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Honestly, that wasn’t even the weirdest part of this entire trip.
Audrey had looked at me funny this morning, when I’d stumbled out of Cam’s room wearing one of his t-shirts, but she had said nothing, only gave me a small smile.
“I know,” I’d groaned, grabbing my clothes and going to shower. “Don’t start with me.”
“I didn’t say anything!” she yelled after me, her lip twitching with a smirk.
But I’d pulled on my thermal leggings and long-sleeved t-shirt before pulling on my thick, cozy sweater and a pair of jeans, figuring if I was going up to the slopes with the rest of them, I might as well be warm.
Though I hadn’t been in the mood for skiing.
What I hadn’t expected was for Cam to spend most of his day withme.I’d figured I would have time to be alone with my thoughts, to process everything that had happened the night before, but it turned out that silence with him was exactly what I’d needed. Every so often, I’d stop working on my sketch, and look up, finding him engrossed in some science-fiction novel, and then he’d look up too, catch my eye, and smile.
I couldn’t help as my cheeks warmed, thinking about it now as I brushed my hair.
“What are you wearing?” Cam’s voice startled me from my current thoughts, and I looked up to find him leaning against the door frame.
“Oh.” I blushed, looking down at the shirt I’d pulled on. It was the one he’d given me when I was sick, and he’d come over to take care of me. “Sorry. You probably want it back…” I didn’t particularly want to give it up. Even if it no longer smelled like him, I liked sleeping in it. Probably too much. I wouldn’t admit how often I did it.
His eyes flared. “No. Keep it.” Stalking towards me, he wrapped his arms around my middle, buried his nose in my hair. “I like you in my clothes, Princess.”
Spinning me around, he lifted me onto the counter and placed a hand on either side of my legs. “But you know what I like even better?”
“What?” My breath caught in my throat.
He kissed my neck. “You innothing.”
I hummed in response as he whipped the t-shirt off my body, his eyes taking the time to track over every inch of my body. Including how I wasn’t wearing any panties.
“I told you I’d punish you for earlier,” he said, kissing down my chest. “Where should I start?”
I knew exactly where I wanted him, but he avoided all of those areas, content to torture me slowly.
Licking, sucking, kissing my neck, collarbone, chest, untilfinally his hands cupped my breasts, those thumbs rubbing over my nipples in slow strokes. Finally, he put his mouth to the tortured buds,
“Cameron,” I whined, practically writhing on the countertop. “Please.”
“Are you going to be a good girl for me?” He asked. “Let me bury my tongue in your sweet pussy, Princess. I wanna taste you on my lips when I make you come for me.”
Oh, God. He was going to kill me. If not with his tongue, then with those filthy words. “Yes,” I agreed, nodding my head wildly.
Pulling me to the edge of the counter, Cam kneeled in front of it, bringing his head level with my entrance.
The first swipe of his tongue against my clit was relief, but the second was pure bliss. And when he fluttered it, driving me wild? It didn’t take me long before I was panting, crying out, clenching around his tongue as he massaged my clit with his thumb.
Cam licked his lips as he stood back up, a wicked grin on his face. “I’ll never get tired of eating you out.”
I wrapped my legs around his back, bringing his body closer to mine as I used my hands to explore his chest. Tracing his abs with my fingers, wishing my tongue was in their place instead.
I wasted no time at all unbuttoning his pants, hastily shoving his boxers down with them so I could get my hands on his cock.
Wrapping my hand around the base, I tugged, enjoying the groan that spluttered from his lips in response.
“Now, I want to tasteyou,” I said, tracing his tip as I swiped the drop of liquid off of it.
Finally prying my eyes off ofhim,I looked up, finding his warm brown eyes gazing at me with heat—intensity. Desire.
“Thank fuck that this room has a private bathroom,” he muttered, picking me up off the counter and carrying me to the bed. Audrey’s room—the one I was supposed to be sleeping in—as well as Adam and James’s all shared one.
