Chapter Three
Camilla zoomed in and out of traffic as she cursed under her breath wondering if she’d make it to work on time. She had woken up on time, gotten dressed and left at exactly the same time she left every day, but much to her chagrin, the street was completely backed up, and she was left drumming her fingers against the steering wheel. She hummed under her breath as she leaned back in her chair and sighed.
She began to fiddle with the radio dial until she turned to her favorite station. She tuned out the world around her and began to listen to a funny story the radio host was telling.
Once the radio host was done, she grinned as the new Coldplay some came on. She reached for the dial and turned it up and began singing out loud to the song something just like this.
She turned down the volume when her phone began beeping. She put her phone on speaker and answered. “Kat, hey, what’s up?”
“Cam, hey, Listen, I’m at work right now, but I’m going to stop by after work and pick up some things for dinner. I was thinking of making tacos and burritos.”
“A little Mexican, huh?” Camilla honked as the car in front of her refused to move.
“Yeah, Jayden is really into Mexican food, and he doesn’t get to eat authentic Mexican cuisine that often.”
Katherine was part Mexican on her mother’s side, so she always made a fuss about what was considered genuine Mexican food and what wasn’t because her abuela taught her everything she knew about food.
“You know I love your tacos and burritos, in fact, I’ll probably be salivating all day at work thanks to you.”
“Sort of like you were salivating over my brother yesterday.”
Camilla made a dismissive noise in the back of her throat as she made a U-turn. “I wasn’t salivating over your brother. I thought he was just a random guy who hit the doorbell and was you know lost or something.”
“Uh huh. Then why didn’t you just give him directions or tell him to eff off?” Katherine’s voice sounded smug.
Camilla hit the brakes as she spotted a prime parking spot. She put the car in reverse and began to maneuver into the spot. “Well, I’ll admit, I was curious.”
She switched off the car and began shoving everything into her bag.
“Curious isn’t exactly the word I’d use for it. Don’t forget he lives across the road now. But hey just remember that we’re best friends even if my brother ends up breaking your heart or something. I mean obviously I’d kick his ass, but our friendship wouldn’t change.”
Camilla opened the door, swung her bag over her shoulder and switched the phone back. She cradled it between her shoulders and ears before she clicked on the button that would shut her car.
“Kat, I really think you’re reading too much into it. Nothing even happened between your brother and I. We were just talking.”
“Talking?” Katherine snorted. “Is that what you call mentally undressing each other nowadays? Honey, I could feel the heat in that room, I was about to burst into a rendition of Nelly’s hot in here.”
Camilla rolled her eyes as she looked both ways before she checked to make sure that the traffic light was red. She hastened across the street. “Knowing you, you probably would’ve, so my question is, why didn’t you?”
“And ruin a moment like that? No, I was having way too much fun watching although at one point, I thought he was laying it on a little thick considering he’d just met you.”
Camilla shook her head as she walked up to the building where she worked. She swung the door open. “Well as fascinating as your theory is, it’s unfounded and unsubstantiated —”
Katherine interrupted her. “Don’t you talk to me in the journalist tone of yours.”
Camilla paused, confusion lacing her tone. “Journalist tone?”
“Yeah, that you have no comment, that my claims are unsubstantiated, blah blah.”
Camilla laughed. “I’m so glad you take my job so seriously, Kat.”
“I do,” she responded, “but when I’m trying to weasel a confession out of my best friend, I don’t want Camilla Queen journalist extraordinaire. I want Cam, my best friend.”
Camilla zigzagged in and out of people and made her way up the stairs. “Well, it’s a good thing you don’t want Camilla Queen journalist extraordinaire because she’s clearly a made up fictional character in your head.”
Katherine gasped. “How dare you say that? She is very real thank you very much, you’re just in denial.”
Camilla began panting as she finally reached her floor. She huffed, placed her hands on her thighs and began breathing deeply until her face no longer felt enflamed. She stood up. “If I’m in denial then you’re high.”
