Chapter 43
Cam
“How was dinner, goody?”
She looks up from her laptop. “What?”
We’re in the family room, studying. I wish we were in my bedroom doing other things, but she insisted we needed to study during study time.
“Wednesdays are family dinner, yeah?” I lean back in my chair. If I read one more paragraph, my brain is going to explode.
She’s got on jeans and a sweatshirt. Her hair is in one of those messy buns.
“Yeah.” She bites her lip. “It actually wasn’t bad. Damon even managed to behave.”
“Is it weird?” I ask, tapping my pen on the notebook.
She narrows her eyes on me. “Is what weird?”
“I don’t know, being in a relationship and hiding it from your parents.” I shrug.
“Cam, what’s going on?”
I’ve barely seen her this week, and we’re freaking studying. But I can’t say that, because that’s what she wants to do.
She shuts the lid on her laptop, and her blue eyes meet mine. “Why don’t I ride with you?”
“What?”
“You were the first one to offer me a ride on your motorcycle, but I’ve only ridden with Damon and Hawk.” She sits back with her hands in her lap. “Is there a reason?”
“Besides, those two being obsessive bastards?” I smirk.
That gets a smile out of her. Fuck, I want to make her smile more.
“We can fix that.” I stand. “Come on, goody. Let’s go for a ride.”
She glances at her work and then shrugs. Taking her hand, I pull her up, and we head outside. She grabs her helmet on the way. Damon dropped her off earlier.
I help her put it on and then put on my own. “You tell me if I need to slow down.”
She nods, and I get on my bike. She straddles the bike behind me and tucks in nice and close. Her arms wrap around me. Why haven’t we done this before?
Because those dicks are possessive assholes who don’t like to share.
“You good?” I ask.
“Yes, Cam.” Her voice is in my helmet, and I love it. “But this counts as studying time, so I’m going to quiz you for English lit.”
“That tracks.” I chuckle as I pull out of the driveway and head toward the highway. She quizzes me as I drive around town, and then we hit the open highway. She squeezes me tighter at the increase in speed.
After a little while, I pull off in a spot we like to come to that overlooks the city. I shut off my bike. She climbs off and removes her helmet. Her messy bun sits a little crooked. She reaches up and lets her blond hair fall around her shoulders.
“I like your hair down, goody.” When I lean back on my bike, she turns and smiles.
“We should head back soon.” She turns to look over the city below.
“I like you on my bike.”
“I like being on your bike.” She walks back over to me.
She leans in and kisses me. When she goes to pull back, I catch the back of her head and hold her there while I explore her mouth slowly. She whimpers, and I help her climb onto my lap to straddle me on the bike.
Her fingers weave into my hair. I could spend an eternity kissing her and not get enough.
“Fuck, goody. Why are you wearing jeans?” I kiss down her neck.
“They’re better for riding.” She tips her head back, and her silky hair brushes my hand, resting between her shoulder blades.
“But not great for access.”
She laughs, and the sound fills the night air. I smile because I love to hear her laugh. Even better if I’m the cause of it.
She cups my jaw and looks into my eyes. “Why don’t you tell your dad you don’t want to go to Yale?”
I drag in a breath and pull her in tighter against me. “Part of me still doesn’t want to disappoint him. He’s always wanted me to go, to follow his footsteps.”
“But it’s not what you want?” She slides her hand down my chest. My cock twitches, already uncomfortably hard. Evan should only be allowed to wear skirts.
“I just don’t think I’m Yale material.” I rub my thumbs over her hips.
“Deimos is a challenge, and I know Yale will be the same, if not more challenging. I want a break. College is going to be hard no matter where I end up. I’m not deluding myself and thinking Crowne Mawr will be easy.
But it’s close, and I’m not ready to leave here yet.
I’m not ready to be without Hawk and Damon.
You’re going to go off and do amazing things and leave us. ”
She smiles sadly. “Isn’t that what high school romance is for? To break our hearts?”
“It doesn’t have to be.”
“My parents were high school sweethearts.” Evan leans back on the gas tank.
Fuck, she’s like temptation incarnate. I slide her sweatshirt up, baring her stomach, and she smirks.
“They made it, so I’m not saying it can’t happen.
But we’re all going different directions.
It’s not just two of us trying to make it work.
It’s four of us. So instead of worrying about the future… ”
She sits up and takes off her sweatshirt before lying back on the tank, all pale skin and a pretty blue, lacy bra. “Maybe we just enjoy being young.”
I run my hand up from her stomach to her neck. “Fuck, goody, you know how to change a topic.”
