Page 3 of Yours Truly


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I don’t have any pictures of myself with me, but my Instagram handle is @amreengomaf if you want to stalk my Instagram pics.

I look forward to your next letter, naughty boy.

Amree

“Fuck, I’m so glad to be home again,” Ethan grumbled. Ethan was one of my closest friends, along with Nikolai, who was on my other side. The three of us had met boys through the pen pal program, who we’d figured out were actually a group of friends themselves. And all three of them were supposed to be here today, waiting for us so we could finally meet them.

My heart was racing in my chest. I was finally going to meet my naughty boy. My sweet Cameron. He’d written me up until he got my last letter, in which I gave him my phone number and told him I was coming home.

“I’ve been waiting on this forweeks,” Ethan grumbled. Nikolai was two steps ahead of us, on the hunt for Jayden, the boy he’d been writing back and forth with. “Draven has been hot and cold, and I can’t wait to watch him fall apart.”

I chuckled as we rounded the corner for baggage claim.

And there he was. Cameron. My boy.

He was standing against the wall next to two boys who were sitting—one in the other’s lap. I assumed they were his friends. They matched the descriptions he’d given.

Cameron nervously smiled at me and raised one hand in a short wave before curling his fingers into his palm and lowering it. His blue eyes were bright with nervousness, but he had nothing to be anxious over.

I was head over heels for him. I fell in love with him harder and harder with every letter he sent me and every picture he sent in his neatly addressed envelopes.

“Fuck, you’re even more perfect in person,” I rasped as I came to a stop in front of him. A beautiful blush stole over his handsome features. I cupped his cheek and stroked my thumb over his smooth skin. “I can’t believe this is real. That we’re finally fucking meeting.”

He smiled then, his eyes brightening even more. They had to be shining brighter than any Christmas lights ever could.

He truly was magnificent.

“I’ve been so nervous about this,” he confessed, his voice quiet. “But you’re just as nice as you were in your letters.”

I chuckled and stepped closer to him. His breath hitched in his throat when my body brushed his. There was no hiding the effect he had on me, and when his eyes darkened, his lips softly parting, I knew he could feel my cock against his.

“Amree…” he breathed. Andfuck, I wanted to hear him whimper my name, breathe it just like that, as I filled him with my cock.

“Let me get my bag,” I growled. I pressed a hard kiss to his forehead before letting my dark eyes meet his again. If I kissed his lips, he and I wouldn’t be making it out of this airport. “Then, I’m taking you home with me.”

Licking his lips—lips I wanted to attack with my own so fucking badly—he nodded. I grasped his hand in mine, linking our fingers together, before striding over to the bag carousel. I snatched my bag up as it came around before quickly spinning around and heading toward the exit, towing my naughty boy behind me.

I was a man on a mission, and I wasn’t stopping until I accomplished it. And that mission was to get my boy naked beneath me as soon as possible.

“Where’s your car?” I asked him as I headed toward the parking lot.

“Third row,” he breathlessly replied. “It’s a blue Toyota Camry.”

I headed straight for the only one on the third row. “Keys?” I asked, turning to face him.

He dug them out of his pockets before dropping them in my palm. I unlocked the car and tossed my bag into his backseat before turning to face him again. He swallowed thickly as I pressed him back against the car, his eyes flicking to my lips for a moment before locking on mine.

“You know what I’m going to do to you when I get you home?” I asked him. He nodded. “You got any problem with it?”

“God, no,” he groaned.

I wanted to kiss him. Wanted to so damn badly, Iachedto do so. But if I kissed him now, I wouldn’t be able to restrain myself.

Home first. Then, I would unleash myself on him.

I opened the passenger door, and he slid in. Once I shut his door, I took a moment to suck in a deep breath of fresh air, trying to get my head together.

I just needed to make it home. That was it. After that, my naughty boy was free game.

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