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“Whatever. I can’t believe your sister just walked in on us making out.”
Linking my fingers behind my head, I lie back on my bed. “It’s a good thing you stopped me from getting that top off or she would’ve seen those great tits too.”
She glares at me. “Could you not call them that? It’s so…crude.”
It also makes her blush, and that’s why I like saying stuff like that, but I don’t let her know.
After she has taken some calming breaths, we make our way out to my sister and mom. Trazia won’t look at me and Blaire keeps pushing my hand away from her thigh. Mom is oblivious to everything going on. After she caught me having sex on the couch in high school, I think my mom is immune to any kind of antics I get into. In my defense, Trazia was staying at a friend’s house, and I thought my mom was working a double that night.
The evening ends too soon, as it usually does when I visit my family. Eventually, Trazia forgets about walking in on Blaire and me because she is laughing at a story Blaire is telling them of when we came home from a date and Maddox had declared a Nerf war on the household and had already convinced Mateo, Conrad, and Levi to join in on the game. It ended with Blaire camping out in the bathtub the entire time and when it was only Maddox left, she took him by surprise when he went in there to take a leak.
As we say goodbye, my mom promises again that she will be at my game next weekend, and I tell her I will leave the tickets for her and Trazia at the entrance and they’ll be sitting by Blaire, Emree, and Jules.
It’s late by the time we get back to my house and Blaire had fallen asleep during the ride. I carry her up into the house and she stirs awake. “I can walk.”
“Of course you can, but then I wouldn’t be able to grab your ass while I’m holding you.” I smile down at her and she rolls her eyes.
After we change and get into bed, I close my eyes with my girl in my arms and my heart so happy that I feel like I have everything I could ever want.
27
BLAIRE
“Fuck, baby, just like that,” Camden encourages me as he closes his eyes and leans back against my headboard.
We’re in my room at my apartment where I’m currently straddling his lap with him inside me. It’s a new position and my legs are getting tired, but the lost-in-lust face he is giving me makes it all worth it.
He grabs my hips and guides me up and down on him, and I can feel that welcoming build coming. I toss my head back and get lost in the feel. Camden wraps his arms around my waist and begins shooting his hips up, causing me to go off.
“Oh God, Camden,” I moan, breathless as my orgasm takes over.
“Fuck yes,” he groans, burrowing his face in my neck as he finds his own release.
He holds me there, his forehead against mine as our ragged breaths mingle in front of us.
“I could die in this moment and be the happiest man alive.”
I can’t help but laugh and the movement causes me to clench around him.
“Oh hell, don’t do that,” he groans.
Camden lifts me off him and takes care of the condom, throwing it away in the trash by my desk. After using the bathroom, I meet him in bed and cuddle up against his chest. He begins playing with my hair as we bask in the bliss of this post-sex feeling.
We were staying at my apartment tonight, something we rarely do, since the guys won their game today and were having an impromptu party, but neither of us was in the mood. I wasn’t able to go to their game because of work, so Camden came by the bar and waited until my shift ended. I told him more than once to go and enjoy celebrating with his friends, but he said all he wanted to do was go to bed with me. Which we did the moment we got through the door of my apartment.
Being with Camden is unlike anything I imagined. I never knew sex could be like this and thought that Emree was overreacting when she would tell me about her hookups over the last year. Turns out, I truly enjoy something I have been scared of for so long. Not sure if I would enjoy it if it wasn’t for the man beside me.
Camden is gentle with me and admires my body each time we’re together. And every time after we have sex, he cuddles me against his chest, where I get to hear his heartbeat as I fall asleep. I can’t imagine it is always like this. He has told me sex for him was simple before. He never cuddled or even spent the night with the girls he was with, but with me he enjoys that part almost as much as the actual act. I think part of that has to do with our feelings for each other.
I haven’t told him those three important words and he hasn’t said them again since the first time we had sex. I think he is waiting for me to get to that point also, but the problem is I’m there. I’m just afraid of giving him my entire heart and it being broken in the end.
“Hey, Camden?” I whisper.
“Yeah, baby.”
Biting my lip, I go back and forth in my head if this is the moment I tell him. But I’m happy and I want to remember this feeling. “I love you.”
“I know,” he says simply.
