I dip my fingers into my sleep pants, waiting for Cam to do the same. We both take our clothes off.
Holy shit.
I’ve seen him before, but this . . . completely naked, standing in front of me. Just for me.Jesus.“Holy shit, Cam.”
“Thanks,” he says cockily.
“You’re a dick. Get over here.”
He laughs, getting onto the bed and nudging my thighs apart. “Fuck, you’re so pretty, Bo. He kisses my neck, my throat, my collarbone. His lips make a slow path down my stomach before stopping right above my cock. He licks a fat stripe up my dick and I nearly bite my tongue. He looks up, smirking. “Did you short circuit? Impressed with my blow-job skills?”
I lean forward, cupping his face. “I can see now why Tatiana said what she said.” He pushes me back as I laugh.
“You’re so mean to me.”
“Cam, if you aren’t inside me in the next five minutes, I’m going to ask Jamie and Noah if they’d like a third.” His mouth drops open. “Right, so let’s go!”
Shaking his head, he fits himself back between my legs, and putting them over his shoulders, he glares at me. “Mean.” He presses soft kisses to the inside of my thighs, and the mock anger in his eyes softens as he looks at me. Really looks at me. “Jesus, Bo. He nuzzles his face between my thighs, taking me in, and his lips skim the crease there. “Fucking beautiful.”
I grab my cock, jerking a little as he kisses and licks. “Please do something.” I’m dying for it. Cam finally takes mercy on me and takes me between his lips. My back arches into the suction. Holy shit. His mouth grips me. With one rough suck I swear he ends my life. My legs spread wider. I need him. I give up control completely. “More, Cam.”
It sinks in right now. This is mine. Mine for whenever I want it and he wants me. This is us. I don’t have to rush, we’ll get amillion more moments just like this one. Cam won’t freak out after either. “You better cuddle me after this.”
Cam’s face lifts from between my thighs. “I’m the cuddle master. Wait!” He frowns. “I didn’t bring lube.”
“Well, that right there is a deal breaker.” Getting off the bed, Cam goes to the nightstand.
“Oh, shit.” He pulls out a full bottle of lube. “Why would you have lube in the guest nightstand?”
“It’s Noah. I wouldn’t ask.” Cam gets back on the bed, and I can’t look away from his sculpted chest, his waist, his cock jutting forward and curving slightly. I want it. I need him. Sitting back on his heels, he spreads lube on his fingers. “I’ll be fine, Cam. My toy is bigger than you are.”
“Can you not right now?” Heat sprinkles in his eyes, though. “Do you think about me while you use it?” I roll my eyes. “What?! I want to know.” Cam gets back between my thighs, lying on his side, and my left leg goes over his stomach while he rests his head on the top of my right thigh. “Mmf.” His fingers touch and play.
“Fuck, Bo.” His golden eyes glance up, and he looks drunk. Without hesitation he licks a fat stripe across my hole.
I whimper, gripping the sheets on either side of me. Cam has me spread open. He looks up and our eyes lock as he leans in, putting his mouth on my hole and massaging my ring of muscle with his tongue. Warm and wet, each lick and soothe of his tongue makes me soften. “Fuck, Cam,” I whine. He takes his time licking, stroking, running his nose along my crack, pressing kisses everywhere he goes. My legs are shaking. One finger carefully slides inside me.
“I do,” I gasp, finally answering him about my toy. “I do think about you. Every time I use it.” Cam pushes deeper, his thumb massaging my perineum.
“That’s what I want to hear.” Cam kisses my thigh then bites my ass cheek. “So tight.” He pulls out and I almost scream, until he adjusts himself to lick up my crack and over my balls. My fingers tighten in the sheets. He circles his tongue around my rim then breaches the muscle. I clench and tremble. He spreads my legs wider.
“Fuck.”
His fingers slide inside, two this time, then his tongue returns, mapping a path around his fingers as he stretches me open.
Cam looks up again and it steals the breath from my lungs. This. I have this forever. All the time. We have the best parts of our friendship while having all the best parts of a relationship. Honestly, the only thing that will change is the sex. “I can’t believe this is real.”
“Real, baby.” Cam sucks one of my balls into his mouth, spreading his fingers inside me, and my body melts into the touch. With a twist he finds that spot, and I shatter. “Oh shit. That it?”
“Y-yes.”
Not minding the noises that leave me, Cam obliterates me. “Damn, you taste good.” He fits in a third, his lips wrapping around my cock. Precum floods his mouth and he moans, swallowing it down. Oh fuck, it feels good. Too good.
“Cam, s-stop.”
With a cocky grin he lets me go. “I’m awesome.” I roll my eyes. Cam grabs the bottle of lube, pouring some into his hand, then he strokes himself. Fuck, he’s a good size. “Huge, right?” He smirks.
“Just thinking about how calm I am, and how not nervous I am about taking your mildly okay-looking, on the smaller size dick.” Cam laughs and finishes stroking himself. I can tell he’s a bit nervous, whether from the weight of this moment or the fear it won’t go well. “Hey.” Cam looks up. “Come here.”
