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  “Tonight is all about you,” Darryl whispered. “Just you, baby!”

  “Mmm,” Camryn purred as Darryl resumed his expedition down her body, pausing to worship at her belly button. He dipped his tongue into the crevice. Camryn gasped loudly when he reached for a pillow, lifted her buttocks, and propped it beneath her bottom. He spread her open and Camryn shivered, the mere thought of the intimate kiss curling her toes.

  Darryl buried his head between Camryn’s thighs. He began to lick her slowly and easily. He teased her clit with the tip of his tongue and she placed a hand on his head, drawing him closer. Her moans were low and quiet as he swirled his tongue in little circles over the swollen nub. She cried out with sheer pleasure when he cupped his tongue to draw it into his mouth. At the same time he penetrated her with one finger and then a second, slowly plunging his hand in and out of her. His tongue continued to lash over her clit, sucking and licking, warm breaths of air blowing on her between licks. With each flick he could feel her body twitch and squirm as he lapped at her with the flat of his tongue. Camryn could feel her secret treasure becoming wetter and wetter, her sweet nectar dripping down onto his bottom lip. The taste of her was driving him crazy and his tongue moved harder and faster as his fingers struggled to keep pace, penetrating her deeper and deeper. And then her muscles clenched and tightened and she spasmed and gushed, filling his mouth with the sweetest honey as she screamed his name over and over again.

  The intensity of her orgasm left Camryn panting heavily. Her body had never felt more relaxed as Darryl kissed his way back up her torso. With each touch and caress, her nerve endings fired, every juncture igniting into a mini explosion. It all felt too, too good, Camryn thought as she began to pump her hips up and against his body. As he suckled her neck, Camryn pressed her body up into his, thrusting her pelvis against him.

  “I want to feel you inside me,” she whispered as she lifted her legs and wrapped them tightly around his naked backside. “I need you inside me, Darryl!” she cooed.

  Reaching for a condom he’d laid on the nightstand, he sheathed himself quickly, stretching the length of the prophylactic over his throbbing member. He hovered above her briefly, staring into her eyes. His look was pure gold, every fiber of his being engaged in the moment. He entered her slowly, savoring the sensation of each fold welcoming him into her secret space, her inner lining stretching to accommodate him.

  He teased and stroked her, gliding his body in and out of her body, large swells of heat washing over them. Camryn basked in the love that washed over her, Darryl’s expression nothing but a wealth of affection looking down on her. Tears misted his eyes as he gave in to the sensations sweeping through his body as he pushed and pulled and pushed himself in and out of her. The pleasure was immeasurable. As Camryn screamed his name, her nails grazed the length of his back. When she exploded, Darryl crashed with her, his own orgasm colliding with hers as they both fell off the edge of ecstasy together.

  * * *

  Darryl’s cell phone vibrating against the nightstand pulled Camryn from a deep sleep. She was tempted to see who was calling him but didn’t. Snooping was no way to start a relationship and Camryn had learned early on that a man she couldn’t trust wasn’t a man she wanted to spend her life with.

  Darryl slept soundly, snoring ever so softly. Camryn sat upright in the bed. She trailed a hand over his head and across his shoulders and he responded by rolling his body closer to hers as he threw an arm across her lap. Smiling, Camryn cuddled her body to his, relishing the warmth of his body heat.

  He smiled in his sleep and Camryn was overjoyed with the expression on his face. If she were a betting woman, she would have speculated that Darryl was dreaming about her. It was a thought she enjoyed imagining. Darryl suddenly rolled over in his sleep, his body sprawling across the mattress. He tossed and kicked the sheet to the floor, exposing his nakedness. Camryn’s eyes widened as she surveyed the definition of muscle. The man was fine as hell, hard-bodied with a rich complexion that made her think of decadent chocolates.

