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“Us.”
She says the word without any fear. Like it’s so logical, us being together. While it’s difficult for me to wrap my head around the possibility of us still, I’m starting to see it.
Believe it.
Clearing my throat, I lean against the edge of her dresser, crossing my arms. “You didn’t do what I told you earlier.”
Blair blinks at me, her expression one of pure innocence. “Do what?”
“Take off my sweatshirt.”
“You’re not wearing a sweatshirt,” she points out.
“But you are. And that sweatshirt belongs to me.” I incline my head in her direction. “Take it off.”
“Cam…”
“Do it, B.”
Heaving a big sigh, she rises up on her knees and tugs the sweatshirt up, revealing her beautiful naked body to my gaze. She tosses the hoodie onto the floor but remains on her knees in the center of the bed, spreading her legs a little.
Fuck, what a sight. Smooth skin and heavy breasts topped with dark pink nipples. Slender waist and sexy hips. A neat little landing strip of dark blonde pubic hair leads to her pussy. She’s gorgeous.
Blair runs her hands down her thighs and I’m hit with a thought.
“Touch yourself.”
Her hands pause on her knees, her eyes widening. “What?”
“Touch yourself,” I repeat. “Show me how you like it.”
“Camden…”
“Do it. Don’t be shy.” I raise my brows. “I like to watch.”
“You do?” Her voice is a little shaky and I wonder if I’m freaking her out. But shit, this isn’t a big deal, is it? She should show me how she likes to be touched. I have an idea, but it’s always fun to watch.
Not that I’ve ever been much of a watcher in the past. I’m more of a doer. But when it comes to Blair, I’m up for anything.
Everything.
“I like to watch you,” I clarify, which gives her the boost of confidence I’d hoped. Squaring her shoulders, she straightens her spine, her hands still gripped tightly on her knees. “Show me, Bumblebee. Get yourself off knowing I’m watching your every move.”
Her lips part, her eyes seeming to glaze over, and she lifts her hands, cupping them around her breasts. “Like this?”
I nod, my cock already responding. “Keep going.”
She lifts her tits up toward me like an offering, brushing her thumbs back and forth across her hardening nipples, and I lick my lips, tempted to say fuck it and jump on her.
But I don’t. I remain where I’m at, leaning uncomfortably against the damn dresser, my cock already straining the front of my boxers. She lets go of her breasts until it’s just her thumb and index finger tugging on her nipples, so hard she hisses in a breath.
“Hurt?” I ask.
Blair slowly shakes her head, her blonde hair sliding over her shoulders. “Feels good.”
This girl.
Pardon me,woman.
