A Dom for Patti (3 page)

Chapter Four

Patti
drifted in a cloud of happiness all week. At last, she’d met the Dom she’d been
hoping for. She put down the photographs she was studying and stared out the
window adjacent to her desk
. Only tonight
to wait now, and then tomorrow I’ll see him again.
She smiled into the sky at
nothing except the promise of seeing Cameron on Friday night.

The
senior fashion editor arrived at her side. “Patti, have you chosen what you
want in the new denim feature?” She lifted one of the photographs. “They’re all
great. The idea of shooting in and around the fountain was inspired. Good call.
I love the way the wet denim looks on this male model.”

Patti
picked up the photographs. “I’ll bring these along to the art room.”

“I’ll
get some coffee brought in. We need to agree on the copy for the captions.”
Margo left, high heels clacking and her navy-blue silk tunic billowing out at
the back as she strode away.

Patti
went along to the art room. She’d pinned up three photographs, and penciled in
the copy on the storyboard, by the time the coffee arrived. The team was
scheduled to work late––but Patti loved her job. Time would fly and Friday
night would come sooner.

****

Cameron
grinned at Blake. “I’m not keeping the artificial climbing wall open late this Friday
night. There aren’t any lead climber training sessions booked. Angus and Mark
have the night off. Megan is looking after the fun climbing pyramid. She has an
assistant, too.”

“Where
are you going?” Blake put down the mugs of coffee he’d brought.

“Out for dinner.”
Cameron didn’t want to elaborate right then. Happiness flooded him
when he thought about Patti, but it was too soon to tell his brother about her.
He changed the subject. “When are the new rowing machines being delivered?”
Cameron enjoyed being busy. As he listened to Blake’s information about the new
gym equipment they’d bought, he looked forward to the next night and seeing Patti.

The
indoor climbing and fitness center wasn’t their only business. Cameron took on
a couple of personal training clients a year and Blake modeled. The brothers
worked, and played, hard.

****

Friday
evening Patti stood in front of her open closet. She couldn’t decide what to
wear, which was unusual. She sorted through the dresses hanging on one side of
the rail. Maybe stick with a short black dress again? Black enhanced her blonde
hair and was so easy to wear. She took out a favorite with shoestring straps
and a pencil skirt. Her hands shook as she rolled on her sheer stockings and it
took longer to clip them onto her garter belt straps.
Why am I so nervous?
She slipped her feet into slingback pumps and scrutinized
her made-up face.
Is my lipstick too
much? I should have chosen pink.
She took a Kleenex from the box on her
dressing table and scrubbed off the red lip color. It had stained her lips so
that when she applied her pink gloss it, too, looked dark. She shook her head
with a frown.
Calm down.

She
drove to The Club to meet Cameron, feeling unsettled, with her hands still
shaking. The guys on the door knew Patti and greeted her. Their friendliness helped
her remember how familiar The Club was, how she knew lots of people, and she
took a deep breath. She went through the hallway into the short corridor and
turned right into the main room. Another doorman nodded his recognition of her
membership. The familiar ambiance enveloped her and she glanced at the bar.

Cameron
was already
there,
his tall and muscular frame a sexy
sight in a dark suit. The bar lights glowed on his dark hair. He looked around.
As soon as he saw her, he walked to meet her.

Patti
was halfway to the bar when he reached her. Her heart hammered as she soaked up
how handsome he was, how his smile put that dimple in his cheek, and just how
much she wanted him.

“Hi.”
He slipped his arm around to rest his hand on her back and guide her to the bar
counter.

Patti’s
whispered, “Hello,” was lost as she walked with Cameron, not even reaching his shoulder
height.

He
helped her onto a barstool. “Can I get you a drink?”

Patti
stared into his eyes. “Maybe just water, please, Sir.” She couldn’t help smiling.
It was so good to see him.

Cameron
moved close. He leaned to bring his face close to hers. “Call me Cameron, or
risk a spanking.”

His
husky words sent shivers racing over her skin. The slap he’d given her on the
ass the first night they’d scened had sent her clit quivering. What would it be
like to be really spanked by this gorgeous Dom? Patti drew in a breath.

He
moved away with a devastatingly sexy smile. “Would you rather we just went on
to dinner. I chose a restaurant not far away. It’s a lovely night. We can walk.
Maybe you know it. The second floor dining room has great views of the river.”

