For just_muse_me - 8.7.5 The Invitation
[Co-written with the mun of cameronpreston | NSFW]
Harri had been left alone for the evening while Aiden and Pat enjoyed a night in. She couldn't really blame them. Since Aiden had survived meeting the twin it seemed as if the two of them were back to the copious amounts of copulating that came with a new relationship. She chuckled quietly to herself. She'd really only had one relationship in her life, and it was something she'd never really spoken about to anyone. It was pre-Aiden, so she hadn't even told her best friend about it. In her mind it had been a complete and utter disaster but she did remember the early days. The way she hadn't been able to keep her hands off the guy, and the way they seemed to spend just about every evening in, and if they were out they usually found their way to a quiet corner for a grope, or two.
The tall blonde ran her fingers through her hair as she headed down to the beach for a moonlit dip. She was no stranger to sun and sand, even if it felt like a lifetime since her last island trip. The previous vacation she had taken with Aiden had been skiing, and this was a far cry from snow and getting cosy in front of a fireplace. She was fast realising she preferred the sun and sand option. For one it let her bare all her skin in a designer bronze bikini. She hadn't visited the nudist beach yet, even if she was looking forward to it. She was waiting for a time when she was sure it wasn't just fat Americans beached on the sand.
As she neared the water's edge she spotted a familiar figure. Harri's lips curled into a smirk and she wished she'd had her cell to send Aiden a message. After her so called 'accidental' meeting with Pat's twin at the Karaoke night she hadn't really seen him. Pity, because he really had been a stellar lay. Her hand swept over his broad shoulders and she looked at him. He was an inch shorter than her 5'10", the two Preston boys measuring 5'9" but that didn't matter a damn when all she could think about was the ten inches kept in his board shorts.
"And here I was thinking that I'd be alone for the night. Looks like we're both at a loose end with Aiden and Pat getting full use of their room."
Cameron had just ended a phone call with his coach back home, the beach being the quietest option on the busy Saturday night at the resort. He was in nothing but a pair of board shorts, the small cell tucked away now in the depths of one of his pockets. Unlike his baby brother, Cameron had spent so much time in the sun on the football field that he tanned with ease and was already sporting a nice colouring from the few days he had been here. Also unlike his brother, he was built from hours and hours of training and working out. He had no choice but to keep his body in prime shape to be a Premier League football player. He turned to the familiar voice with a smile. "Don't be deceived by our Pat's delicate appearance. He'll hold his own when he needs to. Or in this case, he'll hold Aiden's," he said with a smirk. "To what do I owe the pleasure, Ms Ryan?"
"I have no doubt about your brother's ability to hold Aiden's," she responded with a grin. "My best friend has been singing his praises since they met. I came down to the beach for a swim. Care to join me, Mr Preston?"
"All these offers I can't refuse. I'm going to be thinking all my Christmases have come at once. Or maybe I'm just mistaking that with me coming at once?" Cameron smiled and hooked his thumb into the elastic of his shorts and pushed them down. Of course, he had no underwear on underneath. "I'm starting to wonder if you were called in to be my decoy. Not that I'm complaining. A very, very fine decoy indeed."
Harri arched her eyebrow and licked her lips as she made no move to hide the hungry look in her eye as he pulled the elastic of his shorts down. Her own fingers hooked into her bikini bottoms and she turned to flash him her arse as she glanced over her shoulder and winked. "Christmas, or not, I am all for making you come at once." She pulled her bikini bottoms back up and turned back around to face him as she smiled. "And since it's getting dark, I think it doesn't really matter if we stay on this beach. What's about bit of friendly nudity between bed fellows?"
"Indeed," Cameron agreed with a smirk. He already had a hard on and it came with absolutely no modesty at all. There was no one around on this part of the beach at this time of night, so who was to care, anyway? He kicked out of his shorts and sauntered down towards the water's edge. "Can't have my baby brother showing me up on the sex tally, now. Even if the bastard has outrun me numerous times in the past."