Katherine laughed. “Wouldn’t have it any other way. Anyway, listen, I have to go now, I’ll talk to you when you get home, bye.”
She hung up before Camilla could get a word in edgewise, and Camilla stared at her phone for a minute before she shook her head and headed to the office.
***
Camilla exhaled as she leaned back in her chair and began rubbing her forehead in slow circular motions. She took her glasses off, placed them on the desk and stared at her laptop as she tried to figure out how to end the article.
That was the problem with doing a piece you weren’t really passionate about, and that lead you nowhere, there was no good way to end it because you weren’t even sure how you started it.
She ran her hands through her blonde hair and decided to keep it simple and direct. She put her glasses back on, straightened her shoulders and heaved herself forward nearly making herself tilt off the chair.
“Voodoo curse on the chair,” she muttered underneath her breath as she let her fingers hover over the keyboard for a second as she gave her thoughts time to gather themselves.
A minute later, her fingers were flying across the keyboard as she stared at her screen in concentration.
“Finally,” she said as she hit the save button and leaned back in her chair with a satisfied grin.
She swiveled in her chair in a celebratory circle before she paused and checked the time. Her grin fell as she cursed and hopped up from her chair.
“Katherine is going to kill me.” She began jumping from one end of the desk to the next, shoving all her stuff into her bag as she hit the shutdown button on her computer and waited for it to power down. The second it did, she shoved it in her laptop bag, threw her purse over her shoulder and raced down the stairs.
Katherine called her as she was getting into the car. “Kat, I’m so sorry, I’m on my way, I lost track of the time when I was working on my story.”
“You mean that gutter story that turned out to be a dead end?”
Camilla revved the engine and backed out of her space. “The same one. I told my boss this morning, but he said finding nothing is something in and of itself, so he said I need to write an article about how finding nothing is evidence.”
“Of what?”
Camilla switched on her turning signal as she made a right to exit onto the highway. “That’s exactly what I said.”
Camilla could hear the sound of a cutting board. “And what did he say?”
“He said something like nothing is something, and something is nothing. It was sort of like Jaqen Ha’gar from Game of Thrones.”
Katherine choked on a sip of water, and Camilla could hear her hacking in the background. “You alright, Kat?”
Katherine’s voice came back on. “Yeah, just swell.”
Camilla did her best Ingrid voice. “You know nothing, Jon Snow.”
They both burst out laughing, and Camilla heard Leroy’s voice in the background. “Leroy says we’re both geeks for quoting Game of Thrones.”
Camilla grunted. “Like he doesn’t watch it with us.”
Camilla heard the sound of shuffling before Katherine’s voice came back on. “Hang on, Cam. I’m putting you on speaker.”
“You’re such a geek, sis.” Leroy’s voice wafted through the car’s speakers. Camilla could hear the sound of deep throaty laughter, a laugh she didn’t recognize. “Oh, Jayden is here too by the way.”
“Hey,” his voice quipped. Camilla felt herself blush and think of what he heard, and what he made of it.
“Hey,” she responded weakly.
“I only have one sentence to say to that, bro,” she veered the subject back on track.
“What’s that?”
“Valar Morghulis,” Camilla said smugly knowing that despite his teasing, Leroy was a huge Game of Thrones fan, and he’d know exactly what she was referring to.
“Oh, really? Well, just remember that I’m a Lannister, and the Lannister’s send their regards.”
“It’s on, Dracaris, Lee.”
Leroy laughed as he hung up, and Camilla pulled into the driveway a few minutes later. As she parked her car in the driveway, Camilla could smell the scent of Katherine’s cooking wafting down the driveway.
Katherine was a software engineer, so she usually worked from home unless they needed her to come down to the office which was fairly rare, and as such, she had a lot of time to cook. Luckily for Camilla because Camilla couldn’t cook to save her life.
Katherine knew how to make a variety of dishes, and Camilla loved sampling them. She walked up the path and placed her key in the lock, it clicked open, and the smell of tacos and burritos invaded her senses.
She dropped her bags on the couch near the door. “Kat, it smells amazing.”