“I
think I’ve only passed the place. It looks great from the outside. I’d like
that … to go for dinner.” She wasn’t sure how to talk to him. She wanted him as
her Dom, and something else––she wanted love and friendship. Was it possible to
have those things? Master Jonathan and his Sub, Abbi did. She knew a number of
other couples in The Club who had those special kinds of relationships.

Cameron
took her hand and kissed her wrist. He grabbed her around the waist and set her
on her feet. “I love how I can pick you up and carry you. Pretty little Patti,
come on then, let’s get dinner. I’m actually starving.” He took her hand again,
led her out of the room and The Club, and into the late evening, early summer
sun.

As
they walked along the sidewalk, Cameron kept hold of her hand.

The
pleasure of his touch was so intense that Patti closed her eyes for a few
seconds.

“I’d
like us to get to know each other a little more, Patti. Now we aren’t in The
Club, let’s not think about how I’m your Dom and that you’re a Sub, okay?”

Patti
had opened her eyes and noticed the pavers in the path had little sparkly bits
embedded in them. The sunlight lit them up. Cameron held her hand possessively.
The light evening breeze caressed her shoulders, and Patti’s heart sang with
happiness.
This is perfect.

“I’d
like that, too, Cameron.” Patti looked at him with a smile.

They
reached the restaurant.

“Here
we are. The table is booked for eight. We can get a drink on the mezzanine and
look at the river.” He slipped his arm around her waist to walk up the gentle
slope to the big glass doors.

Chapter Five

Tingles
raced along the arm he’d slid around Patti’s slender waist. Cameron sighed with
pleasure. He thought about the women he’d been with before––there weren’t that
many, but they were nothing like Patti. Usually taller, with long hair, long
dark
hair, he amended … maybe they were
a type. The doors to the restaurant were automatic and both opened at once. He
didn’t have to let go of Patti for them both to walk in. Cameron smiled.
I really like this girl. I can hardly take
my hands off her. It’s going to be such a pleasure being with her and maybe,
just maybe, this time something else will develop.
He squeezed Patti
against his body and then let her go. “I should let you go. I don’t think
they’ll let me have you sit on my knee here.”

Patti
laughed. “Probably not, but is that what you’d like?” Her brown eyes sparkled
at him.

Cameron
grinned. “Yeah—you felt good on my lap the other night.”

Patti
gazed at him. Her eyes grew even darker.

He
traced her lips with his gaze. An intense longing to crush her to his body and
kiss her senseless consumed him. He grasped her hand. “They can’t stop me
holding your hand. Let’s go get a drink.”

They
stood on the mezzanine floor looking out of the picture window at the sun going
down across the wide expanse of river. Cameron took a drink of his continental
beer and watched as Patti sipped at the fruit juice cocktail she’d ordered.
Can I just come out and say how much I already
want her in my life?
“Tell me all about yourself, Patti.”

She
smiled. “Really, there’s not that much to know. I work for a fashion magazine.
I live over the river in a warehouse conversion. I drive a pale blue Mustang. I
like movies and music. That’s it.”

Cameron
couldn’t help himself. He reached out and held her jaw. He brought his mouth
down on hers in a kiss that tightened his stomach.

She
responded to his kiss with a little moan of pleasure, moving toward his lips as
he drew away.

He
knew she wanted more. “Later, darling,” he whispered. He took her hand. Their
dinner table would be available.

With
Patti seated opposite him Cameron moved the small ceramic bowl of purple
anemones from the center of the table to one side. He pushed his hand across
the table. “Give me your hand.”

Patti
slipped her hand into his.

Her
soft skin against his palm sent a jolt of attraction up his arm. He stroked her
wrist gently and saw goosebumps raised on her arm. “Are you cold, or am I
making you shiver?”

Cameron
enjoyed the effect he had on her. Her eyes were dreamy and dark. Her bra must
be thin, he thought, because her nipples were visibly peaked under the bodice
of her dress.

Her
breath caught as she answered. “It’s you, Cameron.”

A
spike of sensation went through his stomach into his cock. He smiled at her.
“You’re so pretty, so sexy … I’m so glad we met, Patti.”

Just
then a server showed up at the table and they ordered.

Cameron
wanted to know more about her. He wanted to see if she could be truly his.
Tonight he intended taking her back to The Club after dinner and giving her so
many orgasms she’d crave his touch forever. His thoughts brought a memory of
her coming on his fingers and his cock stirred again. He sighed involuntarily
as he gazed at Patti.

