I spent another hour and a half mingling, drinking, and eating. The people Jen and Noah introduced me to were more than nice, but there were too many to keep track of. They ended up turning into a whirlwind of names and faces. Jen's friend Natalie was memorable because she tended to speak as if words were at a premium and she had to use every syllable as fast as possible.

"I'll arrange some lunch dates with only a few people at a time," Jen promised me. "It'll be easier to get to know everyone in smaller groups."

I thanked her, feeling relieved. It was a bit overwhelming, partying with so many people who seemed to already know everything about me, when I knew so little about them.

Cameron kept his distance. He seemed to be having a good time hanging out with his friends, though. He actually seemed happy around these people, in a more genuine way than I'd ever seen at his parties. With this crowd, he seemed at ease in a way he never did with the hangers-on he surrounded himself with at his house parties.

Although he was busy having fun, laughing and drinking and telling jokes, it didn't keep him from throwing quick, wicked smirks my way. The heat in his eyes was enough to make me flush. When he looked me up and down, lingering on my legs and chest, I knew exactly what he was thinking.

And I couldn't help but think the same things.

We were only five minutes away from the two hour mark when Cameron came up to me, interrupting a conversation I'd been having with a girl named Cerise. It turned out she was a rock star too, the lead singer in her own band Cherry Lips. Between her name and the dyed, dark cherry red hair cascading down her back, she really had a theme going.

"Just the woman I was looking for." Cameron grinned as he slung an arm around my shoulders.

I stiffened at first, then relaxed. It wasn't too intimate a touch. In fact, it was the exact same gesture I'd seen Cameron give my brother a handful of times. Cameron really was the handsy type.

"Hope I'm not interrupting you two lovely ladies?" Cameron asked.

"Would you care if you were?" Cerise retorted.

"Nope," Cameron said cheerfully.

"I was just asking Cerise what it's like being a girl in the rock music industry," I said.

"You thinking of starting up your own riot girl band?" Cameron teased, poking me in the cheek.

I swatted his hand away, brows furrowing. "I'm afraid Noah got all the musical talent in the family."

"You'd make a bad ass rocker chick," Cerise noted with a smile. "Your pissed off, don't-fuck-with-me look is on point."

"It's that patented Hart scowl," Cameron said with a laugh. "I can't get enough of it."

I fought to smooth my displeased expression. Noah was grumpy enough for the both of us. I didn't need to add to it.

"It's about that time for me to get going," Cameron told us. He tilted his head toward me, giving me a secret smile. "I'm calling a taxi to take me back to the mansion. You want to hitch a ride?"

"You live together?" Cerise asked, her interest piqued.

"It's like a roommate thing," I hurried to explain. "Just until school starts and I move into the dorms." I let out a nervous laugh. "Noah wanted me to live with him, but after walking in on him and Jen having sex one too many times, I decided I needed my own space."

"A billion square foot mansion certainly counts as space," Cerise agreed.

"I am getting a bit tired," I lied. "I think I'll head home with you."

Cameron kept his arm around me as I went about the room saying my goodbyes. It made me slightly nervous, to be touching each other so publicly, but I tried to reason with myself. Cameron acted like this with everyone.

I spotted Noah and Jen as we made our way to the exit. Noah turned his head to us. Instinctively, I ducked out from Cameron's arm.

I saw Cameron's lips twitch downward out of the corner of my eyes, but I didn't have time to say anything. Noah and Jen were already approaching.

"You leaving now?" Noah asked. "Are you feeling okay? Had too much to drink?"

"No, I'm fine. Cameron's heading home so I figured we could share the taxi."

Jen stared at me. No, she was staring at both me and Cameron, flicking her eyes between the two of us.

I knew she was already suspicious. We had to get out of there before Cameron forgot himself and did or said something to confirm those suspicions.

"Thank you for throwing the party," I said. "It was awesome meeting your friends, they're really great. Hopefully we can all get together again soon."

Jen nodded slowly. "Everyone loves you," she told me. Her eyes were fixed on Cameron.

I quickly moved to give Noah a hug goodbye.

"You make sure Lily gets home okay," Noah told Cameron over my shoulder. "No crazy detours."

Cameron smirked. "Don't worry, I'll keep her safe. It won't be like last time I took a taxi home."

I eyed the two of them. "Do I even want to know what happened last time?"

"No," they both said at the same time.

Cameron and I left the party and got into the waiting vehicle. The moment the doors were closed he pulled me into his lap.

"It was torture, watching you in that tight little dress all evening and knowing I couldn't touch you." Cameron placed a sucking kiss on my collarbone. "I might just have to keep you up all night before I'm satisfied."

He ran his hands up and down my exposed thighs. Tingles began to form between my legs.

"We're in a taxi," I scolded him, but my words came out breathless.

His thumbs brushed the soft inner skin. "You sure you want to wait until we get home?"

I seriously considered it for a moment.

I pushed away from him, taking my own seat. "It won't take long to get there."

Cameron let out a fake sigh. "I suppose I can be patient." A wicked gleam appeared in his eyes. "But that just means I'll have to keep you up even later." He placed his lips near my ear. "I'm going to fill up that sweet cunt of yours and make you come on my cock for hours."

I crossed my legs, pressing my thighs together, trying to relieve the ache pulsing inside me.

The ride was mercifully short. Cameron pushed a handful of bills into the driver's hand and pulled me out of the taxi. His tongue was in my mouth before the driver had even squealed away.