She froze in her tracks as she saw Jayden standing next to Katherine in the kitchen. He was wearing a shirt that was rolled up to his elbows showing off his biceps, and a pair of black jeans. His brown hair stuck out on all ends of his head making him look younger than he actually was.
“You can cook?” Camilla’s voice sounded amazed even to her own ears. She had a weakness for men who could cook because it meant a guy was not only independent, but also great with his hands.
Jayden looked amused as he reached for his beer and took a sip. “Don’t sound so surprised, or my ego will be wounded.”
Camilla shook her head. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be, I just didn’t know.”
“There’s a lot you don’t know about, Jay,” Katherine said from next to him as she placed the food in the oven. “He can sing, too.”
Jayden looked uncomfortable. “You’re my little sister, your opinion is biased.”
Katherine rolled her eyes as she poked him. “Come on, you know me. If you have a horrible singing voice, I’d tell you. I mean, I have no problems telling you that sometimes you have a one track mind.”
“Thanks, Sis,” Jayden commented, very dryly.
“Daddy, uncle Lee won’t let me play with the light saber,” a little voice complained. A second later, a little girl with blonde hair and chocolate eyes walked into the room and made a beeline for Jayden.
“Aby, honey, you know how Uncle Lee feels about his toys.”
“I heard that,” Leroy called out as he emerged a while later dressed in a tutu and wearing a sparkly tiara over his jeans and shirt. “It is not a toy. It’s a collector’s item.”
Camilla stood there, the wheels spinning in her mind as she looked from father to daughter, the pieces clicking in her head. If Abigail wasn’t his girlfriend’s daughter, then where was the mother?
“Baby, I know we’re very open and honest with each other, but if dressing up like a Disney princess is some weird fantasy of yours, I think I’m going to have to draw the line,” Katherine teased as she placed a kiss on his cheek.
“But come on, I am rocking this tutu.” He struck a pose, and everyone laughed. Camilla gave Leroy a weak smile as she tried to cast her mind back and remember what Katherine said when she talked about her brother.
She mentioned him so many times, but Camilla always kind of zoned out. Especially because she did it so often. Camilla cast her mind back far enough trying to drag up a memory of Katherine talking about her brother which shouldn’t have been that hard considering she’d done it enough.
As she half listened to the conversation going on around her, she frowned as the memory finally resurfaced.
The mother had left.
“Smell something rancid?” Katherine teased as she waved her hand in front of Camilla’s face and snapped her fingers.
Camilla gave a start. “What?” She blinked as everything swam back into focus. “God, no. Your food is divine, as if you need me to keep saying that.”
Katherine pretended to brush lint off her shirt. “It can never hurt to hear that, but then why do you look like you swallowed something bitter?”
Abigail interrupted. “Daddy, who’s that pretty lady?”
She was pointing at Camilla with a big smile on her face. Camilla flushed as she bent down, so that she was at eye level with Abigail. “Hi, I’m Camilla, but you can call me, Cam, what’s your name?”
“Abigail,” she said shyly as she gazed up at her with deep brown eyes.
“That’s a lovely name, can I call you Aby?”
Abigail nodded enthusiastically as she ran off to Leroy.
She couldn’t tell them that she was trying to remember what Katherine said, so she took her time standing back up. “I was just thinking that the sight of Leroy in a tutu will probably leave me scarred for life.”
Leroy was busy doing ballerina poses with Abigail. “You’re just jealous that you can’t rock this tutu like I can.”
“Yeah, sure, that’s what bothers me.”
Leroy spun on his heels and stopped directly in front of Camilla and began clucking. “Sexism is an ugly color on you, Sis.”
Camilla laughed. “It’s not sexism to say that it doesn’t suit you, at all.”
Leroy picked Abigail up and tucked her under his arm while she squirmed and giggled. “Is too, now I’m taking Aby, and we’re going to go play in the living room where your negative comments cannot penetrate our Disney bubble.”
