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“You should know I have a girlfriend,” he says and laughs. He tears the sheets off of me. “And I like to watch.”
I give him my best bored look, but it’s too hard with his dick in my mouth. As annoying as I used to find him, he makes me laugh all the time.
He rests his hands behind his head. “Carry on.”
“Be careful, dear, or I’ll use my teeth.”
He scrunches away, and his hands fly down to cover his dick. “That’s not even a joke. What if I told you I was going to shove a… I don’t know, I can’t think, you got me all hot with that succulent mouth of yours.”
I laugh. “Here’s a tip. When your girlfriend goes down on you, you enjoy it and don’t talk.”
The smile falls from his face, and he stares at me.
“What?” I ask, running what I said through my mind.
“Say it again.” He touches my cheek, his thumb running along my bottom lip.
“Be quiet when I’m sucking you and enjoy it?”
He shakes his head, then it dawns on me.
“The girlfriend part?”
He nods and smiles.
“Oh.” I get up on my knees between his legs. “Sorry, are we not there yet? I thought since you’d just used the word and since we weren’t—”
“Of course we’re fucking there. I love that you referred to yourself as my girlfriend. I haven’t heard you say it yet.”
I feel my cheeks heat. “Well yeah, I’m not seeing anyone else, and…”
He sits up and plasters his hands to my cheeks, kissing me until he has me on my back. His lips continue a path across my jaw and down my neck. “And we’ll always remember that when you first referred to yourself as my girlfriend, your mouth was millimeters away from my cock.”
“Cam!” I smack his arm.
“It’s a good memory. Really.” Then his body covers mine again.
“Don’t you want a blow job?”
He’s already reaching for the nightstand drawer where we keep the condoms. “Maybe when I ask you to marry me, we can do a replay. Right now, I just wanna be deep inside of you while you call me your boyfriend over and over again.”
“Was it that much of a big deal?”
He sits up from kissing my breast. “Yes, a very big deal. We’re progressing.”
I shake my head and chuckle. “Whatever you say.”
As the words leave my mouth, Cam studies me and sets the condom to the side, still in its wrapper. His lips cascade over my body like little butterfly touches, and even his hands brush and glide instead of grab and pull.
“You’re so gorgeous. I don’t deserve you,” he murmurs along my skin.
At first, I’m not sure how to respond to the lethargic pace he’s setting because he’s not fucking me. He’s making love. I’ve never made love with anyone.
He nibbles on my earlobe, his hot breath causing goose bumps to erupt along my neck. “My sweet girlfriend.”
I can feel his smile on my skin. Making him so happy is a euphoric feeling. I run my hands down his strong back muscles, and his thigh moves my legs wider apart, making room for him. He rises up on his elbows and moves my hair out of the way. His eyes lock with mine and I decide I don’t want anything between us. He reaches for the condom, but I find myself shaking my head.
“What?” he asks, kissing the corner of my mouth.
