Authors: Andrea Laurence
Sexy As Hell (10 page)
It was an incredible sensation. She couldn’t even move at first. She just wanted to stay still and absorb the experience. She tightened her muscles around him, and Seth jerked inside her with a groan. The subtle movement set off pleasurable sparks throughout her body. She wanted more.
Seth covered her breasts with his hands. She leaned into his touch, surging forward,
and
then moving back. The slide of him in and out of her body was exquisite. It built a heat in her belly,
coaxing her to move faster, thrust harder, and find the release she sought in him. It didn’t take long.
Camille had wanted this to last, but her body wouldn’t allow it. Her eyes fluttered closed as she rocked her pelvis against his. Her soft cries grew louder as her release built inside her.
"
Come on, baby,
"
he said in a coarse whisper.
"
Come for me.
"
A few more sure strokes
were enough
to push her over and grind out her long-denied
orgasm. She cried out, bucking her hips against him. The pulsating rush
of release echoed
through her body.
Seth’s hands went to her hips
, holding her steady when her body threatened to crumble over him. He
sunk his fingertips into her flesh and pressed his spine into the mattress to pull back and thrust
rapidly
into her
from below.
Camille braced her palms against his chest and enjoyed the ride. Each movement inside of her sent an aftershock though every nerve. When at last Seth groaned loud
with his own orgasm
and poured into her, she collapsed over him
in utter exhaustion
. She could feel his pounding heart beating as quickly as her
own, his hot breath on her neck
.
A few minutes later, Camille rolled off to the side of him. He immediately reached for her, pulling her close to him. His hand found her chin and tipped her face up. He kissed her again. This kiss was gentle, but held the promise of things to come.
"
That,
"
he whispered,
"
was worth waiting fifteen hundred years. Let’s not wait that long to do it again.
"
His hand glided down her side to her hip. Despite being exhausted and sore,
Camille
felt the flame of desire stir inside her again.
"
I think fifteen minutes is long enough.
"
One Week Later
Seth opted to celebrate his newfound mortality by immediately contracting the flu. No sooner had Michael torn up their contract
,
he started to sneeze. It was startling, after so many years of immunity, but proof positive that he was once again his own man.
He’d take a few days in bed in exchange for freedom.
Michael seemed all too pleased to terminate their deal in the height of cold and flu season. It was just one more reason Seth was glad to be rid of the smug bastard. He might be an angel, but he could be a dick, too.
He had hoped to start looking for a job, to
begin
settling into the real world, but a hundred and two fever knocked him on his ass harder than any demon he’d ever run across. His whole life was put on hold, but the most painful part was that he couldn’t see Camille
until he was well again
.
He’d waited months to touch her, unsure if she could cope with his complicated life. Then he couldn’t have her without risking death. They spent one incredibly hot nigh
t together and then he got sick.
For the next few days, h
e would have to be happy with the memories
of her naked, writhing body
seared into his brain.
Seth did see Camille. She came by his apartment a few times with homemade chicken noodle soup and medicine. But she didn’t stay long or come close enough for him to touch her. It was agonizing.
More so than the throbbing in his head or the fire in his throat.
Fortunately, the virus had run its course. And tonight, he was taking Camille out
on the date he’d promised
.
He put on his sharpest suit and knocked on her
apartment
at exactly six-thirty.
Camille answered the door in a tight, form-fitting red dress and sky-high heels. It wasn’t trashy
;
cut too low or with a hemline too short, but it clung to each delicious curve, sending his mouth to watering.
"
Wow,
"
he said.
"
Are you sure you want to go to dinner?
"
Camille pushed at his chest to move him back into the hallway so she could close the door behind her.
"
Yes. We have to at least go on one real date before we have sex again.
"
"
If you insist.
"
Seth slipped his arm around her waist and escorted her down the hallway. At the moment he was wishing he hadn’t selected such a nice restaurant to make their reservations. It had a multi-course menu that took far longer to consume than a regular meal.
He’d delayed touching her bare skin by at least two hours. Right now, he wished they could find a drive-thru burger joint and come back to her place.
But he resisted. Camille deserved a nice evening out after everything she went through because of him. And he was looking forward to wooing her. He hadn’t taken a relationship past the physical in a very, very long time. This was his first chance to build a life, start a family, and settle into his new and limited existence.
It didn’t take long to get to the restaurant. After they ordered and the sommelier
brought their first wine selection, Camille excused herself to go to the ladies’ room.
Seth waited patiently, sipping his wine.
It was less than a minute later that he felt an awareness of being watched. It wasn’t quite the same as Michael’s presence. But it was most certainly otherworldly. Being mortal again hadn’t stripped him of his experience.
He looked up to see a young, leggy brunette and an older man walking toward him. They were on their way out of the restaurant. As they neared the table, the woman whispered into the man’s ear. He eyed Seth for a moment, nodded and continued walking out of the restaurant alone.
Seth didn’t recognize the brunette until she bent into the candlelight of his table and reached out to stroke his face. Her eyes were an unmistakable shade of pink, a wicked grin curling her bright red lips.
Isra
.
Before he could react, she leaned in and kissed him. He braced himself for the assault, but it didn’t come.
Instead, she pulled away and smiled.
"
It’s good to see you again, Seth.
"
She flipped her dark brown
curls over her shoulder and wiggle
d her fingers
in a dainty
goodbye. Then she was gone as quickly as she had appeared.
A few minutes later, Camille returned to the table. She watched Seth with a curious expression. He must’ve looked absolutely shell-shocked. He wasn’t quite sur
e how to react or what he should do,
but realized finally that it wasn’t his job anymore. He was out of the demon hunting business.
"
Is something wrong?
"
she asked.
Seth shook his head and finally smiled.
"
Not at all.
I just ran into an old friend.
"
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