“I’m
happy we met, too.”

“Okay,
tell me about your work. What do you do for the fashion magazine?” As Patti
told him about her work, Cameron stored away the picture of her lips and the
way her eyes sparkled as she spoke. He memorized the way she looked at him and
swore to himself he saw affection in her eyes. He flicked his gaze over her
creamy shoulders and decided when he had her alone he would suck along one and
mark her as his. He held himself back from pulling down one of the shoestring
straps and dislodging the dress to reveal a breast. He longed to suck on her
nipples.

Their
dinner arrived, and they ate little bites as they talked.

Cameron
asked about the music she liked and they talked about movies they’d both seen.
He ordered a chocolate ice-cream dessert and fed her a couple of spoons full.
He put down the spoon and traced a pattern on the crisp white tablecloth with
one finger.

“I
did intend to take you back to The Club and a private room, but now I want
something different.” He met her expectant gaze.

Patti
darted her tongue over her top lip. Her voice low, she gave him a look and he
knew she’d do what he asked. “What is that? I want you to have it.”

She trusts me.
It could be
anything.
Cameron’s heart filled up with a powerful emotion he struggled to
identify. Her trust was a gift and he wouldn’t let her down.

He
smiled at her. “I’d like to see you naked in the moonlight. I know a place
along the river where we can be together. Naturally you must use your safeword,
if you become uncomfortable.”

“It
sounds exciting.”

Cameron
paid the bill. He took her hand. “There’s a path through the park next to the
river.” Outside on the sidewalk, he put his arm around her shoulders and traced
his fingertips over the top of her breast as they walked.

Patti
was silent as he led the way.

He
turned in through the open wrought iron gates of the city park and stopped to
kiss her.

She
molded against his body, softly murmuring.

The
kiss hardened his cock. The anticipation of having Patti naked in the soft
summer night set his heart hammering. He broke away from the kiss. He held her
around the shoulders and took her along the path and down to the river. Old-fashioned
lantern streetlamps lit the path, but as he led Patti into an area sprinkled
with low shrubs and clumps of flowers, the lights disappeared. Closer to the
riverbank, but semi-hidden by clipped box, was a bench seat. Cameron stopped by
it. He put Patti an arm’s length away from him. The river lapped against the
man-made bank supports in this area, making soft music. The moon hung almost
full in a cloudless sky.

“Take
off your dress.” He gazed at Patti through lust heavy eyes.

She
pulled down the straps of her dress and unzipped a short fastening in the side
seam. She looked into his eyes as she pulled the dress up over her head. Her
thick short bob rippled out of the dress fabric as she pushed the dress away.

Cameron
held out his hands to take the dress. He sat on the end of the bench and placed
the dress carefully behind him.
“Now the bra.”

Patti
rapidly removed her bra and dangled it in front of him to add to her discarded
dress. Her breathing quickened.

He
stood and stepped close to her. “You’re very lovely.” He kissed along the tops
of her shoulders where moonlight lit the shape. He bit softly along her neck as
he rolled her nipples in his fingers. His cock throbbed and drove him. He
grabbed her hard on her hips and buried his face in her breasts, licking,
sucking, and groaning. Her nipples peaked in his mouth and he grazed them on
his teeth. Then he lifted her against his body, his fingers sliding under her
ass to tease at the entrance of her pussy through the lace of her panties. “I
want to hear you moan with pleasure. What do you want first, my tongue on your
clit, my fingers in your cream, or my cock pounding into you? You will have all
three before long.”

Patti
clung to him, her arms around his neck. She pressed against him her legs
wrapped around his hips. “I’m yours. Choose for me. I want what you want.” She
buried her face under his jaw.

Cameron
sat on the end of the bench and brought her onto his lap so her legs dangled
down on each side. He pulled her close and kissed her. His breath left him. He
could hear his blood rushing in his ears as his heart thudded. Cameron couldn’t
remember ever wanting a woman as much as he wanted Patti. His cock leaking and
his balls tight, he thrust his tongue into her mouth as he pushed aside her
panties and slid two fingers into her pussy.

She
was wet through and wide open for his pleasure. She groaned into his mouth.

Cameron
fingered her and kissed her until she whimpered.

“Please,
Sir, make me come. I can’t take much more.”

Cameron
bit her lip. He moved his face and his fingers away from her.