Harri peeled off her bikini and left it near Cameron's shorts as she went after him. Modesty wasn't exactly something she subscribed to either unless it was business related. She caught up to the football player and waited until they were waist deep in the water before she moved up to him and wrapped her fingers around his hard length. She let out a low moan and closed her mouth over his as her tongue slipped between his lips teasingly. "Hard to believe anyone showing you up, love. If I had access to your ten inches I'd hardly let you sleep a wink."
"Fuck..." Cameron breathed at the immediate and pointed attention she aimed at his cock. His hands went to her arse and he pulled her firmly against his body. The water aided their movements and kept a slight chill in all the right places to guarantee it wouldn't be over in minutes. He kissed her deeply again and then slid a hand between them to ease his fingers between her legs, applying a teasing burst of pressure against her clit. "I'd have no objections to that," he purred against her lips.
Harri shifted to get one leg hooked around his as she pushed her hips forward against his fingers and let another kiss swallow her moan. Her free hand looped around his neck and she sucked on his tongue as she stroked his cock with firm, measured movements of her hand. Her nipples were hardened points pressed against his chest and she shuddered as a breeze sent another welcome chill through her body. "Then I guess you won't be getting any sleep while you're here. Plently of time to sleep on the flight back to England."
"Plenty of time to sleep when you're middle aged and your cock has dried up," Cameron added with a small grunt as he dipped just a little to hook his hand under her leg and pull it up around his waist. He kissed down the side of her throat, tongue lapping at the salty residue of seawater there. The water braced their weight and made moving more easier. His other hand held her back firmly so he could rock his hips forward and bury his cock deep inside her, highly reminiscent of their previous night together.
Harri let out a gasp and clung to him tightly as she kept her throat exposed and closed her eyes. She'd been wet the second she'd seen Cameron, their encounter the night before proving that while Aiden and Harri had had ideas of her playing with the twin, nothing beat real chemistry. Or at least two hot bodies enjoying each other. Now with him filling her, she could feel her body pulse with desire. She clenched around him and kept him in place as she dragged her nails over his shoulder. She cursed quietly under her breath before she brought her head back up and pressed her lips against his.
Now that he had a rhythm, Cameron let his hand fall from her back so he could sweep his hand over her breast, cupping it in his palm and tweaking her taut nipple between his thumb and finger. His hips were rocking smoothly to pump in and out of her with an eager pace, the water lapping around their bodies. To anyone watching from the beach, it would probably just look like they were sharing a passionate kiss in the water. With another breathy groan, he sought her lips again, drawing the lower one into his mouth to suck on it gently before picking up the snog right where they left off before.
Harri had never minded a public shag, in fact the thrill of getting caught or having an audience usually made her all the more eager. Except in the case of her neighbour where the idea of being watched just left her cold. Here in the water with Cameron she was lost in their own bubble of intimacy, content to forget about the world around them while she concentrated on him, and only him. Her hips matched his rhythm wherever possibly, and her hands had fallen into a comfortable position at his back. Each of his strokes drew a pleasured moan from deep inside her and she kissed him back hungrily as they continued. The desire was building up in her muscles as they tightened and she arched her back against his hand.
Even in the water, the way they were going at it proved to be exerting. Cameron's thrusting became harder and a little less even as he tried to drive deeper and deeper inside her. He was buried as deep as he could be, though, and even feeling the water lapping around his balls was increasing that already searing pleasure pulsing through his wet body. He held her securely against him, almost going wild at the way she was meeting his thrusts. If they weren't in the water, they'd be hot and sweaty by now. Yet another argument for beach sex. Pat was averted to it because of the inconvenient sand in inconvenient places, but they couldn't be totally identical, could they? Just meant that while Harri was getting herself banged into oblivion in the warm Mexican water, Aiden would have to settle for the resort. Cameron pulled out of the kiss to nibble on her earlobe, his panting breaths coming out in soft, rough grunts against her ear.
