He lets out an exasperated breath and appears to be gathering all his patience to deal with his little sister. “Yes, you’re right. Now go back inside and stop trying to stir up trouble. I know what you’re doing, Morgan.”
“Jeez, Cam, you’re testy and on edge. I guess maybe the food wasn’t that good?” she asks in a teasing tone. “Or maybe?—"
“I’m going to walk Lizzie home now, Morgan. I’ll be back in a few minutes,” Cameron says, interrupting her while gently pushing me forward.
“Take your time, you two. Good night, Lizzie. Can’t wait to catch up.”
“Good night, Morgan,” I shout over my shoulder as I hear her laughing under her breath as Cameron continues to put distance between us and his sister.
“My sister knows the exact buttons to push and when to push them. Be happy you’re an only child, Lizzie. Having siblings is not all it’s cracked up to be,” he whispers in my ear with a laugh, sending a chill down my spine and making me smile.
He keeps his hand on my lower back the entire way to my barn. When we get to my door, I turn to him, and he leans down, holding himself up with a hand on the door just above my shoulder.
“I’m going to kiss you good night, and then I’m going to watch you go inside and wait for you to lock the door. After that, I’m going to walk back home and listen to Morgan tease me about the obvious crush I have on you. After she leaves, I’m going to take a long shower and jerk off to thoughts of what I really wanted to do to you tonight. Sound okay?” he asks, and that’s it. My panties are soaked.
“Yes,” I say on an exhale since I was holding my breath the entire time he was talking.
“Good.” He descends on my mouth, and everything around me fades away. All I can feel and see and taste and hear is us. The kiss is even better than the one in the car because now he can press his body flush against mine, and I can wrap my hands around his thick neck and feel every hard inch of him. Every slide and plunge of his tongue against mine feels like a preview, and I can’t help feeling overwhelmed and excited and nervous all at the same time.
Cameron stops kissing me, causing a pitiful whimper to escape my lips. He leans his forehead against mine, and we just share each other’s oxygen for a minute while we both catch our breath.
“You’re going to be the death of me, Lizzie Montgomery. You have no idea what you do to me.”
“I kind of do,” I say, and since I’m feeling brave, I press myself against him. “I can feel what I do to you.”
He groans and grinds his cock into me once more before moving away and rubbing his hands down his face. “Like I said, you’re trouble. Go inside, Lizzie.”
“Okay, Cameron. See you in two days, then? Oh, um, and thank you for saving me earlier.” I turn around to unlock my door and step inside, flashing him one more smile before I close and lock it.
“Always,” I hear him say, and then the sound of his footsteps goes quieter and quieter until I can’t hear them anymore.
I can’t stop smiling as I go through my nighttime routine. I smile even harder as I send him a short message.
It feels like all my dreams might be coming true. It may not be a happily ever after. It’s just sex and friendship and fun. All I need to do is remember that as he makes me think about it for a couple of days while keeping things between us totally platonic.
Even though I’ve already made up my mind.
17
CAMERON
As expected,I’m met with a barrage of questions from Morgan when I come inside the house. All I let her know is that Lizzie and I enjoy each other’s company. Morgan isn’t happy with my lack of details, but even I don’t have all the answers and details right now. What am I going to tell her, that Lizzie and I are going to be fuck buddies for the foreseeable future?
Yeah, not happening.
I manage to get Morgan out the door after she realizes she isn’t going to get anything juicy out of me. Once she leaves, I check on the girls before I take a hot shower.
When I pull my phone out of my pocket, I have a message.
Lizzie: Hope you enjoy your shower.
My dick had settled down, but here we are again, and it only took one text. So I walk in there and relive the moment Lizzie moved her body against mine and the little breathy moans she let slip. I grip my cock and jerk up and down, imagining it’s her hands on my body.
It doesn’t take me long to finish, and while it takes the edge off, it’s really not enough.
Especially since I’m unsure of what I’m doing with her.
What if I’m making the biggest mistake with Lizzie? Will she really be okay with it being just sex? She said yes initially, but she doesn’t seem like the type of girl to go along with a casual fling. And I wouldn’t want to get in the way of her finding someone willing to give her more.