The Thing About Waiting

I watch as Cam arrives minus his arty girlfriend, Sophie. We all meet Friday nights at Casey’s Restaurant and Bar. It’s a bunker at the end of the main drag on the Peninsula. Moody, expensive. Music by local talent. We’re fifteen some nights, but the rocks are Robbie and Mia, Justin and Em, Cam and Sophie, Neil, Bubba Ray, Gabbie, and me — Kat. We’re an eclectic bunch.

Over the last two years Cam and I have been circling each-other but it keeps coming down to a timing thing. First there was someone called Paul with his arms locked around my waist, and by the time Paul moved on Cam was busy breaking his heart over some almond-eyed model. And when she moved on I was turning my sheet down for Benny-the-Banker. Cam and I have been sensitive to each-other’s pheromones for a long time. It’s an attraction that exists almost on another level, somehow.

I watch Cam scratching a non-existent itch on the back of his hand while he tells the table Sophie’s stayed home to work on a piece for her exhibition, and I wonder what lies he’s told to get here. He catches me thinking this and his eyes linger and soften. I could live within those eyes. I’ve had a hundred fantasies about unchewing Cam’s zip, crawling over him, my nipples deep inside his warm mouth, my back arching to his touch…

A pulse springs to life between my legs. I press down hard and squirm.

Bubba Ray — the youngest at Friday’s table — seems a little too animated as he tells his latest dirt-racing story. I think maybe he’s blown a line before he got here. He tells us how two cars that burned through the quarry last night both became airborne over a dangerous new speed-ramp. Bubba says one driver lost it on landing, swung sideways and slammed into a demountable council dunny. Contents of the upset can spread its sludgy stink around and had a few hardened boys hurling. Bubba throws his fist in the air and gives three cheers for the local squad on clean-up this morning. Reckons with all those flies making maggots in the early sun the entire squad will be screaming for triple pay. Everyone’s laughing — but mostly at Bubba.

Some fine music lifts a few from the table and drops them onto the dance floor. I’m watching Cam, thinking how much I’d like to lick the little nipples inside his tight green shirt. Like he’s read my mind, Cam suddenly stands, hesitates, then moves around next to me, lowers his voice, leans in and speaks dangerously close to my neck.

‘Let’s share something tonight, Kat.’

When I feel his hot breath that pulse thing happens again. I remind myself he’s living with Sophie and shake myself without moving. But when Cam rests his palm on my thigh I’m back to dreaming he’s sliding up and down on my sweat.

‘And Sophie?’

‘I’m moving out Kat. Come for a walk with me. Please. I need to talk.’

The adrenaline reaches my finger tips. I grab my bag and we step outside. My face welcomes the cool air. Cam walks backwards in front of me, smiling, keeps walking that way and saying nothing — right to the end of the block. We stop just around the corner, walk up a few stairs so we’re sheltered from direct sight and street light.

‘So Cam, what exactly is it you need to talk about?’

He says nothing. I know that first kiss is coming and I’m quietly hysterical. Cam moves closer and I rock back on my heels ‘til my body finds the wall. I see his face suddenly change like he just remembered something important. No more smile. Only hunger. He stares. Waits. I realise he needs my permission. The thought of finally tasting him, feeling his tongue deep inside my mouth, makes me dizzy. Finally, I nod a tiny yes. Cam’s mouth opens over mine and we fly some place, me making noises I don’t recognize and Cam heavy breathing through his nose. Next thing he’s in my ear saying, ‘God I want you Kat, God I want you Kat’, over and over like he’s crossing himself with the words.

There’s so much sex in the air I can feel the wall dripping.

My place is five kilometres away. His is further.

Cam steps back and pulls my arms down by my sides. He’d breathing deep and slow. He flattens my hands against the wall, tells me to leave them there. I do. It starts with an unbuttoning — the top few buttons of my black satin blouse. I’m trembling. Cam gently lifts my breasts out over my bra, moans with pleasure and kisses the base of my neck. I can hear myself panting but it sounds like someone else. Using his warm tongue, Cam slowly traces his way down to skim teasingly around my nipples. I’m aching and wet. Paralysed. Suddenly his mouth opens and he latches almost violently onto one breast, sucking savagely before moving to the other. The pleasure is excruciating.

People walk around the corner and we become statues ‘til they pass. I find Cam’s nipples beneath that green shirt and twist them erect. He’s moaning uncontrollably now. His right hand dives beneath my skirt, in through the leg of my undies to grab a handful of hair. He just holds it like that, really tight — a good hurt — and he maintains the tension while he kisses me again. I urgently suck in his tongue and push my pubic bone hard against his fisted hand. But he won’t let go. Two can play this game.

I fumble to get at his fly and he helps me open it just far enough. I can’t believe how hot and beautiful he feels, or that we’re making out only metres from the main street. Warm pre-come dribbles down my wrist as I pinch the skin off above his testicles, and holding tightly, stretch them down as far as they’ll go. I don’t stop ‘til Cam calls out in exquisite pain. He releases my pubes, pushes his hand between my legs and moves his fingers in firm slippery circles.

‘Oh God Cam. I’m close!’

He quickly tugs my undies to the side and pushes his beautiful hard erection between my thighs. I lift one leg, squirming until his head is exactly in place, then drop down fast, stifling a howl of pleasure as he fills me. We mash in hard and Cam starts growling. He grabs two handfuls of my fleshy bottom and pumps with everything he’s got.

We come standing there like that, both trying to hold each-other up. My whole body feels like it’s in shock. I feel like a leaf spinning down from a tree, and for a moment I think I’m going to fall over.

‘Oh, Kat baby. Jesus Kat, do you know how long I’ve wanted to do that?’

‘Ahh. Umm. About as long as me, maybe? I can’t believe…did that really just happen?’

Still puffing, Cam presses a row of slow kisses across my forehead then nuzzles in against my neck, and falls silent. We just stay there for a while holding each-other tight. We cool off fast in the night air and I start shivering.

‘Hey Cam, I’m cold and I need some tissues from my bag.’

‘I’m not letting you go ‘til you tell me I can come home with you. Tonight. Right now. I want to do that incredible thing again, properly. And possibly again. No, definitely again. Say yes, Kat. Please say you’ll take me home.’

‘Mmmm. Again and again? Wow. Sounds like heaven. Lets go home.’

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