Harri wasn't even thinking of the sand in inconvenient places. Mostly because she was thinking of the water in rather convenient places. She was willing to have beach sex multiple times before the trip was over if this is what it led to. Also had her wondering what Cameron would be like in a hot tub, but then his cock stroked against her clit and she was brought sharply back into the moment. "Shit..." Her fingers knotted into his hair and she gripped it roughly as her hips bucked in warning. Her tongue dragged across her upper lip and she squeezed her eyes closed as she listened to his grunts and felt his breath hot against her skin. She was getting closer and closer, and now all she wanted was to have them both go over the edge and to feel him come inside her. She didn't think it was possible for them to go at any harder, so she worked on whispering praises and encouragements into his ear puncuated by moans and gasps.
It was the softly gasped expletive that alerted Cameron how close he had tipped Harri to the edge; a signal that he could take them both right to the peak at any moment he pleased. He caught her lips again, his tongue exploring the depths of her mouth like his cock finding itself rather at home beneath the water. Their gasping and desperate moans were caught in the kiss and he lifted her up in the water to pull her back down sharply onto him, using the leverage to aim for that sweet spot deep inside her. He drew out of the kiss with a rough curse and only two beats later, gave into the peaked sensations and exploded heavily inside her with a grunt of her name against her shoulder.
Harri fell apart at the same time, her hips bucking against his as she locked her legs around his waist and her body trembled. Her inner muscles clenched around him with aftershocks, keeping Cameron in place. She let her forehead drop down against the top of his head and the palms of her hands smoothed down over his shoulders as she panted and tried to catch her breath. She smiled to herself as she felt that familiar warmth of afterglow spread through her body. "Mm... definitely something I could do again," she murmured.
Cameron pressed a trail of kisses across her throat and soon met her lips. He smiled cheekily against them and teased his tongue in circles at the corner of her mouth. "So, were you my decoy? Because I think sexy decoys are supposed to come in tight wet-look leather, no?" he growled, rolling his hips slightly in their connection.
"I have tight wet-look leather at home. I didn't think it would go well in the Mexican heat," Harri replied as she all but purred at his attentions. He wasn't just a good ten inches, he was good with his hands and tongue and everything else. "However in the interest of honesty, yes I was your decoy. There was no guarantee we would have hit it off, though."
Cameron laughed. "What's needed to hit off if we're both fucking good at sex? I have no complaints about the decoy. I kind of came down a little heavy on your BFF. It was reactionary. I never meant to come off as a total jerk. I swear, I'm not. Just a little protective," he explained, having enough guilt to be sheepish about his first meet with Pat's other half.
Harri smiled and winked at him. "I'm not here to give you the third degree as fun as thinking about you and whips might be. I understand you needing to be protective, love. Pat's very special, but I promise you that Aiden won't hurt Pat if he can help it. You nearly made him grey prematurely, but he'll get over it. He just wants to be good enough for your twin."
"He is," Cameron had to admit with a laugh. "I can see that he is. Now. He held his own with me even though I was being a bastard. That alone was telling for me. It's hard for me to let Pat go, though. Even though he's been independent for years. I live in my delusional little twin bubble thinking I'm actually protecting him on some level. But what about you? How did you get so close to Aiden? It wasn't a amicable ex thing, was it?"
Harri grinned as she shook her head and kissed the corner of Cameron's mouth. "Aiden has been out and proud since he was fifteen. I've never been near his cock. We met at a function and hit it off straight away in between all the booze. We've never looked back, really. He calls me his soul sister and it's true. We're almost twins in that we were clearly born to different parents and not actually related. I'm glad you realise how great he is. There's no one like Aiden. No one like you either, even if Pat's your twin. He belongs to Aiden."
"Fifteen? Seriously? That was about when Pat came out officially, too, though we always knew as his family. He was always different to me. Wanted Barbies instead of toy cars and wanted to do the nextdoor neighbour's dog's hair instead of throwing it a ball. Everything had to be pink. He actually wanted to be a hairdresser before he decided to be a nurse. It's always been like I've had a sister," Cameron laughed. He rubbed his hands over her arse in the water. "I can see how close you are. I seriously would've picked you as siblings if I didn't already know otherwise."
