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This was the comedown.
The period where I turned into a pool of mush, where there was nothing left, not even a breath.
“That was …” I swallowed. “Wow.” My finger very slowly slid out, my palm moved off my clit, and my feet dropped to the floor, the coldness from the wood below shaking me awake.
As I connected our gazes, I almost couldn’t fathom what was looking back at me.
His untamed eyes.
His feral mouth.
How his hands were wringing together, like he was stopping himself from reaching for me.
This was a side of Camden I hadn’t seen.
I quietly searched for a blanket, a throw pillow, anything to cover myself up and not feel as exposed.
But there was nothing.
“Oaklyn …”
“Yes?”
It took him a while to respond. “I didn’t see that coming.”
“No?” I filled my lungs. “What did you think was going to happen?”
His eyelids narrowed, his hands releasing the lock they had been in, and he briefly traced the inside of my knee. “Notthat.”
Becausethat, his eyes told me, had impressed him.
Becausethat, his mouth showed me, had proven to him that I could handle this.
Even silently, the honesty on his face radiated in a way I’d never experienced from him before.
But there was something else behind that gaze.
Something that made me say, “Is this the end of the lesson?”
Air came out of him as though he were blowing through a straw. “Unless you want to do that all over again, which I have no objection to.”
“No.” I laughed, the thought ridiculous. I couldn’t come again—there was no way. “I was asking for a different reason.”
“Which is?”
I sat up a little taller, moving my hair to one side in case it was looking a bit wild. “I want to make you feel the same way I just felt.” My arms wrapped around my stomach, the shyness creeping back in as I nodded toward the extremely large tent in his sweats. “You know, I could try and take care of that. With your direction, of course.”
SIX
Camden
Oaklyn was perked up tall and completely naked on my couch, her creamy skin a bit sweaty and flushed, looking absolutely fucking gorgeous. She always appeared exceptional in clothes, that heart-shaped ass the kind I wanted to constantly grab and squeeze, tits that would fit so well in my hands, nipples that liked to taunt me as they hardened under her clothes.
She had the kind of body that deserved to be worshipped.
But naked was an entirely different story.
She was perfect, to the point where I couldn’t stay away, where underneath my T-shirt and sweats, I was just as damp and heated as her.
