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As I sucked him, I stroked the spot behind his balls, letting saliva run down his length to help ease the way before I pushed the tip of my index finger into him. His whimpers and moans spurred me on, making my cock strain against the sheets and leak precum. Cam gasped and groaned as he fought against the urge to come in my mouth, his salty fluid only making me suck harder and work him faster.
“Fuck,” he hissed. “So close.”
I gave him one more deep suck, plunging his cock to the back of my throat and moaning around it before pulling away entirely. He whimpered again, this time in desperation as I left his cock and grabbed the lube. His dark eyes widened as I uncapped the bottle and poured a generous amount on hand, stroking myself to slick up, my length aching and sensitive, so close already.
Dropping down again, I slid my fingers between his cheeks and stroked his hole. It fluttered and shivered under my touch before I lifted his legs, placed his feet flat on the mattress, and lined my cock up. “Ready?”
He nodded frantically. “Please.”
God, how I loved hearing that word come out of his mouth. I could have let the whole night pass by making him beg to be fucked, beg to come, but instead I gave him what he wanted, easing my cock into him. Cam’s hands made fists in the sheets and he arched his back as I moved, burying my erection in his tight heat.
I groaned involuntarily as I bottomed out. He felt even better than I’d remembered, his body gripping my shaft as I fought the urge to let go so soon. I pulled back and thrust into him, shifting his legs so they were against my chest, his feet over my shoulders as I fucked him. Pounding into him, I kept my gaze fixed on his, the connection all the more intense for it. Cam moved his hand to his leaking cock and stroked, slowly at first, his breath hitching and tightening as we moved together.
He closed his eyes for a second and when he opened them again, I knew he was close, too close. I squeezed his legs and nodded. “Do it.” A second later, his orgasm tore out of him with a moan, cum shooting across his chest and neck in thick spurt after spurt. His ass clenched around me as the waves hit him, wrenching my orgasm from me. I fucked into him hard before my rhythm stuttered to a stop as I released my load into him, groaning as I did.
When we were both spent, I pulled out and collapsed next to him on the bed. I started to get up and he grabbed my arm and pulled me back down to him. “Cleanup can wait,” he murmured. “I don’t want you to go anywhere just yet.”
“You’re covered in cum.”
Cam shrugged. “I don’t mind. It’s kind of hot.”
“You’ll feel different when it’s dry and itchy.”
Another shrug. “You could always help.” He dipped a finger in a smear of cum across his chest and then wiped it on my lip.
I gripped his wrist and sucked his finger clean, drawing a low moan from deep in his chest and making him squirm. When I let go, he whined. “Let me get us a towel,” I said with a laugh. “We have plenty of time for getting dirty again later.”
Once the mess was taken care of, I settled into the bed again and pulled him against me. Cam’s breathing quickly became deep and even as he slipped into unconsciousness, but I couldn’t help but let my mind wander. I started to worry about everything—the decisions we’d made, the changes to our lives, the way I’d decided to uproot everything for a guy I barely knew. I couldn’t help but wonder how we’d actually make it work. We had everything against us. The worst of the nagging thoughts was less about all of the other factors and more about Cam himself. What if he decided he didn’t want me after all?
Chapter Eighteen
Cam
Iwokethenextmorning with my husband beside me, deeply happy to have him there. We had breakfast together and chatted about the day’s plans. Oliver was headed up to DC for the day to scout locations with a real estate agent his Vegas agent had connected him with, and I was going to the office to tackle my email inbox, which probably contained four hundred emails, mostly not important.
I still hadn’t heard from my boss yet over whether she’d let me go fully remote and as I walked into the building, my stomach fluttered with nerves. Oliver couldn’t live on the East Coast full time—he had a whole restaurant to run back in Vegas—and I wanted nothing more than for us to be together as much as possible without annoying each other, at least until we were out of the “getting to know you” phase of our relationship. I greeted everyone as I made my way to my office and settled into my chair with a sigh.
When I did get my email open, I saw that I had a mere three hundred twenty-seven emails and I sighed again. No sooner had I started to go through them one at a time than my boss messaged me on our office messenger program.
Erica: Can you come see me when you get a free moment? I want to talk to you about your request.
Cam: Sure thing. Give me ten minutes.
I took a deep breath and braced myself for bad news, reading a few more emails before I went to her office. I tapped my knuckles on the doorframe and waited for her to invite me in.
Erica looked up from her computer and took off her glasses, gesturing to the chairs in front of her desk. “Come in and have a seat.” My stomach hurt as I sat down and bit the inside of my lip, waiting for her to speak. “How was your vacation?”
I chuckled a little, hoping it didn’t reveal how nervous I was. “We had a good time.”
“Vegas, right?”
“A bachelor party,” I said with a nod.
“You must have had a great time, judging by the email you sent me.” When I raised my eyebrows wordlessly, she clarified. “The one about going fully remote.”
“Yeah, I…” I cleared my throat. “They’re not necessarily related. I’ve just been thinking about it a lot and now seemed like a good time to ask.”
“No time like the present?”
