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“No fucking way.” His hand tunnels beneath my shirt and up my back, fingers teasing along my bra, lingering on the snap. “We need to get you naked.”
“Cam…”
“Unless you just want to cuddle,” he suggests, using my favorite word. “I’d be down for some naked cuddling.”
“Is that your new code word for sex?”
“Well, yeah. Whatever it takes, Bumblebee.”
He kisses me then and I drown in his taste. In the firm strokes of his tongue and the way his hands drift all over my body. He’s sweeter tonight, not as commanding, and I fall for it.
Of course, I do.
Next thing I know I’m naked and he is too, and I’m still sitting astride him with his hands on my breasts and his already condom-covered cock poking my ass. I lift up, trying to align him so he can slide in easily, and he reaches around us, guiding himself inside my welcoming body, until I’m completely filled.
“Ride me,” he says, his hands on my hips, his hooded gaze on the spot where our bodies are connected.
I do as he says, slow at first, trying to find my rhythm, straining against him when he nudges a spot deep within me that sends imaginary sparks all over my skin. We’re moving together, slow and deep, our hips rocking, his cock filling me again and again. I close my eyes, lost in the moment. Swept up. Carried away by the throb of him deep within me, the sensation growing. Building. Spreading outward, racing through my veins.
We don’t say much. We barely look at each other, too caught up in the way we’re making each other feel. He’s groaning. I’m whimpering with his every thrust. He hits that spot again and I see stars. The orgasm rushes through me, my inner walls clamping tightly around his shaft, strangling his orgasm out of him as well. We come together like some sort of miracle just happened, and when it’s over, when I collapse on top of him and press my lips to his neck, the racing beat of his pulse pounding against my lips, I realize that I lied to myself.
I might be in love with Camden Fields after all.
THIRTY
BLAIR
It’s a Tuesday.The one day where Cam gets out of class early and I wait for him in his room at his apartment because Knox won’t be there. Cam rushes home from his class and we mess around for an hour before he goes to practice.
It is the best hour, ever. I enjoy myself immensely. The clever things the man comes up with to do to me in such a limited amount of time…
My body trembles just at the thought.
Since that game a few weeks ago, Cam and I have seen each other as much as possible, but have not clued anyone in on what we’re doing. It’s hard, keeping it a secret. I want to tell Knox. I want to tell everyone, but Cam isn’t ready. Why, I don’t know, and if I think about it too much, I get mad.
And that’s…that’s bad.
Especially because my parents are coming to this weekend’s game and I would love to tell them that Cam is my boyfriend. Even though we haven’t defined exactly what we’re doing, I don’t know how else to describe it. My hook-up partner? My booty call? No one says it’s a booty call anymore.
I’m at a loss.
I hear the front door open and close, and seconds later, Cam is opening his bedroom door, a smile on his beautiful face. He shuts it behind him and crosses his arms, watching me.
“Hi.” I wave at him.
“What are you doing?” He makes his way toward the bed, his steps slow. Methodical.
“Waiting for you.” I tuck the comforter closer to my body, only my arms and shoulders exposed. “Naked.”
“Just the way I like you.” He leans in, nuzzling the side of my face before finding my mouth, kissing me hard. I drown in his lips for a moment, pulling away to tug at the hem of his sweatshirt.
“Take your clothes off.”
With a chuckle he does exactly that, slipping beneath the comforter with me, rolling me over onto my back, so he can kiss me.
Devour me.
I let him, kissing him in return, letting my hands roam all over his bare skin. It’s like this for a few minutes, until he becomes impatient and starts issuing orders, which always work in my favor.