“I
asked you to call me
Cameron
, always.”
He used a stern tone, but he didn’t feel stern, he felt like laying her down on
the grass and fucking her hard. He empathized with her because he felt as if he
couldn’t take much more either. If he didn’t sink his cock in her pussy soon,
he’d explode. He stood her up and then in a deft move put her over his knee. He
gave her a smack, making sure he landed on the fleshy part of her ass and then
he pulled down her panties and pushed his fingers into her creamy pussy from
behind. He stroked inside and pressed her down onto his muscled thighs. “Do you
need another reminder to call me Cameron?”

Patti
clenched on his fingers. She groaned. “Yes, please.”

Cameron
bent to kiss her bare back and took his fingers away from her pussy again. It
was just about agony for him, but she needed another smack and he gave it.

Patti
came as he feathered his fingertips over her ass. She moaned and rocked on his
knee.

Cameron’s
cock ached so badly, he expected to come right then in his suit pants. He lifted
Patti, and stood. “I’m going to fuck you now.” He unzipped his pants and pushed
them away down to his knees. The gentle breeze from the river cooled his balls.
His cock pulsed.

Patti
bent and took his cock into her mouth so quickly that he thrust instinctively.

A
hoarse groan tore out of his throat as she sucked him deep into her throat. He
grasped handfuls of her blonde hair vaguely noticing the sheen lent to it by
the moonlight.

“Patti,
stop now.”

She
pulled away. “Sorry, Sir, I couldn’t help it. You’re so sexy.”

Cameron
sighed. “Fucking hell, you did it again.” He scooped her up and put her down on
the grass. He grabbed her panties, which were around the tops of her thighs
showing off her gorgeous shaved mound, and tore them down the middle along a
lace panel. He yanked them off and threw them aside. He took in the sight of
her garter belt with the straps holding her stockings up to mid-thigh. They
framed her lovely pussy. His pants were down around his calves. He dragged off
his jacket and dropped to his knees between her legs. Overwhelmed with the need
to fuck her, Cameron pulled her up by her hips and rammed his cock into her.

Patti
gasped,
pleasure obvious to him in the sound.

He
gazed into her eyes for a few seconds and saw them laden with desire and then
he pounded into her. It took seconds for him to come and the orgasm burned
through him, weakening him, sending his cum exploding from his cock and his
hips jerking. He gasped for breath and fell palms downward onto the grass, his
hands either side of Patti’s luscious body. He’d promised her more, but right
then all he wanted was to hold her against him and kiss her. He pushed his
hands under her back and rocked to his knees with his cock still firmly inside
her pussy. Athletic all his life, Cameron easily stood with her, and shuffled
the half a yard to the park bench. He sat down, grasping her ass and pulling
her hard down onto his cock and his thighs. He smiled against her mouth as he
kissed her. “I’m going to disappoint you. The tonguing I promised is going to
have to wait for another time … but ride me, sweet, ride my cock. I’m still
hard for you.” He traced her clit with a fingertip and pressed her against his
body, his hand on her lower back.

She
held his shoulders and kissed him. “Cameron, I’m so happy with you. It’s so
good to be here with you.” She moved on his cock.

“You
called me by my name, good girl.” Cameron helped her ride him as he nipped at
her swollen clit under his fingertips. He sucked on her bottom lip and slid his
tongue against hers. Heart still hammering, his mind swirled with emotion. He
kissed down her neck to her breasts and sucked there.

As
Patti came again she held his head so hard Cameron started to laugh. He held
her face and kissed her between smiles.

Patti
snuggled against him.

He
stroked in gentle sweeps down her back, along her hips, up the sides of her
body and whispered to her as he did so. Her soft skin pleased him. The way she
cuddled against his body delighted him. He was flooded with love for her. He
admitted it. Happily, he sighed against her hair as he kissed the top of her
head.

Patti
looked up into his face. “Thank you. I’m overwhelmed by your attention to my
pleasure.”

Cameron
cupped her face in his hands. “You please me, too.” He held her close as
someone rode along the riverside path on a bicycle, the light on the handlebars
streaming ahead on the white gravel, the tires swishing around. No one had
disturbed them yet, but Cameron reached behind him for her dress. He slipped it
over her head and pulled up the bodice, sliding the straps up her arms and
kissing where he touched. It was heaven to feel her shift on his cock when she
turned her body to his hands so that he could zip up the side fastening. He
kissed her softly as he lifted her up and his cock slipped from her pussy. He
hadn’t shrunk much and had to take care with his own pants zipper.