I clung to him, the press of his lips making me as dizzy and breathless as they had the first time we'd kissed.

We stumbled through the front door. Cameron kicked it closed. He pressed me up against the wall. His hand cradled the back of my head, protecting it. I tilted my chin up, taking more of his kisses. His tongue played with mine. Desire surged through me. I breathed in sharply. The taste and smell of him, something warm and fresh and uniquely Cameron, made my head spin.

We kissed with a fierce passion. One hand pressed on the small of my back, urging me closer. The other gripped the back of my neck, tugging me forward to crash our lips together again and again.

I made a soft noise of disappointment when Cameron pulled away. He trailed his lips from my mouth, down my chin, to my neck. He licked a slow line up my throat. Shivers coursed through me. He nipped at my collarbone. I gasped. His one hand moved from my back to my thigh. He dragged my skirt up to my waist, revealing my panties. His hard length pressed against his front zipper, jeans and thin cotton the only thing separating us. I rubbed myself against him shamelessly, wanting more. Wanting everything.

Cameron groaned as I squirmed, his length turning even harder. His grip on my hair tightened as it twitched.

I could feel him against me, the heat of that stiff cock burning me even through layers of fabric. My mind went hazy with desire. I felt a sudden urge to feel him on my lips, to taste him on my tongue.

I squirmed out of his hold and lowered myself to the floor, until I was on my knees in front of him. I peeked up through my lashes. His stare scorched me from the inside. Cameron cupped the back of my head, fingers sifting through the long strands.

"You sure?" he asked. The words were rough with need.

I nodded.

His eyes darkened, pupils blown wide. "I've wanted that sweet mouth of yours wrapped around my cock for months."

My breathing went shallow. My face flushed red hot, those words nearly undoing me. I slowly popped open the button and pulled down the zipper. His cock fell into my hands, warm and thick, and weeping a single drop at the tip.

I darted out my tongue with a small lick.

Cameron groaned.

I placed my lips on the head and gave it a light kiss.

He twisted his fingers in my long strands.

I opened my mouth and slowly slid down his shaft, enjoying the taste and texture of him on my tongue.

Cameron cursed and bucked his hips. I choked a little and pulled back.

"Shit, sorry," Cameron breathed.

"It's okay," I said hoarsely.

But I didn't let it deter me for long. I dived back down, taking him further into my mouth.

I didn't really know what I was doing. I just thought about what might make Cameron feel good.

I licked at the underside with my tongue as I pulled away. I sucked at the head, pressing my lips together in a tight circle. I bobbed my head forward and began the process all over again.

Before long Cameron was tugging at my hair urgently. "Fuck, Lily—"

I pulled back with a pop, letting his cock leave my mouth entirely. He cursed, panting heavily, close to the edge.

I took him in my hands again. I placed another sucking kiss on the tip. I licked around the crown. I took him back in my mouth.

I waited until his thigh muscles were straining, until his cock began to twitch.

I pulled back again.

"Shit!" Cameron groaned. "You're killing me."

A sly smile crossed my lips.

I tongued a slow line up his cock, from the base of his shaft to the head. I sucked lightly on the tip, just putting enough pressure to make him moan. I took him down again. This time I tried to go as far as I could. My throat muscles fluttered as I suppressed a cough. I didn't want to ruin this.

Cameron groaned as I fought to relax, trying not to gag. I waited, breathing shallowly. I kept his cock in my mouth until his thighs were trembling.

I swallowed.

"Fuck!" His hand slammed against the wall keeping him from falling forward.

I let out a pleased hum, causing another moan to escape his mouth.

I decided to have mercy on him. I slid my mouth up and down his shaft in a steady rhythm, using my lips to tease at the head on every withdrawal.

Before too long, his cock filled out in my mouth, becoming even thicker.

"If you don't stop, I'm going to come on those pretty pink lips," Cameron warned with a short, panted breath.

My only response was to suck harder.

Moments later his cock pulsed, warm fluid hitting the back of my throat. I fought to swallow it down before I drowned.

Cameron slowly pulled out, still hard, still pulsing, coating my tongue. He took himself in his hand and popped free of my mouth. He let the head rest on my bottom lip. He continued pulsing, painting my lips with sticky wetness.

His eyes were transfixed on my mouth. I slowly brushed my tongue along my bottom lip, catching a taste of his tip along with it. I licked at the head, catching every drop. I kept my eyes trained on him the entire time.

He grunted and finally pulled away, too sensitive to continue. He tucked himself back in his jeans. He pulled me up from my knees, planting his mouth on mine in a heated kiss. He didn't seem to mind that he was tasting himself on my lips.

"You fucking tease," he murmured into my lips. "You like playing games?"

"Not as much you do," I replied with a playful smile.

"This isn't the kind of game I'd want us to play at my house parties."

I shuddered at the thought. "I'm not into exhibitionism, sorry."

"No?" he grinned mischievously. "Sometimes the thrill of getting caught is worth it."

"Not when you're Noah Hart's little sister."

The smile slid off Cameron's face. I knew exactly what he was thinking.

"I'll tell him soon," I promised. "I want everyone to know about us, too."

Cameron examined me closely. "I know you're worried about how he'll react. Fuck, I'm worried too. But whatever happens, we'll work through it."

I buried my face in Cameron's chest and breathed in deeply.

I wished I could be as optimistic as him.

But I knew my brother.

Telling Noah wasn't going to be easy.