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Camdyn
In the stateroom, my utopia grabs a pillow from the bed, positioning it over her naked body. I’ll allow it. First things first, I ate her pussy for a reason. Something in her calls to me, something innocent, broken. The more I glean from Willow, the more I’ll have to bend her to my will and fuck her until that sweet, succulent pussy loses its value.
I pull the A-shirt over my head and claim a chair across from her. “Why do you keep lying to me, Willow?”
I place on an affable smile. C’mon, answer me.
She doesn’t nibble at my attempts.
I snarl, “This is the part where you reassure me that from this point on, everything from your mouth will be the truth.”
“I don’t . . . owe you nothing, Cam.” Her voice is tiny. “We hardly know each other. Aren’t you? You supposed to . . .”
“To what?” Hurt you? Well, of course, sweetheart. Describe the actions that facilitate your greatest pleasure and pain. Then we can resume with me making you worthless.
Seconds pass. I’ve never had a pet I gave a fuck enough to keep. Don’t get me wrong. Some of my broken toys crawl back, begging for more.
Willow edges out, “You have distraction written all over you, Cam. Can you, um, be that distraction, or let me go. No questions.”
“I’m not your life coach. The supportive advocacy crap was a bullshit line when we got away from the doctor you never fecked—”
She laughs. “Heh, okay, I’m not a virgin. He has a little—”
“Almost three months ago, you stopped attending school. You got bad grades. Oh, then you started a fire at a track event that got you expelled.”
“Bravo, you read my file.”
“Cut the sarcasm.” The two of us are fucking, Willow. Now, I’m aware you’ve never fucked. I need to ground myself, or my dick will rip you in half.
“Why are you so insistent? Answer me first.” Willow glances down at herself, hugging the pillow tighter. “Or we can keep dancing around the same subject. Cam, I was captain of my track team—nobody ran over me.”
For the briefest moment, reluctant admiration dawns over my face then I wink. “Only cunts on your team, though. Like I said, there’s something in your eyes.”
“Sadness.” She jerks a shoulder.
Sitting forward, I preview her sexy body. Taking a stab at imagining myself as weak and needy, I intone, “Loneliness.”
Willow chews tentatively at her bottom lip. Did my bullshit drivel burn down her guard?
With the heat of raw pain in Willow’s voice, she whispers, “You’re lonely too?”
And there we have it. Yes, it did. I take that as my cue to climb into bed. My lengthy body extends next to my gorgeous throwaway. I feel the heat of her, but not the warmth of her soft skin.
Willow’s breathing alters, conscious of our nearness. I turn on my side to face her. She bites the inside of her lip and turns toward me too. I take great pleasure in watching the curve of her hip, though allowing her to believe her eyes are my focus. That I’m attentive.
After a beat, Willow says, “The guy who has a creepy girl with creepy eyebrows reporting my comings and goings is lonely?”
Unable to speak the outrageous lie, I nod.
“You don’t seem the type, Cam.” Her mouth ticks to the side. “You should be the bad thing that takes the pain away for a while. If you will listen to me saying no, I don’t mind us having . . .”
She can’t even say sex. “What pain? Doctor—”
“Eaton can’t help my mom. He’s incompetent. He’s . . .” Her voice crashes into a billion broken pieces. “My mom’s in a coma.”
As my palm swerves slowly over Willow’s hip and tiny waist, her breathing intensifies, and my cock becomes impossibly hard.
