Page 6 of The Bachelor


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“But, Camden, I want to experience that first.” As she sighed, her head tilted back to stare at the ceiling. “I want to feel intimacy. Pleasure. All the things that are exchanged when you share something like that with a man.”

“You will. I fucking promise you that.”

“But when?” Her head straightened, and she twisted the stem of her wineglass, the dark burgundy liquid sloshing against the sides of the glass. “I’ve waited this long, and it hasn’t happened. At this point, it feels like it never will.” She held up her hand. “I don’t expect you to have an answer for that.” She moved those same fingers to her mouth. “I can’t even believe I told you all this.”

“Listen, if this were an NFL game and the spread was a year, I’d take the under.”

Her stare intensified. “You really think it’s going to happen within the next twelve months?”

“Yes.”

“And if it doesn’t?”

I sucked an ice cube into my mouth, smashing it between my molars. “I’d be shocked.”

Silence ticked, and then, “I’m going to put something out into the universe, and I’ll possibly regret it later, but the wine has certainly taken over everything I’m saying now.”

“You have my full attention.”

“Good, because I have a proposition for you, Camden Dalton.”

The way she’d said my last name made my dick clutch hard.

I kicked my feet onto the table and set my tumbler on my lap. “Just what I’m good at. Hit me with it.”

“I’ve seen the movie, and I refuse to become that main star—in other words, I will not be the forty-year-old virgin. I also don’t want to give myself to just anyone and, at the end of it, be regretful because it was dismal at best. I want my first time to be amazing.”

“What are you saying, Oaklyn?”

“I’m saying”—she untucked her legs and crossed them in front of her, leaning forward to bring us closer—“if I’m in the same situation a year from now, I want my first time to be with you. And I want you to teach me all the things I need to know, so I can be good at it.”

A full laugh wasn’t what came out of my mouth. This was more of a half, followed by me chugging the remaining vodka in my glass. “Let me get this straight. You want me to take your virginity and teach you how to please a man? That’s what you’re asking me?”

A series of images instantly played in my head—the tasting of that beautiful body, how wet I could make her pussy. The hugging of my dick, a type of virgin tightness that I hadn’t felt in a long time.

The fucking moaning.

Jesus Christ.

“Yes,” she responded.

My feet dropped to the floor. “Oaklyn, do you know what my sister would do to me if she found out? We shouldn’t even be having this conversation right now.”

“Camden—”

“No.” I shook my head. “You’re so fucking off-limits.”

She reached across the space, her hand gently touching my thigh. “Please listen to me, okay?”

It was just fingers casually resting on my leg, but something about them felt so good.

Too fucking good.

“I’ve heard you out.” I moved her hand away, assuming that feeling would leave with it. But it didn’t. “And what you don’t know—or maybe you do—is that I made Hannah a promise in high school that I wouldn’t go anywhere near you or any of her close friends. Even though that promise was a long time ago, it’s good for a lifetime.”

Back then, I had gotten around as much as I did now.

The bachelor, the ultimate player—Hannah rotated between titles, depending on the day, but they meant the same thing. I was the guy who had no plans on settling down, and my sister didn’t want me to fuck her friends and then leave them right after, which was what I was known for.

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