Page 99 of The Boyfriend Gamble

“No, baby, deep breaths. That was the worst of it. Now just try to relax.”

He gripped the sheets. “It feels so weird. No, don’t pull out. Stay still, okay? Just for a minute.”

“For as long as you need.” My instinct, of course, was to pull out. To remove the discomfort. To tug him into my arms and hold him tight.

“I think…let’s try.”

“Yes, easy. Slow.” And I followed my words. Sliding in a millimeter or two, then pulling back. Steadily until I was finally seated.

Our gazes held.

He nodded.

I began a rhythm of pulling back, then thrusting back in.Gentle. Easy. Don’t break him. The urge to pick up the pace overwhelmed, but no way would I do that. Nope. I was going to take it easy.

Cameron arched his neck back and his gaze went to the ceiling. “I don’t know if I can take much more of this.” He gazed back at me.

I wrapped my hand around his cock and tugged.

His thighs tightened around me.

Yeah. This.At that point, I increased my pace—balancing gentleness with fervor. I jerked him at the same rate.

He muttered something about coming moments before he stiffened and spurted cum from his cock.

Still, I kept up the unrelenting pace, even as his inner walls convulsed around me

Then, finally, I thrust hard and held myself still.

Our gazes collided.

My future flashed before my eyes.

Yeah. Him.

I just didn’t know if I wanted to be his secret boyfriend forever.

Chapter Nine

Cameron

Thingsweregreatrightup until the moment they weren’t.

I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t bring myself to invite Jasper to any of the Christmas events I was expected to attend. And I couldn’t back out of those commitments because that would’ve drawn attention to myself.

Claiming to have the flu was definitely a possibility.

Until Jasper figuratively kicked my ass to the curb.

We didn’t break up exactly. We just…agreed to take a hiatus for a few days. I told him I’d see him on the twenty-seventh and that I’d dedicate five days entirely to him.

He’d smiled and told me he understood.

The worst part was that he probably did.

Well, no. The extra-worst part was that he’d be alone for Christmas.

I’d tried to feel out Everett and Rayne—but they were taking Champ to Everett’s parents and staying for three days.

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