The Two of Us (Love in Isolation 1)

“Cami…” I warn, pulling back slightly. “This is a bit more than what they were doing.”

“Trust me, they will be soon,” she quickly retorts.

I chuckle against her mouth and somehow garner enough strength to move her off me and place her back on the couch.

“You get off on telling me no, don’t you?”

I eye my crotch, and her gaze follows to the noticeable erection. “That’s not the case. If my dick was capable, it’d cuss me out right now.”

“Whoa…that guy totally threw his chick under the bus after initiating the kiss and even saying fuck the money. What a douche.”

“Those two…” She blows out an exaggerated breath. “Drive me crazy.”

“The two chicks are now making out…” I shake my head. “Another rule break.” We each take another shot.

“Saddle up for kiss number two.”

I grab one of the pillows and put it over my crotch before she can grind against me again.

Cami chuckles as her eyes lower. “Trying to resist temptation?”

“Trying to keep myself from blowing my damn load. These people are gonna get me drunk with blue balls.”

She cups my face and kisses me, sliding her tongue between my lips. Moaning at how amazing she tastes, I deepen our connection as her head falls back. My fingers thread through her hair as I pull her closer, but before things go too far, I create space as we gasp for air.

“I think I need a cold shower.”

“Nope! No self-gratification per the rules.”

“You’re going to be the death of me, aren’t you?” I inhale sharply, then exhale. I’m really trying to take things slow with Cami so I don’t fuck it up, but damn, she’s making me second-guess my decision.

With the episode nearly over, the show takes a turn, and I can’t stop laughing at how dramatic everyone is.

For the next few hours, we continue watching, taking shots, and making out. Honestly, it’s a goddamn miracle I don’t tear off her clothes.

By the final episode, there were eight rule breaks, three of which were more than just kissing. One couple had sex and another almost did, but none of that is shown, other than glimpses of a blow job.

At that point, I was eight shots deep and couldn’t say no as Cami kneeled between my thighs and took me in her mouth.

And as every member of the cast who broke a rule said—it was totally worth it.

Chapter Fifteen

CAMERON

DAY 10

It’s been three grueling days of seducing Eli and him denying me before we get too far. We watched my show and played my drinking game. There was some action in between, but since then, he’s insisted on an “above the waist only” rule.

He’ll kiss me and lay with me on the couch no problem, but anything more and he resists.

Eli’s encouraged me to watch the “classics” with him, including Ferris Bueller’s Day Off and Groundhog Day—which ironically feels like what we’re living in—and I had him watch a few of my favorites like Pretty in Pink, Breakfast Club, and Sixteen Candles. It’s been nice hanging out with him and using this time to talk. I definitely feel like we’ve grown closer and have created a tighter bond, but now I’m ready to jump his damn bones.

Cameron: No matter what I do, Eli still says no! Even when I basically straddle his lap and grind on his cock. And trust me, he’s hard!

Kendall: Did you try just walking around naked? As someone who’s seen your boobs before, there’s no way he’d be able to resist them.

I chuckle, knowing she has a good point. I do have awesome tits.

Cameron: I don’t know. That seems too obvious. And a little chilly, honestly.

It’s been in the thirties and windy.

Kendall: There’s a trend on TikTok where you walk in on your man naked and record his reaction. Most don’t deny the opportunity and chase after their women. It’s worth a shot!

Cameron: You’re right…I’m playing to win here!

Kendall: Yes, you are! Take off your clothes and go get your man!

Cameron: I’ll report back!

After I get out of bed and take a shower, I slather myself with lotion and spritz body spray. I towel dry my hair and put moisturizer on my face. Wrapping myself in only a robe, I head downstairs to find him. He’s probably making breakfast, and he can stare at my naked ass while I prepare his espresso.

The moment I get downstairs, I untie my robe and prepare to take it off. I’m not going to film his reaction because then he’ll know something’s up, but I will seduce him until he cracks.

Eli’s facing the stove, and my eyes trail down his bare back and stop at his gray sweatpants that hang low on his hips.

This asshole is testing me.

There’s no way he’s wearing anything underneath them either. I want to tear them off with my teeth.