Chapter 29

Ellie

Istare at Camden, eyes wide in shock. “You want me to masturbate?”

“Yeah.”

“In front of you?”

His smile turns devilish. “Yeah.”

“I’m not sure how to though.”

“That’s okay,” he says, his tone relaxed and gentle. “That’s the whole point of tonight. To learn how to do new things. And it’ll be easy, I promise. Just do what I did.”

I bite my lip, nervous again. The high from my first ever orgasm is fading. That was the single most incredible thing my body has ever felt. So damn good. I thought my head was going to explode.

But now that feeling is slipping away as my nerves take over once again at the thought of doing what Camden just asked me to do.

“You know what you’re doing though. I don’t,” I say. “You’re really good with your hands.”

He grins.

“I feel really clueless. I’m scared I’ll look silly,” I say.

He raises an eyebrow, and his expression turns incredulous, like I’ve said the most ridiculous thing in the world.

“There’s no way you’re going to look silly, Ellie.” He looks down at his lap, and that’s when I notice the impressive bulge between his legs.

“Oh…”

“It’s the hottest thing in the world, seeing a woman touch herself.”

“Really?”

He nods.

“So, um, you like watching a woman masturbate? It turns you on?”

“Very, very much.”

“Do you watch porn like that?” I cover my mouth the instant I speak those words. That was so nosy of me.

But Camden just grins. “Yeah. It’s my favorite kind to watch.”

“Oh. Good.” I work up the nerve to ask him this next question. “Would you show me what you like to watch? Then maybe I can follow along with the video and see exactly how to touch myself…”

I trail off when I see Camden’s eyes widen. For a second, I’m nervous that I just crossed a line with my request. Or he thinks I’m weird for wanting to do that.

But he just grins and looks off to the side before turning back to me. “You want to watch porn with me?”

“Would that be okay?”

“More than okay.”

He pulls his phone from the pocket of his joggers and taps the screen.

A minute later, he pulls up a video of a really pretty woman around our age with sandy blonde hair, almost the same color as mine.

She’s wearing white lingerie and lying on a bed.

I notice she’s got a similar body type to me: long limbs, soft hips and breasts, and a fair complexion.

When he hits play, she slowly slides down her panties, then slips her fingers in her mouth, licking them. Then she gently slips her hand between her legs. She dips her fingers in her pussy. Her eyes close as her head leans back against the pillows. She lets out a soft moan.

My entire body feels hot as I watch this sexy and confident woman touch herself. My clit pulses, aching for me to touch it.

Camden pauses the video, then he turns to look at me. “Are you ready to try?”

I nod, then do what she did. I lick my fingers, then slide my hand into my panties. Gently, I touch myself. My head falls back as the instant pressure, at how good it feels.

“Oh wow…” I say through a breath.

“Does that feel good?” His voice is low and strained, like he’s holding back.

“Yes. Really, really good.” I swallow, the pleasure simmering through my lower abdomen. “You can play the video again.”

We both watch as she glides her delicate fingers along her slick folds, then she focuses on her clit. She circles slowly at first, for a minute, then speeds up.

I copy her movements. When I touch my clit, my hips lift off the bed. The pleasure amps up, feeling more intense.

I close my eyes and move in slow, soft circles. Heat pools between my legs, gliding up my tummy and chest.

My mouth falls open as I moan and whine.

When I open my eyes, Camden is staring at me.

His blue eyes are fiery, and his jaw his bulging.

A hard swallow moves along the length of his thick throat.

There’s a vein at the side of his neck that’s throbbing, and his chest heaves with the ragged breaths he takes.

That’s when I realize he’s not bothering to watch the video anymore; he’d rather watch me.

I glance down between his legs and almost choke at the massive boner he’s sporting.

Pride blossoms through my chest. I feel so sexy in this moment, so desirable. Camden is looking at me like he wants me, like I’m the only thing in this world worth looking at.

Every inch of my skin burns hot as the pleasure pulses harder and faster between my thighs.

“I’m so close,” I whisper in a shaky voice. My brain is fuzzy, overtaken by the pleasure coursing through my body.

“That’s good, baby. You’re doing so well.”

Tingles flash over my skin at his praise, at the way he calls me baby. It’s such a simple and common pet name. Tons of couples call each other baby. I love it though. So sweet and cute. It makes me feel so special. Like I’m his.

“You look so fucking hot right now, Ellie,” Camden grits out.

I circle my clit faster, spurred on by the roughness in his voice, at just how turned on he is watching me play with myself.

My breathing turns more ragged with each passing second. Soon I’m whimpering and moaning. I’m so close. I just need something more to push me over the edge.

My gaze focuses on Camden’s impressive hard-on.

“Camden, will you do something for me?”

“I’ll do anything you want, baby.” His breath scatters along the side of my neck, making me shiver.

I hold his gaze. “Will you touch yourself too?”

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