Chapter 24 Camden #2
But I don’t think she cares. Especially when I slip my fingers down to where we’re connected and press the bud of her clit so that she falls over the edge one last time, and I’m almost too late in pulling out of her, the euphoria too big to find my way through, but I do.
I pull out of her and rip off the condom in time to aim the line of my orgasm onto her. Ropes of my come land on her stomach, pussy, and thighs, but I keep stroking my flagging erection until I’m empty. Until every last drop lands on her pretty, golden tanned skin.
I stare in satisfaction, hoping to burn the image of her stretched out below me and wearing my come into my brain. When she blinks her eyes open a few moments later, she repositions her head to see what I’ve done then quirks an eyebrow at me in question.
“I’m going to get tested by the team doctor. I want you to get tested too, so next time, we don’t need a condom.”
She doesn’t react. Only focuses her gaze on where I drag my fingertip through the lines on her and draw random shapes with it.
Like I’m finger-painting. “I want all of this inside you,” I admit, making a heart over her belly button before signing my name just above her pubic bone, and then rubbing it all over the insides of her thighs.
“I want all of this dripping out of you. I want to come so deep inside you that—”
I barely stop myself from confessing my most depraved fantasy—that I want to impregnate her. That I want to make her mine in every way, including putting my baby in her.
But I think we’ve had enough confessions for the night and rein it in.
“I want you not only to be sore the next day, but I want to be able to use my come as lube. I want to return home from a game and fuck you while you’re wearing my jersey, and then I want to fuck you the next morning while you’re still sleeping, but you’ll be so wet and warm, I’ll slide right in.
I want to come inside you. Let me come inside you. ”
She studies me for a moment, and I’m worried it’s too much, but then she curls her dainty fingers around my wrist and lifts my hand, sticky with my orgasm, to bring it to her mouth, where she sucks on my fingers.
“You are filthy, aren’t you?” I murmur, feeling my dick stir to life again, and she sends me a sardonic look.
“Me?” she says around my ring finger. “You’re the one with a breeding kink.”
I automatically glance down to her flat stomach, and she laughs, setting my hand over it, my fingers spanning across her middle and up to her ribs.
“Yes, I will get tested, so we don’t have to use a condom.
Yes, I want you to come inside me. Yes, I eventually want children, but that’s a long way off. ”
“But for now, we can pretend?” I hedge, and she nods.
“Practice makes perfect.” She tows me down to her, nipping at my bottom lip. “But the first thing we need to decide before you put a baby in me is what we do about us.”
“About us?”
“Your life is public, and I’m not saying I want to hide our relationship, but I’d like to stay out of the public eye as much as possible. I’m not going to give up my career for you, no offense.”
I chuckle against her throat. “None taken.”
“I have things I want to accomplish as Nadine Rivera that have nothing to do with being Camden Long’s girlfriend. I know what it’s like. I know how Molly struggles with balancing her life with Erik’s, and I don’t want that for myself.”
“I get it,” I tell her, cradling her head between my hands, holding myself over her in a plank on my elbows.
“But Molly’s work is on social media. She’s posting every day and working with brands and doing that whole influencer thing.
You can do whatever you want, stay in the shadows or be out in the spotlight, I don’t care. Only that you’re with me.”
She considers me seriously, nodding after a minute. “Okay.”
“But while we’re on the subject, I do think we should keep us on the down-low for now. I’m going to need to talk to Erik, and I don’t want to do it while we’re in season.”
She doesn’t seem to like that idea.
“You’re his sister, and I think he’s going to need to be eased into the idea of us being together.”
“Why do people keep saying stuff like that? Emmaline said the same thing. That he’ll flip when he finds out.”
I tilt my head in question. “Your sister knows about us?”
“No. Well, she had an idea. When I stayed with her in New York, she figured something was happening between us and basically said Erik would lose it. Why? It’s not like he’s an unreasonable guy.”
“No, but you’re his sister, his favorite sibling, and even though I’m his best friend, he’s seen me at my worst, and he said he would never want me to date one of his sisters.”
“When?”
I shrug my shoulder, settling my lower half in the pocket of her open legs, reflexively pushing her thighs wider with mine. “For some social media thing. They asked us which teammate we wouldn’t want dating our sister, and he said me.”
“That’s for social media, though. He didn’t really mean it,” she says, though she’s lost some of her vigor. Like she can understand Erik’s point.
I can understand Erik’s point.
I was a dick. I made bad decisions, but I am going to try my best to show everyone, including my best friend, why I deserve a chance with Nadine.
“Either way…” I place kisses along her breastbone. “I want to wait until after the season to tell your brother.”
“What about your sister?” she asks, playing with the hair at the nape of my neck. “Because I’m pretty sure she suspects.”
“I’ll talk to her. Explain the situation because I’m not going to keep my hands to myself in my own home.”
“Can I sleep in your bed?”
I lift my head, surprised she’d even ask. “You better.”
She shimmies her shoulders, getting more comfortable, almost as if she plans on sleeping in my bed now.
But that’s not happening.
Not for a long while.
“Up,” I tell her, tugging on her hand. “On all fours. I have a few more condoms we can use tonight.”