  Easing down the length of his body, she lightly trailed her fingers over his chest, teasing the fine hairs around his belly button, pausing just above the line of his pubic hair. His flaccid penis twitched ever so slightly. Camryn scooted closer, taking great pains to not wake him from the sleep that had full claim over him. She wrapped her palm around his manhood, the weight of him warm in her hand. He stirred ever so slightly as she gently explored the treasure with her hand. She traced a finger across a large vein that pulsed with his heartbeat, trailing the pad of her finger to the tip and back again.

  She loved the feel of the firm stalk in her hand and the amazingly soft skin on the head as she leaned and pressed it to her cheeks and lips. His scent was an intoxicating combination of male musk and the floral scented soap in the hotel’s bathroom and it monopolized her senses. The aroma overwhelmed her as she gently inhaled him. All of her nerve endings were suddenly firing, familiar sensations returning as the pheromones teased her. As she continued to gently explore and stroke him, he swelled easily, the fullness of him becoming overinflated. Darryl’s manhood throbbed in exquisite pain and he woke feeling as if he were about to burst.

  Darryl’s heart pounded as Camryn took him into her mouth, her taste buds awash with his nectar. The massive head felt comfortable in her mouth and she maximized the contact between herself and the soft skin atop his magnificent sex organ. She could feel him begin to thrust into her mouth and she limited his penetration with a tight grip on his shaft. Darryl marveled as she allowed him entry, with each successive thrust aiming for the back of her throat.

  Undaunted, Camryn pressed on, taking him slow and easy. She felt him swell and pulse and she eased up on her ministrations when she felt his orgasm approaching. She paused, nothing moving as she let him catch his breath, the stretch to his organ subsiding slowly. Darryl was clearly enjoying her patience and attention to giving him pleasure. He pushed his hips up and down and when she felt him getting hyperexcited again, she took him out of her mouth and swirled her tongue at his tip. Darryl was in awe that Camryn was enjoying the act as much as he was.

  The woman didn’t miss a trick as she returned his member to her mouth and worked it vigorously with her tongue while pumping his hard shaft with both her hands. It was only seconds before he was swollen to full capacity again, thrusting harder. She heard him moan loudly in anticipation of his climax. And then a final thrust forward, and a loud grunt made Camryn smile at what she had done.

  She continued to slowly lick and stroke him as his size gradually diminished and he shriveled back to a state of normality. All of her pleasure centers were alive and she was buzzed, feeling skilled and accomplished. Darryl lifted his head slightly to stare down at her. He waved his head from side to side as she grinned broadly. Reaching for the blankets that had fallen to the floor, Camryn nuzzled back against him, curling her body against his. Drawing his fingers through her hair, Darryl laid back and closed his eyes. Within minutes he was sound asleep and when he awoke the next morning, Camryn was pleasuring him all over again.

  Chapter 13

  It had been a whole week since Camryn had seen the inside of her home. She and Darryl had spent their nights in the hotel, leaving only to fulfill their respective duties for Boudreaux Enterprises and Charles & Charles Architecture. Every other waking minute was spent exploring each other. By the end of the week they were both exhausted.

  “We have to go home,” Camryn insisted as Darryl maneuvered his car in the direction of her house. “You can stay with me there.”

  “My mother has called twice to ask when I’d be back,” Darryl responded. “She might overlook my absence for this week, but I’m sure she and Senior both will have something to say if I’m suddenly shacking up with you at your house. So when are we going to have that wedding?” He smiled.

  Camryn laughed. “If that’s a proposal, Dar
ryl Boudreaux, you need to do better. What kind of girl do you take me for?”

  Darryl cut his eye at her, a wide grin across his face. “I take you for my girl, Camryn Charles. Mine and mine alone,” he said as he pulled into her driveway.

  Camryn shook her head. As they exited the car, a concerned look fell over her face.

  “What’s wrong?” Darryl questioned.

  She shook her head. “The security lights didn’t come on,” she said. “Usually a breeze will make the motion-sensor lights come on.”

  “Give me your keys,” Darryl said, gesturing for her to place the key ring into his hand.

