for sex even more than the last. She smiles to herself. This dare will be far easier than I thought.
She sits astride Marshall on the bench, careful not
to tear her dress. “You sure about this?” He asks.
“Why do you ask?” Camila rubs his cock from outside
his trousers. “You want to hear me say that I want to be with you?”
“Yeah, I do,” he replies before crushing his lips
against Camila’s. Like last time, this kiss blows her away with its intensity,
as he alternates between tender caresses and biting her bottom lip. Unlike last
time, there’s an undercurrent of desperation behind it because they both know
the weekend will end and their City lives will resume, where neither one will
be able to touch the other. Somehow that prospect of it ending before it even
begins drives them further into the moment, passion superseding all reason and
doubt.
Camila doesn’t speak right away. She wants her
kisses to speak her desire for her. For her tongue to find his and to stroke it
the way he stroked her pussy that morning in her apartment. She brings her
hands to his face, gripping him with the intensity of a lover who’s saying both
hello and good-bye. It’s truly liberating to own this level of freedom with
someone knowing that the present is all they have. She can feel his erection
grow and press against her cunt, growing slicker with every kiss and lick
against her lips. Camila draws his left hand under her dress so he can feel her
desire.
Marshall moans into the next kiss, taking her
deeper as he buries two fingers inside of Camila. She cries out silently, only
a jagged breath shattering the stillness around them. Time has literally ceased
to exist in this moment between the two lovers as they continue to climb toward
their mutual pleasure. Camila lowers the zipper of his pants, freeing his cock.
Marshall hisses as she begins to stroke him. What he wouldn’t give to feel
himself inside her warm mouth right now. He groans as he bites down on Camila’s
lips, remembering how it felt when she took him deep inside her. He starts to
penetrate Camila faster. He wants to fuck her this way and so many others right
here on this bench. How perfect and poetic to have someone like Camila on the
Baron estate where he’d lost his virginity to Dahlia, the eldest of the twin
daughters, all those years ago in the pool house. To bring such light to a
place that represents so many memories from his past fills him with such a
sense of peace he doesn’t want it to end.
Marshall takes out his fingers and licks them
before putting them in Camila’s mouth. She sucks on them hard. The idea that
these fingers were just inside her pussy drives her further into her lust. She
lowers herself over his cock, prepared for how deep he would go and how far it
would stretch her. This time her eyes are open, watching the look of pleasure
on his face as she takes him fully.
His moan is louder than it should be, but neither
of them cares. She rides him slowly this time, with greater purpose than
before. Each time, she wants to feel him deep inside her, and he wants to savor
it too. Marshall pulls Camila tight to him, burying his groans into her mouth,
his kisses conveying a warmth and gratitude for tonight, for that morning in
her apartment, and for feeling so fucking good at this moment.
He buries his face in her breasts as he continues
to thrust into her. Her cries match his. Both are so close to coming, but
neither of them is ready to. The reality after the fact will hit them both, and
they want to push it away as long as they can. Marshall wraps his arms around
her tighter, unable to edge any longer. “I’m going to come,” he whispers.
Camila nods as she rides him harder, lifting
herself off, and slamming down so she feels it in her G-spot. She draws a deep
breath, finally reaching that deep abyss as Marshall stops thrusting and lets
himself go.
Elizabeth Ann Hayes writes Romance
under the pen name Vivian Winslow. Elizabeth was born in San Diego, California
but has spent most of her adult life as the consummate wanderer. Her nomadic
life took her abroad to Paris, Madrid, London, Hong Kong, Los Angeles, and São
Paulo. After eleven moves across four continents over a span of seventeen
years, her journey brought her back to New York City in 2011 where, despite the
chaotic pace, she’s managed to make it home for herself and her family.
Since 2014, Elizabeth has published
nine novellas in her Gilded Flower Trilogies as well as two installments of
Wildflowers, a New Adult series of standalone novels. These contemporary
romance books are female-driven with strong, beautiful and intelligent women as
well as diverse characters, reflecting her own multi-cultural heritage.
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