He made airplane noises as he dramatically swung Abigail out of the kitchen, the sound of their laughter following in their wake.
Katherine, Jayden and Camilla all watched with identical expressions of joy on their faces.
“She seems like a really sweet kid,” Camilla offered as Jayden and Katherine resumed cooking. Jayden was dicing up mushrooms and without looking up, he said. “She really is. I’m lucky she’s so even tempered. She keeps me calm, most of the time.”
Camilla leaned her hip against the counter as she tried not to be too obvious about watching him. “I can see that.”
Katherine set the timer and poked her head inside the oven for a quick look. “Dinner should be ready in about thirty minutes. Jayden, do you mind finishing up here? Cam can give you a hand, I’m going to go see what the sparkly princess and my niece are up too.”
Jayden and Camilla laughed as Katherine grabbed her glass of wine, took a sip and made her way out to the living room.
Camilla moved into the kitchen and rolled up her sleeves. “What do you want me to help you with, Chef?”
“Can you hand me the bowl on the top right shelf?”
Camilla stood on her tiptoes and reached for the bowl and placed it beside him. “Now what?”
“Can you wash the lettuce?”
Camilla nodded as she turned on the faucet, waited for the water to warm up then proceeded to wash the lettuce. “There you go.”
She wiped her hands on her jeans as she watched him work.
“Want to hear a funny story about Aby?”
Camilla leaned back against the counter and crossed her arms over her chest. “Sure, go ahead.”
“I was helping her with her math homework the other day, and there was a particularly difficult problem that she was struggling with, so after I explained it to her, and I was checking to make sure she didn’t miss anything, she suddenly says ‘Daddy if I had Facebook I know what I’d write’, so when I ask her what it was, she says ‘I’d write #I’msoconfused.”
Camilla burst out laughing. “No way. She actually said that.”
Jayden paused, took a sip of his beer and turned around to face Camilla with a grin. “I kid you not. She actually said that. When I expressed surprise over the fact that she knew what a hashtag was, she kind of gave me this pointed look and said. ‘Daddy of course I know what a hashtag is’ then she flounced away to continue playing as if she hadn’t just said that.”
Camilla shook her head. “Kids these days. This generation is way more aware of the world then we were, far more into technology too, but then again, it does play a larger role in their day to day life.”
Jayden leaned against the counter, mirroring Camilla’s pose. “That’s so true. When I was her age, I was trying to figure out how much candy I could jam into my mouth, and I almost always ended up jamming stuff in my nose.”
Camilla made a face. “You must’ve been quite the handful as a child.”
Jayden gave her a wry grin. “I guess you could say that, but I was a cute trouble maker. I never stayed in trouble for long, I knew exactly how to get out of it.”
“I bet you did,” Camilla said.
“Can I pour you a glass of wine?” Jayden asked.
Camilla nodded. “I’d like that, thanks.”
Jayden moved towards the fridge and opened the door. He took out a bottle of sweet red wine and reached up to take out a champagne glass from the cupboard. As he was reaching up, his shirt hiked up an inch to reveal a patch of tan skin.
Camilla found herself staring at it wondering how it would feel to run her tongue over it. She blushed as she turned her gaze away and stared at the salad bowl instead.
“There you go.”
She gratefully accepted the glass and took a sip allowing the warm liquid to slide down her throat. “Can I help with the salad?”
“Sure,” Jayden responded as he took another sip of his beer.
She stood in front of the salad bowl and looked at him over her shoulder. “Where do you want me?”
Jayden’s eyes darkened as he put down his beer bottle and moved, so he was standing right behind her, his arms came up around her, and he leaned in to whisper. “In every room in this house and mine, and in every position possible.”
She let his hot breath tickle her ear, and goosebumps rose up and down her flesh as she felt his body press up against hers. “For now though, just help me cut the cheese into tiny slices, okay?”
Camilla took a breath before answering. “Okay.”
Jayden didn’t move an inch while Camilla was cutting the cheese. She could feel every rise and fall of his chest, she could feel his muscles pressed up against her back, but most of all, she could feel his breath as his head lay on her shoulder, and the sound of his quiet breathing filled her senses.