"Pat can do my hair any time," Harri replied as her blue eyes shone. "He has immaculate taste in fashion. Puts poor Aiden to shame, but I still love him. Sometimes I feel like Aiden is my brother. I'm an only child, so I guess he was the brother I always wanted. I don't mind being mistaken as his sister. It makes for fun at the office when he comes in to witness me busting the balls of some of my staff." She shifted her hands so that she could slip her arms around his waist and nipped at his bottom lip. "You should feel honoured, Cameron. This is the most pillow talk I've had with anyone for a long time. Maybe it's because we're nowhere near an actual pillow."
Cameron smirked. "Well, I figured we should get the small talk out of the way so the bridesmaid can fuck the Best Man without hurdles the night of Pat and Aiden's wedding," he joked. "Too much talk, not enough fucking?" he guessed. "It's cool. That's something I'm used to with flings. I haven't had a proper relationship in about four years."
"I wasn't complaining, Mr Preston. And I certainly won't complain about fucking at Pat and Aiden's wedding. Despite what Aiden thinks, I can see the two of them going down the aisle. I haven't even done flings in four years. Just fucks. The only regular ten inches I've had has been an escort I pay for." She smirked back at him before she wriggled in his arms and squeezed his arse. "I could get used to a fling if it's like this."
"Oh really. And what do you class a fling, Ms Ryan?" Cameron murmured, sliding his body against hers in the water.
"A little bit of talking in between the sex, having the same ten inches making me scream for a few nights a week and not kicking him out before the sheets dry?" she answered as she let out a small noise of pleasure. "Hooking up whenever you're in the States, or I'm in England..."
Cameron tilted his head. "Now that is a plan I think I can buy into," he agreed and pulled her back into a hungry snog.
"Mm..." was all Harri got out before she was kissing back. So they had a plan, and were apparently embarking on a fling. Aiden was either going to proud, or traumatised. She'd find out in the morning.
Harriet Ryan
Original Character
Words: 3166
mrpublicity and sexyinscrubs referenced with permission
Harri had been left alone for the evening while Aiden and Pat enjoyed a night in. She couldn't really blame them. Since Aiden had survived meeting the twin it seemed as if the two of them were back to the copious amounts of copulating that came with a new relationship. She chuckled quietly to herself. She'd really only had one relationship in her life, and it was something she'd never really spoken about to anyone. It was pre-Aiden, so she hadn't even told her best friend about it. In her mind it had been a complete and utter disaster but she did remember the early days. The way she hadn't been able to keep her hands off the guy, and the way they seemed to spend just about every evening in, and if they were out they usually found their way to a quiet corner for a grope, or two.
The tall blonde ran her fingers through her hair as she headed down to the beach for a moonlit dip. She was no stranger to sun and sand, even if it felt like a lifetime since her last island trip. The previous vacation she had taken with Aiden had been skiing, and this was a far cry from snow and getting cosy in front of a fireplace. She was fast realising she preferred the sun and sand option. For one it let her bare all her skin in a designer bronze bikini. She hadn't visited the nudist beach yet, even if she was looking forward to it. She was waiting for a time when she was sure it wasn't just fat Americans beached on the sand.
As she neared the water's edge she spotted a familiar figure. Harri's lips curled into a smirk and she wished she'd had her cell to send Aiden a message. After her so called 'accidental' meeting with Pat's twin at the Karaoke night she hadn't really seen him. Pity, because he really had been a stellar lay. Her hand swept over his broad shoulders and she looked at him. He was an inch shorter than her 5'10", the two Preston boys measuring 5'9" but that didn't matter a damn when all she could think about was the ten inches kept in his board shorts.
"And here I was thinking that I'd be alone for the night. Looks like we're both at a loose end with Aiden and Pat getting full use of their room."
