The Boyfriend (The Camgirl Part 3)

The Boyfriend Part LXXXVI: That's Marie, Isn't It?

Blake

Blake let Liam's half-hard cock pop free of her mouth, then gave it another lick before frowning at it.

She'd already sucked her boyfriend's wonderful cock clean after fucking him, then getting him to empty his load down her throat, but despite her tiredness, she didn't want to be done just yet.

"Why do you have to take this with you when you leave," she sighed, making the sound as overly dramatic as she could manage before glancing at her boyfriend.

For a moment, he looked as though he'd been about to say something. Then his eyes took on a far-off cast.

"What?" Blake asked.

Liam grinned, "I was going to say I would be all for portal-underwear or something that would let me leave it with you, but I'm pretty sure you'd abuse that power way too much."

Blake snorted, shooting him a flat look, "You're telling me if I gave you a pocket-pussy that connected directly to mine--tasted like it and everything--you wouldn't do things to it at inappropriate times?"

Liam blushed, then just shrugged, "Fair point."

Taking a moment to gaze over her shoulder at him, Blake drank in the sight of her naked boyfriend. The muscles of his chest and stomach flexed with every breath, still labored from the after-effects of his orgasm, and his body shone with the same sheen of sweat she felt on hers.

Blake bit her lip, then turned around and crawled over to Liam, draping her body over his.

"I don't want you to leave. I know you have to because you have to do your stupid homework and spend some time practicing--"

"And you have a show," Liam added, "And Marie's supposed to be home later tonight. I can do all my stuff way later."

Blake let out another overly dramatic sigh, "That doesn't mean I have to like it."

She leaned in to nip at Liam's lower lip, but he grabbed her and pulled her close just as she was about to pull back. He kissed her, and Blake melted into his touch.

When they came up for air, Blake was slumped against Liam's muscular body and her head was a little spiny.

"Mmm," she purred, lazily dragging her fingers over his skin, "Think maybe we can get a shower-quickie before you have to go?"

Liam laughed, "The only time we've ever been anything close to quick was when we've been in pub--"

The main door to Blake's apartment slammed shut, and Liam shut up. Both he and Blake went tense.

They both remained silent long enough to hear the footsteps pass by Blake's door then fade.

"That's Marie, isn't it?" Liam breathed.

Blake swallowed the lump in her throat.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

"It's gotta be. We heard Sophie walking around earlier."

"You said Marie was out tonight."

"She told me she was."

Blake took a deep breath. Then a few more. Her heart wouldn't stop pounding.

"What do we do?" Liam asked.

Blake glanced up at him, then straightened, closing her eyes, "Give me a sec."

The idea came to her more quickly than she'd expected.

She bit her lip, opening her eyes and meeting Liam's gaze.