“Jay?” she whispered as she diced up the last of the cheese.
“Hmm,” he murmured.
“Is this some technique of yours to teach me how to cook?”
“What?”
“Trying to distract me, so I’ll try even harder to focus?”
She felt his quiet chuckle. “That’s actually not a bad plan, but sadly, no, that isn’t what I’m trying to do.”
“Then what are you trying to do?” She tried to turn around to look at him, but she could only move her head an inch to the side.
“I’m just enjoying the moment and trying not to scare you.”
“Scare me?”
“I’m sure you’ve noticed that I’m seriously attracted to you, Cam, but it isn’t just that. I rather like you as well, and I haven’t felt both in such a long time.”
Camilla swallowed audibly. “I’m not afraid.”
She heard Jayden shift, and she heard the kitchen door shut as Jayden placed his hand on her shoulders and slowly turned her around, so that she was pressed between him and the counter.
Jayden brought his hand up to her face and twirled a loose strand of hair between his thumb and forefinger.
“I rather like you too,” Camilla whispered quietly as she brought her hands up and began to trace his back. He shuddered slightly beneath her touch before his lips curved into a smile. “I should certainly hope so, Cam. Otherwise, this would be very weird.”
Camilla laughed quietly. Her hands came up and tangled themselves in his hair as Jayden reached behind her and moved the salad bowl to the side. He hoisted her up, so she was dangling off the edge of the counter, and he kicked her legs apart, so he was standing between them.
“Jay,” Camilla took a deep breath before she stared at him. “What are we doing?”
Jayden stilled as he pulled back and stared at her. “Do I have to give you the talk?” He grimaced, and Camilla giggled as she reached her hand out to smooth away the grimace. “No, I don’t mean it like that, I just mean, what are we doing?” She gestured between them. “Your sister is my best friend, and you live right across the street from me, I don’t want things to get awkward between us.”
“I know, and I don’t want that either, but we’re both adults here, and I think we can handle it, but if you want me to stop, I’ll stop.”
Camilla shook her head as she buried her face in his shoulders. “No, I don’t want you to stop.”
Jayden ran his fingers through her hair. “I guess you feel it too, that pull, and normally I take out the woman I’m interested in on a date, but I just can’t help myself right now.”
Camilla kissed his neck. “I think I’d go crazy if I had to sit across the table from you for an hour or two without doing anything.”
Jayden gently titled her head backwards and pressed his lips to hers for a sweet kiss. Jayden soon deepened the kiss as his hands moved, so they were resting on the small of her back.
Camilla moved herself closer to the edge of the counter and pressed herself against him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and moaned as she arched her back.
Jayden made a growling noise in the back of his throat as he tore his lips away from hers and began kissing her neck softly at first then harder.
Camilla moaned quietly in his ear. “What if Kat walks in on us?” she mumbled.
Jayden paused for a moment, reached behind him, turned the lock on the kitchen door and returned to his earlier ministrations on her neck. His hands moved from the small of her back to the front of her shirt, and they snaked their way underneath. One hand lay flat across her stomach, and the other inched upwards and settled atop her bra.
Camilla quietly gasped as his hand slid under her bra and began to pinch her nipple. Her lips sought out his, and they plunged their tongues into each other’s mouths and began breathing loudly as Jayden’s hand undid the clasp of her bra.
Camilla’s hands ran up and down his back until eventually they moved underneath his shirt, and she impatiently began to yank it off. Jayden pulled back and chucked his shirt to the corner while Camilla did the same to her shirt.
Jayden’s eyes darkened as he helped her remove her bra, and he took a minute to appreciate the fullness of her breasts. Camilla groaned quietly as he took her breast into his mouth. His tongue darted out and licked the sensitive nub before gently sucking on it.
Camilla moaned into his ear as she began kissing and nipping his neck. Jayden released the nipple when he was sure it was erect then proceeded to do the same to the other breast. Camilla impatiently yanked on his pants, but couldn’t get them down.