“I’m just focusing on what we might be able to take care of now.” She smiles and undoes the button to her jeans. “Prioritizing.”
“I like the way you think.” I reach for her zipper, and she reaches up to hold the handlebars. She’s everything I want in a partner. Willing to try anything. “Fuck, goody.”
“I’ve been promised multiple times I’d be fucked on a motorcycle.” She lifts an eyebrow.
“Don’t need to ask me twice.” I tug her jeans down her hips and reveal the matching blue panties. “I never thought I’d say this, but Damon has really great taste in underwear.”
She laughs. Fuck. This road is fairly abandoned. The guys and I have sat here practically all night and not seen another car, but I’m not about to get my girl completely naked, no matter how much I want to. But the jeans have to go.
I lift her leg and undo her shoe, dropping it on the ground. “One leg or two?”
She arches an eyebrow. “For what?”
“I can leave your jeans on one leg to do what I want to you, or I can take them off completely.” I smirk. “Lady’s choice.”
She lifts her other foot to my shoulder. “Both, show me what you can do.”
“Someone might catch us,” I warn.
Her flush works its way down to the tops of her breasts. “Then we better put on a good show.”
“Fuck, goody. I fucking love you.” I take off her other shoe and then drop it. I tug off her jeans with her help, leaving her spread before me in her bra and panties.
When she starts to sit up, I put my hand on her stomach. “Grab the handlebars again.”
Her eyes light up, and she does what I ask.
“Next time, I’m bringing something to tie you like that. This is like a fantasy brought to life.” I slide my hand up to cup her breast.
She arches into my touch. Her pussy pressing against the front of my jeans. My other hand trails up her thigh as I watch her. Her breath catches and her thighs tighten around my waist.
“Cam,” she sighs.
I stop at the edge of her panties, my thumb teasing the edge. “You need more?”
I slide my finger beneath the lace of her bra and circle her nipple.
“Yes. I need more. Fuck, Cam. I want you.” Her hips rock.
I smile, loving the way the moonlight glows on her body. I slip my thumb beneath her panties and tease her bare pussy. She lets out a little whimper.
Leaning over her, I push her bra to the side and suck her nipple into my mouth at the same time I thrust my thumb into her. All wet and warm. She lets out a soft moan.
“Please,” she whispers.
“You want someone to find us, goody? You’ll have to be louder than that.” I suck her nipple and fuck her pussy with my thumb. She’s so wet. My cock aches.
Her cry is the loudest thing in the night.
When I bite her nipple, she arches into me. I straighten and look down at her. Her eyes are hooded. Her nipple exposed and her panties drawn to the side so I can see how wet she’s making my thumb.
I push her bra off her other nipple before leaning in and taking it into my mouth. She moans louder than before. Her hips rock with my thrusts.
When I feel her tighten around my thumb, I pull out.
“Cam,” she whimpers as I straighten.
“Don’t worry, goody. I’ve got you.” I undo my belt and fastenings to pull out my cock. Lifting her legs to press against my shoulders, I make sure I have both feet on the ground to steady us. “Tell me what you want.”
She looks at me through those lashes. Her blond hair a halo spread across the black of my tank. Her hands gripping the handlebar. She looks ravished, and I did that to her.
“Fuck me. Hard.” She pushes against me.
I line up my cock with her entrance and thrust in deep. She cries out, scaring some birds into flight. “Like that?”
“Harder.”
“Louder, goody.”
“Fuck me harder, Cam,” she yells with a laugh.
“That’s my girl.” I lean, pushing her legs up as I fuck her tight pussy.
“Oh fuck, that feels good.” She grins up at me as she yells the words. “Harder. Faster.”
We fuck on my bike. Her tits bounce with my every thrust. Her eyes dare me to give her everything. I fuck her harder and faster until she’s trembling beneath me. I want to give her everything. Every piece of me. Our moans fill the night air.
Noisy with no care if someone finds us, we fuck.
Her cunt squeezes me as she cries out her release. I groan, knowing I’m not going to last long now. I reach for the handlebar next to her hand and slide my other hand down her panties to tease her clit, extending her release.
“Fuck, Cam,” she yells and arches as her pussy gushes another release all around me.
“Fuck, goody.” I thrust deep a couple more times before coming inside her with a groan.
I collapse on her and let her lower her legs. The night is silent around us until she giggles.
I kiss her lips before asking, “New kink unlocked?”
“Definitely.” She combs her fingers through my hair, and I lean into the touch.
I lift and look her over, thoroughly debauched on my bike. “We can take a ride anytime you want.”