Cameron had just ended a phone call with his coach back home, the beach being the quietest option on the busy Saturday night at the resort. He was in nothing but a pair of board shorts, the small cell tucked away now in the depths of one of his pockets. Unlike his baby brother, Cameron had spent so much time in the sun on the football field that he tanned with ease and was already sporting a nice colouring from the few days he had been here. Also unlike his brother, he was built from hours and hours of training and working out. He had no choice but to keep his body in prime shape to be a Premier League football player. He turned to the familiar voice with a smile. "Don't be deceived by our Pat's delicate appearance. He'll hold his own when he needs to. Or in this case, he'll hold Aiden's," he said with a smirk. "To what do I owe the pleasure, Ms Ryan?"
"I have no doubt about your brother's ability to hold Aiden's," she responded with a grin. "My best friend has been singing his praises since they met. I came down to the beach for a swim. Care to join me, Mr Preston?"
"All these offers I can't refuse. I'm going to be thinking all my Christmases have come at once. Or maybe I'm just mistaking that with me coming at once?" Cameron smiled and hooked his thumb into the elastic of his shorts and pushed them down. Of course, he had no underwear on underneath. "I'm starting to wonder if you were called in to be my decoy. Not that I'm complaining. A very, very fine decoy indeed."
Harri arched her eyebrow and licked her lips as she made no move to hide the hungry look in her eye as he pulled the elastic of his shorts down. Her own fingers hooked into her bikini bottoms and she turned to flash him her arse as she glanced over her shoulder and winked. "Christmas, or not, I am all for making you come at once." She pulled her bikini bottoms back up and turned back around to face him as she smiled. "And since it's getting dark, I think it doesn't really matter if we stay on this beach. What's about bit of friendly nudity between bed fellows?"
"Indeed," Cameron agreed with a smirk. He already had a hard on and it came with absolutely no modesty at all. There was no one around on this part of the beach at this time of night, so who was to care, anyway? He kicked out of his shorts and sauntered down towards the water's edge. "Can't have my baby brother showing me up on the sex tally, now. Even if the bastard has outrun me numerous times in the past."
Harri peeled off her bikini and left it near Cameron's shorts as she went after him. Modesty wasn't exactly something she subscribed to either unless it was business related. She caught up to the football player and waited until they were waist deep in the water before she moved up to him and wrapped her fingers around his hard length. She let out a low moan and closed her mouth over his as her tongue slipped between his lips teasingly. "Hard to believe anyone showing you up, love. If I had access to your ten inches I'd hardly let you sleep a wink."
"Fuck..." Cameron breathed at the immediate and pointed attention she aimed at his cock. His hands went to her arse and he pulled her firmly against his body. The water aided their movements and kept a slight chill in all the right places to guarantee it wouldn't be over in minutes. He kissed her deeply again and then slid a hand between them to ease his fingers between her legs, applying a teasing burst of pressure against her clit. "I'd have no objections to that," he purred against her lips.
Harri shifted to get one leg hooked around his as she pushed her hips forward against his fingers and let another kiss swallow her moan. Her free hand looped around his neck and she sucked on his tongue as she stroked his cock with firm, measured movements of her hand. Her nipples were hardened points pressed against his chest and she shuddered as a breeze sent another welcome chill through her body. "Then I guess you won't be getting any sleep while you're here. Plently of time to sleep on the flight back to England."
"Plenty of time to sleep when you're middle aged and your cock has dried up," Cameron added with a small grunt as he dipped just a little to hook his hand under her leg and pull it up around his waist. He kissed down the side of her throat, tongue lapping at the salty residue of seawater there. The water braced their weight and made moving more easier. His other hand held her back firmly so he could rock his hips forward and bury his cock deep inside her, highly reminiscent of their previous night together.
Harri let out a gasp and clung to him tightly as she kept her throat exposed and closed her eyes. She'd been wet the second she'd seen Cameron, their encounter the night before proving that while Aiden and Harri had had ideas of her playing with the twin, nothing beat real chemistry. Or at least two hot bodies enjoying each other. Now with him filling her, she could feel her body pulse with desire. She clenched around him and kept him in place as she dragged her nails over his shoulder. She cursed quietly under her breath before she brought her head back up and pressed her lips against his.
