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“Uh…” I pull back, but she grips the hem of my shorts and yanks them down. “Cami…” I lower my voice, pushing the chair out from under the table. “You better not.”
Her delicate fingers wrap around my shaft, and my entire body succumbs to her touch.
Fuck. Me.
She rises up on her knees just enough to place her lips around the tip of my cock, and I scramble to move away because she’s testing my control. However, she digs her nails into my thigh with one hand while gripping my length with the other and halts me in place. The moment I feel her hot breath brush over my sensitive skin, I know I don’t have a fighting chance to resist her.
I’ve wanted her for so long and can’t deny how incredible it feels to have her mouth on me. Tilting my head, I watch as she devours every inch of me. I fist her hair and admire how gorgeous she looks on her knees.
“You suck me so fucking good, Cami.” My eyes roll back. She twists her wrists, stroking me faster and harder while twirling her tongue like a goddamn goddess. “Shit.”
My arms fall, unable to concentrate on anything other than how good she’s making me feel. I’m already close and about to explode. With a loud pop, Cami leans back and wipes her mouth. She flashes a wide, perfect smile, then gets to her feet.
Confused, I glare at her. “Uh…” I clear my throat, unsure of what I’m supposed to say.
“You finish inside me, or you don’t finish at all.”
“You know I can just get myself off, right?” I challenge, shifting uncomfortably in the chair.
“Sure, but you’ll have to live with the fact that you chose your hand over my pussy.”
“Cami,” I growl. “Quit being a sadist and get your sexy mouth over here.”
“Mmm…nah. Good luck with that.” She points at my painful erection and winks, then walks away.
I’m not about to let her get her way and win, so I quickly pull up my shorts and follow her. She sees me coming and runs.
“No! Go away!” she scream-laughs, rushing up the stairs as fast as she can. Before she gets to the third floor, I grab her wrist and yank her to my chest.
We’re both panting and smiling as she tries to escape my grip. “Where do you think you’re going?”
“To my room. Alone.”
“Wouldn’t you rather have some company?” I arch a brow, pushing her into the wall with my hips so she can feel my cock rub against her. If she wants to play games with me, I’ll make the next move and show her who’s gonna win this battle.
She glares at me, looking like pure temptation, and shrugs. “I got off. You’re the one with blue balls.”
Burying my face in her neck, I chuckle against her ear as I slide my hands over her body. “I have plenty of bikini images of you in my spank bank to finish what you started, but you wanna know the best part? You’re not talking in any of them. I’ll blow my load in less than ten seconds flat.”
Cami gasps, pushing hard against my chest, and I release her. She sneers and takes off to her room, slamming the door behind her.
I can’t help laughing as I make my way to the kitchen to clean up the mess. She has no idea what she’s in for if she thinks I’m just another person who’ll give in to her demands with the snap of her fingers. Granted, I want to fuck her senseless until we’re both panting, but I’m not giving in that easily. If she wants me, she’s going to have to work for it.
After everything is cleaned, I take Bruno outside for his daily exercise, then jump in the shower. I can’t wipe the grin off my dopey face when I relive Cami’s lips on me. That image will forever be ingrained in my mind no matter what. It’s a fantasy I’ve had since I was a teenager, and as soon as it became a reality, it was programmed into my eternal memory.
I reply to emails and take a couple of video calls to appease my boss, but it’s a waste of time, considering nothing’s changed in the past few days. I’m keeping in contact with my clients and trying to prove myself, but I refuse to be annoying and pushy when so many jobs have been furloughed, and people have been laid off. I’m fortunate I can do some of my work from home and still earn a paycheck, so I’m not taking that for granted, but I’m also empathic.
I can put people first and be good at my job, regardless of what my supervisor thinks.
Checking my phone, I notice a missed call from Ryan and immediately worry. I return it, but he doesn’t answer, so I text him instead.