She made an impatient noise in the back of her throat as she reached her hands down and fumbled with his belt. She finally succeeded in undoing it, and she pushed his pants down halfway.
Jayden’s hands came up to stop hers. “Not yet. I want you to come a few times first,” he whispered huskily in her ear.
Camilla’s stomach dipped as one of his hands moved down and underneath her jeans. He undid the button and pushed her jeans down just a bit before his finger plunged into her core.
She gasped as one finger made contact with her sweet spot. She wriggled her hips and pushed herself even closer for some much needed friction. He added another finger, and his fingers began to move back and forth, he pressed his lips to hers and licked her bottom lip.
Camilla’s hips began rocking back and forth as she tried to kiss him back with as much passion as he was making her feel.
Jayden bit down gently on her bottom lip, and Camilla opened her mouth to allow him access. Their tongues began a slow, sensual battle for dominance as Jayden’s fingers kept up a steady pace.
Camilla whimpered as her hand reached down and cupped him. She began stroking him over his boxer shirts, and he jerked in her hand as she felt his member grow even bigger.
She smiled against his lips as Jayden began picking up the pace. Camilla felt her orgasm begin to build up, so Jayden brought one hand up and pinched her nipples to send her toppling over the edge.
Jayden swallowed back her moan as her body shuddered with the after effects of the orgasm. She stilled as Jayden tore his lips away from hers, and she stared at him through hooded eyes.
They both turned towards the door as they heard it giggle. “Cam, Jay, are you okay?”
Jayden took a deep breath. “We’re fine, Sis. Just didn’t want Aby to break something in the kitchen.”
“Right.” Her voice sounded skeptical. “Well, we forgot to get something for desert, so Lee, Aby and I are heading to the supermarket to see what we can round up. Do you guys want anything specific?”
“Maybe some strawberries and whipped cream?” Camilla called out as a suggestion. Jayden raised one eyebrow as he stared at her lips and smirked.
“Okay, sure. I’ll see if I can pick up some vanilla ice cream too.”
They heard the sound of Katherine moving away, and they both heaved a sigh of relief before they heard her footsteps coming back. “By the way, in case you don’t think I know what’s going on in there, I do. Worried that Aby will break something my ass. Just make sure you’re both safe, and feel free to use the bedroom when we leave.”
Jayden began to choke on his laughter as Camilla blushed and hid herself in his shirt.
They heard the front door shut, and Jayden’s laughter turned to quiet chuckling.
“Cam?”
“Nuh uh.”
“I didn’t even say anything.” Jayden’s voice sounded amused.
“You don’t have to.” Her voice sounded muffled, so she pulled her head away just a bit. “I can’t believe Kat knows.”
Jayden’s hands came up around her and wrapped her in a hug. “Kat is entirely too perceptive for her own good, but come on, she was trying to talk you up while we were waiting for you to get back from work, so it’s not like she didn’t want this to happen.”
“I know, but I’m sure she didn’t mean like this, not less than a day after we met, and on the kitchen counter no less.”
Jayden pulled back, and titled Camilla’s head up, so she was looking her in the eye. “I know it’s not ideal, but believe me, I haven’t felt this way in a long time, and I would like to date you, so if you’re uncomfortable right now, we can stop. Do you want to stop?”
Camilla smiled at him as she pressed her lips to his for a sweet kiss. She pulled back. “No, I don’t want to stop, but I think we should take her advice and move this to the bedroom upstairs.”
Jayden pulled back and helped her off the counter. He pulled his pants up just a little, so they weren’t sagging. “I have an idea though. Do you have any whipped cream in your fridge?”
“A little, why?”
Jayden gave her a wicked grin as he opened the fridge, rummaged around for the can and took it out. The timer went off, so he switched off the oven and tugged on Camilla’s hands as they raced up the stairs.
They barely made it to Camilla’s bedroom when Jayden pushed her up against the wall and began kissing her again. Camilla impatiently tugged on his jeans, and he pulled back to kick them to the other side of room.