Now that he had a rhythm, Cameron let his hand fall from her back so he could sweep his hand over her breast, cupping it in his palm and tweaking her taut nipple between his thumb and finger. His hips were rocking smoothly to pump in and out of her with an eager pace, the water lapping around their bodies. To anyone watching from the beach, it would probably just look like they were sharing a passionate kiss in the water. With another breathy groan, he sought her lips again, drawing the lower one into his mouth to suck on it gently before picking up the snog right where they left off before.
Harri had never minded a public shag, in fact the thrill of getting caught or having an audience usually made her all the more eager. Except in the case of her neighbour where the idea of being watched just left her cold. Here in the water with Cameron she was lost in their own bubble of intimacy, content to forget about the world around them while she concentrated on him, and only him. Her hips matched his rhythm wherever possibly, and her hands had fallen into a comfortable position at his back. Each of his strokes drew a pleasured moan from deep inside her and she kissed him back hungrily as they continued. The desire was building up in her muscles as they tightened and she arched her back against his hand.
Even in the water, the way they were going at it proved to be exerting. Cameron's thrusting became harder and a little less even as he tried to drive deeper and deeper inside her. He was buried as deep as he could be, though, and even feeling the water lapping around his balls was increasing that already searing pleasure pulsing through his wet body. He held her securely against him, almost going wild at the way she was meeting his thrusts. If they weren't in the water, they'd be hot and sweaty by now. Yet another argument for beach sex. Pat was averted to it because of the inconvenient sand in inconvenient places, but they couldn't be totally identical, could they? Just meant that while Harri was getting herself banged into oblivion in the warm Mexican water, Aiden would have to settle for the resort. Cameron pulled out of the kiss to nibble on her earlobe, his panting breaths coming out in soft, rough grunts against her ear.
Harri wasn't even thinking of the sand in inconvenient places. Mostly because she was thinking of the water in rather convenient places. She was willing to have beach sex multiple times before the trip was over if this is what it led to. Also had her wondering what Cameron would be like in a hot tub, but then his cock stroked against her clit and she was brought sharply back into the moment. "Shit..." Her fingers knotted into his hair and she gripped it roughly as her hips bucked in warning. Her tongue dragged across her upper lip and she squeezed her eyes closed as she listened to his grunts and felt his breath hot against her skin. She was getting closer and closer, and now all she wanted was to have them both go over the edge and to feel him come inside her. She didn't think it was possible for them to go at any harder, so she worked on whispering praises and encouragements into his ear puncuated by moans and gasps.
It was the softly gasped expletive that alerted Cameron how close he had tipped Harri to the edge; a signal that he could take them both right to the peak at any moment he pleased. He caught her lips again, his tongue exploring the depths of her mouth like his cock finding itself rather at home beneath the water. Their gasping and desperate moans were caught in the kiss and he lifted her up in the water to pull her back down sharply onto him, using the leverage to aim for that sweet spot deep inside her. He drew out of the kiss with a rough curse and only two beats later, gave into the peaked sensations and exploded heavily inside her with a grunt of her name against her shoulder.
Harri fell apart at the same time, her hips bucking against his as she locked her legs around his waist and her body trembled. Her inner muscles clenched around him with aftershocks, keeping Cameron in place. She let her forehead drop down against the top of his head and the palms of her hands smoothed down over his shoulders as she panted and tried to catch her breath. She smiled to herself as she felt that familiar warmth of afterglow spread through her body. "Mm... definitely something I could do again," she murmured.
Cameron pressed a trail of kisses across her throat and soon met her lips. He smiled cheekily against them and teased his tongue in circles at the corner of her mouth. "So, were you my decoy? Because I think sexy decoys are supposed to come in tight wet-look leather, no?" he growled, rolling his hips slightly in their connection.
"I have tight wet-look leather at home. I didn't think it would go well in the Mexican heat," Harri replied as she all but purred at his attentions. He wasn't just a good ten inches, he was good with his hands and tongue and everything else. "However in the interest of honesty, yes I was your decoy. There was no guarantee we would have hit it off, though."
