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“What am I hanging a fucking picture on the wall?” he asks, his voice muffled.
“No!” Now I have the giggles. “You’re not listening.”
“So stop talking.”
“What? Cam! You told me to give you instructions.”
“I didn’t realize how fucking annoying that would be.”
I smack the top of his head lightly, then run my fingers through his dark hair. “Do you also realize that if you don’t stop being annoying, I could crush your head like a cantaloupe with my thighs?”
“Your thighs are not that strong.”
“You have no idea how strong my thighs are. I can stay on a mechanical bull.”
“When did you ride a mechanical bull?”
“College. Townie bar. Four-for-one beer night.”
“Where is there a townie bar in downtown Chicago?” he asks me, staring up at me from between my thighs.
His glasses are smudged. I start giggling again. “It wasn’t at my college. I visited my high school friend. Why are we talking about this now?”
“We’re not. You are. I told you to stop talking. And surprise, surprise, you’re being disobedient.” He squeezes one of my folds.
That robs me of the giggles. “Oh, yeah? What are you going to do about it?” My voice is breathless.
“I’m taking you off this couch. It feels like we’re in fucking high school.”
“Well, that is usually when guys learn to eat pussy.”
I know I’m pushing his buttons and now it’s intentional. I want Cam to go to that place where he’s in control. Where he bosses me around and we both love it. I want him to take charge.
He doesn’t disappoint.
“That’s it.” He stands up and points to the bedroom. “Get your ass in that bed. Now.”
My nipples tighten, and I nod, eagerly. I start to pull my sweats back into place, but he reaches out and yanks them clean off my legs.
“No pants.”
“No pants,” I agree and stand up.
When I move past him, he cracks his palm on my bare ass and I gasp, my pussy growing wet immediately. Oh, yeah. This is better.
A glance over my shoulder shows he’s ripping off his shirt, revealing the hard plane of his lean, but muscular, chest. Way better.
Once I’m on the bed, Cam takes off my sweatshirt and kisses me until we’re both panting, and his cock is hard against my thigh. He rolls over onto the bed on his back.
“Get on my face.”
“That’s like skipping a few levels,” I tell him.
His expression brooks no arguments. “Sit. On. My. Face.” He palms my ass in both hands and hauls me up onto him.
“Oh, God!” I say when my pussy collides with his mouth and he sucks my clit.
I grab the headboard.