  She followed him to the entrance, moving behind him as he opened the front door and stepped inside. Reaching around him toward the wall, she flicked the light switch. The room remained dark, nothing happening as she flicked the switch multiple times. “That’s odd,” Camryn said.

  “Stay here,” Darryl commanded.

  “Like hell I will,” Camryn responded, grabbing the back of his shirt.

  Darryl walked slowly into the home, the interior dark with the exception of the faint moonlight shimmering through the open blinds of her windows. He engaged his cell phone, using the LED light to guide them. Camryn suddenly tugged on his waistband.

  “Did you hear that?” she asked, her voice a loud whisper.

  “Hear what?”

  “Shush!”

  The two stood perfectly still, pausing in the entranceway of Camryn’s living room.

  “I don’t hear anything!” Darryl whispered back.

  “That!” Camryn exclaimed a second time.

  Darryl stood perfectly still, his head tilted just so. A distinctive hiss suddenly cut through the silence. Darryl tilted the cell phone downward and as the glint of light hit the floor, he yelled out in surprise. Before them, snakes moved smoothly, covering her hardwood floors.

  “You’ve got to be kidding me!” Camryn exclaimed.

  “Walk!” Darryl ordered, pushing her back toward the front door. “Move!”

  Racing for the door, Camryn rushed back to the outside. Jumping up and down in the front yard, she cursed, profanity spilling past her lips.

  Darryl dialed 911.

  * * *

  The police were still taking their statement when the power to Camryn’s home was restored. The local utility company advised them that someone claiming to be Camryn Charles had ordered the disconnection of her own service, and the order had been fulfilled just days earlier. The duo remained in the front yard while animal control methodically gathered each serpent, dropping them into large plastic containers.

  As the first containers were placed in the back of a pickup truck, Camryn moved forward to get a closer look. The animal control officer tossed her a toothless grin.

  “Right many of them buggers in there!” he said.

  She shook her head. “Can I take a peek?” she asked.

  He nodded as he lifted the top to one of the cases, allowing her to peer inside. Reaching in, Camryn pulled out an oversize boa constrictor. She turned, holding out the snake in front of her.

  Darryl shook his head at her. “You need to put that thing down, Camryn,” he said as she moved toward him.

  “You’re squeamish!”

  “I don’t like snakes. In fact, I hate snakes.”

  As she stepped closer, Darryl took a step back. “I’m not playing with you, Camryn. Put that damn thing away.”

  Camryn giggled softly as she turned an about-face and returned the animal to the container. The last two snakes filled the containers, joining the others in the back of the truck.

  “How many are in there?” she inquired.

  The animal control guy shrugged. “We done counted ’bout two hundred of ’em so far. And that’s just in the living room. ’Bout twice that many in the bedroom! We’re gonna be here awhile and still no guarantee we’ll get ’em all.”

  Camryn rolled her eyes skyward. “Unbelievable!” she exclaimed as she made her way back to Darryl’s side.

  “Didn’t you play with bugs and snakes when you were a kid?” she said.

  “We were stationed in Germany when I was a kid. They didn’t have bugs and snakes.”

  Camryn laughed. “You big baby!” She pressed her body to his and kissed his lips.

  Darryl chuckled with her. “When it comes to snakes, yes, I am,” he said as he kissed her back, wrapping his arms around her waist. “The biggest baby! And I’m not ashamed to admit it, either!”

  The two stood holding on to each other, watching as the cleanup continued. “Do you think you want to go back to the hotel tonight, Camryn?”

  She shook her head. “No, I’m staying in my house tonight.”

  “Well, you’ll understand if I don’t stay here with you.”

  “What if they don’t get them all?”

  Darryl shrugged. “You like snakes, remember?”

  “So you’re not going to protect me?”

  “I will gladly pay for a hotel for as long as you need, baby. And I’ll stay with you to keep you company. But I’m not staying here and I prefer you didn’t insist on staying either for a while.”

  Camryn shook her head. “I appreciate that but I’ll be fine.”

  They were interrupted by one of the patrol officers.