Jayden continued to kiss her as he helped her get out of her jeans. They joined his on the other side of the room.
Jayden maneuvered them, so that Camilla’s legs hit the bed. She fell backwards onto the mattress, and Jayden soon joined her as his hands moved all over her body. He pulled back and gazed at her as he brought up the whipped cream. “Feeling hungry?”
Camilla grinned as she leaned back and nodded. “Starving.”
Jayden shook the can as he began to spray whipped cream all over her stomach. Camilla’s eyes fluttered closed as he began to lick it off of her.
Camilla sat up and pushed him back as she came up and straddled him. “My turn.”
She sprayed the whipped cream all over his chest and down to his happy trail. She tossed the can to the center of the room before she lowered her head and began to lick the whipped cream off. She took her time, making sure that Jayden was writhing beneath her as she licked every inch of his body.
She pulled back and pressed her lips to his for a kiss letting the whipped cream on her lips rub all over him. Jayden growled in the back of his throat as his hands came up to rest on her hips.
Their hips began to rock against each other as their breathing grew louder. Camilla wrenched herself away and reached into the nightstand and tore open a pack of condoms.
Jayden kicked off his boxers, and Camilla helped him put it on as he gently brushed her hair behind her ears. He reached over and gently nibbled on her ear as his hands found their way down to her sweet spot.
His hands found their way underneath her panties, and he began rubbing her fast until Camilla was panting with desire. Just as she was about to peak, Jayden removed his hand and slammed into her on top of her panties.
Camilla cried out as wave after wave of pleasure tore through her. She drew sharp, ragged breaths as Jayden helped her out of her panties.
He positioned himself, and Camilla lifted her hips up before she slowly came down. They both groaned at the impact, and Camilla repeated this a few times until they finally had a rhythm. Jayden began to wriggle his hips, and Camilla huffed as Jayden’s hands came and began to play with her breasts. She pressed herself forward, so that his hands were on her breasts. He removed his hands and buried his face in her breasts where he began to suck and lick.
Camilla’s hands were clawing up and down his back when he began to bite her nipples hard. Jayden shifted, so he was sitting up, and they were pressed against each other, their legs wrapped around each other’s waists as he continued to move in and out of her.
Camilla’s hips began to move faster, and Jayden groaned as he tore his lips away from her breast and dug his teeth into her shoulder.
Camilla began to kiss his neck as she felt her climax began to build up. “Faster,” she whispered.
Jayden began to grunt as he pumped faster and faster until her muscles clenched, and she came with a shout. Jayden’s own release followed soon after, and they both sat there for a minute, holding onto each other, the sound of their heavy breathing filling the room.
Jayden slowly pulled out of her, and he leaned back and pulled her down with him. She curled into his side, and he placed his arm around her shoulders as he pressed a sweet kiss to her forehead.
Camilla kissed his cheek as her eyes fluttered closed. White spots danced behind her field of vision, and her body tingled with pleasure.
“I told you that you liked me,” Jayden said.
Camilla opened one eye and gazed at Jayden’s smirk. “Well, in case you haven’t noticed, you like me too.” She gestured between them.
“Maybe a little.” Jayden shrugged as a smile played on the corner of his lips.
“Maybe a little, eh? Well, then I guess you’d better get going because I need to go find a guy who’s going to say more than just ‘maybe a little’.”
Jayden scowled as he rolled on top of her and pinned her arms on either side of her face. “You’re not going anywhere.”
Camilla smiled at him as she rubbed her nose against his. “Wouldn’t dream of it, so do you want to go on a date?”
Jayden kissed her forehead and chuckled as he rested his against hers. “I thought you’d never ask.”
He pulled back to look at her a while later and grinned mischievously. “I want to see if my theory is correct.”
“What theory?”
“That you’re ticklish,” Jayden responded as he poked her side.
Camilla squirmed as she tried to move out from underneath him. “Stop that!”
She shrieked as he continued to pull the sheet over their heads and tickled her.
THE END