Cameron laughed. "What's needed to hit off if we're both fucking good at sex? I have no complaints about the decoy. I kind of came down a little heavy on your BFF. It was reactionary. I never meant to come off as a total jerk. I swear, I'm not. Just a little protective," he explained, having enough guilt to be sheepish about his first meet with Pat's other half.
Harri smiled and winked at him. "I'm not here to give you the third degree as fun as thinking about you and whips might be. I understand you needing to be protective, love. Pat's very special, but I promise you that Aiden won't hurt Pat if he can help it. You nearly made him grey prematurely, but he'll get over it. He just wants to be good enough for your twin."
"He is," Cameron had to admit with a laugh. "I can see that he is. Now. He held his own with me even though I was being a bastard. That alone was telling for me. It's hard for me to let Pat go, though. Even though he's been independent for years. I live in my delusional little twin bubble thinking I'm actually protecting him on some level. But what about you? How did you get so close to Aiden? It wasn't a amicable ex thing, was it?"
Harri grinned as she shook her head and kissed the corner of Cameron's mouth. "Aiden has been out and proud since he was fifteen. I've never been near his cock. We met at a function and hit it off straight away in between all the booze. We've never looked back, really. He calls me his soul sister and it's true. We're almost twins in that we were clearly born to different parents and not actually related. I'm glad you realise how great he is. There's no one like Aiden. No one like you either, even if Pat's your twin. He belongs to Aiden."
"Fifteen? Seriously? That was about when Pat came out officially, too, though we always knew as his family. He was always different to me. Wanted Barbies instead of toy cars and wanted to do the nextdoor neighbour's dog's hair instead of throwing it a ball. Everything had to be pink. He actually wanted to be a hairdresser before he decided to be a nurse. It's always been like I've had a sister," Cameron laughed. He rubbed his hands over her arse in the water. "I can see how close you are. I seriously would've picked you as siblings if I didn't already know otherwise."
"Pat can do my hair any time," Harri replied as her blue eyes shone. "He has immaculate taste in fashion. Puts poor Aiden to shame, but I still love him. Sometimes I feel like Aiden is my brother. I'm an only child, so I guess he was the brother I always wanted. I don't mind being mistaken as his sister. It makes for fun at the office when he comes in to witness me busting the balls of some of my staff." She shifted her hands so that she could slip her arms around his waist and nipped at his bottom lip. "You should feel honoured, Cameron. This is the most pillow talk I've had with anyone for a long time. Maybe it's because we're nowhere near an actual pillow."
Cameron smirked. "Well, I figured we should get the small talk out of the way so the bridesmaid can fuck the Best Man without hurdles the night of Pat and Aiden's wedding," he joked. "Too much talk, not enough fucking?" he guessed. "It's cool. That's something I'm used to with flings. I haven't had a proper relationship in about four years."
"I wasn't complaining, Mr Preston. And I certainly won't complain about fucking at Pat and Aiden's wedding. Despite what Aiden thinks, I can see the two of them going down the aisle. I haven't even done flings in four years. Just fucks. The only regular ten inches I've had has been an escort I pay for." She smirked back at him before she wriggled in his arms and squeezed his arse. "I could get used to a fling if it's like this."
"Oh really. And what do you class a fling, Ms Ryan?" Cameron murmured, sliding his body against hers in the water.
"A little bit of talking in between the sex, having the same ten inches making me scream for a few nights a week and not kicking him out before the sheets dry?" she answered as she let out a small noise of pleasure. "Hooking up whenever you're in the States, or I'm in England..."
Cameron tilted his head. "Now that is a plan I think I can buy into," he agreed and pulled her back into a hungry snog.
"Mm..." was all Harri got out before she was kissing back. So they had a plan, and were apparently embarking on a fling. Aiden was either going to proud, or traumatised. She'd find out in the morning.
Harriet Ryan
Original Character
Words: 3166
mrpublicity and sexyinscrubs referenced with permission