“God yes,” Cam said, throwing his head back. He held my head tightly with both hands, thrusting against my face. I did my best to relax my jaw and take it all in, coughing a bit when he went too deep. I reached one hand up to brace myself by holding onto his thigh for balance, while the other hand kept stroking his cock in rhythm with his movements as he fucked my face.
I heard another car coming by, but I didn't care. Cam tensed up, shifting his position and turning my head to the side, so his body was blocking sight of me from the road. I shifted on my knees, keeping Cam's cock in my mouth. I worked my tongue around the head while it slid between my lips. I could already taste the precum, a salty preview of what would be coming for me soon.
I looked up at Cam, my eyes locked onto his. I pulled back and stroked him fast with my hand, teasing the head of his cock against my lips. “Do you want me to swallow?” I asked, my voice a soft purr.
“God yes,” he said.
“You want me to be a good girl for you?” I asked, eager to please him.
“Yes. God, you're such a sweet girl.”
I whimpered, wrapping my lips around the head of his cock. I stroked the shaft in long, fast motions, moaning enthusiastically to spur Cam on. I could feel his knees starting to buckle. He had to brace one hand against my shoulder to keep his balance. I knew he wouldn't last much longer.
“Come on, baby,” I said, stroking him faster. “Please. Give it to me. I want to swallow it.”
He groaned, putting one hand to the back of my head. He started getting rougher, shoving his cock in deeper. I could feel it getting bigger in my mouth as he got closer and closer to climax. I closed my eyes and held my breath, getting myself ready for it.
“Here it comes,” Cam said between clenched teeth. He held my head in a tight grip, moving my hand away with his so he could jerk himself off to finish the job. I held still, whimpering, unable to pull away. I could feel Cam's hand banging against my mouth as he held just the tip of his cock inside, running his hand up and down his shaft.
“Swallow it!” he shouted as he started to come, filling my mouth. I winced at the sour taste, swallowing as much as I could. I pulled back, gagging. The last few drops squirted onto my lips and cheeks, while Cam gasped and shuddered in pleasure.
I laughed touching a finger to my cheeks. “You got it all over me!”
He looked down at me, touching a finger under my chin to make me look up at him. “You were supposed to swallow it all.”
I kept my eyes on his. I licked the tip of his cock to clean it off, then used my finger to clean the cum off my cheeks, sucking it off my fingers until I'd swallowed every last drop.
“Satisfied?”
He grinned. “Good girl.”
Cam helped me to my feet. I pulled him close, grabbing his shirt and using it to wipe my chin clean.
“Hey!” He gave me an offended look.
I giggled. “Hey, Mister, you make the mess, you help clean it up.”
He zipped up, his movements awkward. It looked like he was having trouble getting his legs to work. I took that as a compliment.
He put an arm around me. We started walking back to my parents' house. Cam slid his hand down to grab my ass as we walked.
“I love you,” I told him.
“I love you,” he said.
I leaned my head against his shoulder. I couldn't believe how happy I was.
Now we just needed to find the right way to tell my parents about this. About the engagement, of course. Not about what we'd done afterwards.
Chapter 15
Cameron
Ami and I shared her small, lumpy bed that night. I wasn't sure how her parents would feel about us sleeping in the same bed, even though we were both adults. But they didn't say anything about it, and thankfully, Ami had already taken care of my needs earlier in the night, so there wasn't any temptation to do anything that her parents might overhear. The walls seemed to be pretty thin.
I didn't sleep well. The bed was cramped; it was just a twin bed, and we were used to sharing a queen sized bed at our apartment. But it felt nice being snuggled up against my fiance all night long. I still wasn't used to that idea, Ami being my fiance. But it was a good feeling.
We slept in, and awoke to the smell of cooking coming from downstairs. It was already past noon. I rarely slept in so late, but it felt good.