  “Ms. Charles?”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “I think we’ve gotten all the information we’ll be able to get tonight. One of the investigators from the department will call you tomorrow. We have your number to reach you, right?”

  “Yes.”

  Darryl interjected. “I’m sure Asia Landry, my former girlfriend, is responsible for this. I gave her information to the other officer. Is anything going to be done about her?”

  The officer took a quick look through his notes. “Sir, I’m sure we’ll follow up, but it looks like Ms. Landry has been in California since your encounter with her at the Boudreaux work site. We just spoke to her father and he assured us that there was no way possible for his daughter to have been involved.”

  Darryl tossed his hands up in frustration. “Her father will say anything, but I know she did this!”

  The police officer nodded politely. “Sir, I appreciate your enthusiasm and I assure you that there will be a full investigation. Until then you need to calm down.”

  Darryl’s eyes narrowed. “I am calm,” he said through gritted teeth.

  Camryn drew a soothing hand down the length of his arm. “Thank you, Officer. We appreciate everything that’s being done.”

  The man nodded, passed her his business card and headed back toward his car.

  * * *

  James Landry had been screaming at his daughter for two days straight. Everything he had to say to Asia seemed to go in one ear and out the other. Her latest antics had been the last straw.

  “I’m sorry, Daddy!” Asia exclaimed for the umpteenth time. “It was just a silly joke.”

  “A silly joke, Asia? You inundated the woman’s home with snakes. Snakes! That was not funny, Asia.”

  “They weren’t poisonous,” she said nonchalantly.

  The man shook his head. “Why snakes?”

  She shrugged, not bothering to say that Darryl feared the slithery creatures. “A joke!” she said sarcastically.

  “And how much did that cost you?”

  Her shoulders pushed to the ceiling a second time as she rolled her eyes. “It won’t happen again, Daddy. I promise,” she said, finally lifting her eyes to his.

  He shook his head again, pausing for a brief moment before continuing. “Darryl has filed a complaint about you showing up in New Orleans. You violated the court order and he’s pressing charges. Our attorney says you have to appear before a judge next week. Unfortunately, daughter,
there might not be any repercussions for what you did to Ms. Charles, but you will have to answer for going near that Boudreaux boy.”

  Asia smiled. “It’s going to be okay, Daddy,” she said sweetly.

  The doorbell ringing interrupted the conversation.

  “I’ll get that,” Asia chimed, jumping to her feet.

  Her father dismissed her with a wave of his hand.

  At the door, the delivery man gave her a warm smile. “Package for Asia Landry,” he said, motioning toward the box in his hand.

  Excitement shimmered in Asia’s eyes. “I’m Asia Landry,” she said as he passed her the brown-wrapped package. He also passed her a clipboard for her signature on the delivery receipt.

  “Have a great day,” he said as he turned and headed back to his delivery truck.

  Asia loved surprises and presents. There was no return address on the box but she just knew it had to be from Darryl wanting to make amends. She couldn’t think of anyone else who would be sending her a package and she hadn’t ordered anything through the mail. She shook the box lightly, noting that something shifted inside. Her eyes widened with excitement.

  Moving into the dining room, she rested the box against the oversize table and ripped the brown paper from the package. The box had been taped and she pulled a nail across the seal to break it. Pulling at the flap and lifting the lid, Asia peered eagerly inside. She suddenly jumped back and screamed loudly as a large snake hissed and slithered up and over the side of the container.

  Her father rushed into the room to see what the problem was. Spying the serpent as it slid off the table to the floor and crawled beneath the dining buffet, he shook his head from side to side, meeting his daughter’s tear-filled stare. Asia stood with her back against the wall, clutching her hands to her chest. Her face was twisted in anger.

  “Well, well, well,” he said casually. “It looks like Ms. Charles sent you one of your pets back.”

  * * *

  Camryn knew it was only a matter of time before Darryl discovered what she had done. She saw it on his face when he entered the office, taking a seat in the upholstered chair in front of her desk.