Cameron's POV
It was starting to get late, and I hadn't heard anything from Wesley yet. I figured he just got tired and went to bed. I decided to go up to bed without him. I took my clothes off to look for some pajamas, and as I was searching in my closet, I felt two muscular arms wrap around me. I jumped around, almost having a heart attack.
"Wesley! You could've made me have a heart attack! What are you doing?" How in the world did I not hear him come in the house?
"Well, right now I'm staring at an amazingly gorgeous, half-naked Cameron, and I'm really liking the view," he smirked, checking me out up and down.
"Oh, really," I seductively said, doing the same to him. I bit my lip, and I know it turned him on. He stepped closer to me, now wrapping his arms around the front of my waist.
"You know, your birthday is over," I chuckled.
"It doesn't have to be. I'm still in the mood," he whispered seductively, his lips touching my ear.
"I'd say so," I giggled, seeing as his hard on was already growing. He finally made the first move and let his lips ever so delicately kiss mine. He kissed me so sweetly and passionately. We slowly walked back towards my bed, not breaking the kiss. Here I am, in this position with Wesley, nothing in our way this time, but yet I'm still hesitant. I was so sure I wanted to do this earlier. I slowed down a bit, thinking before it got too heated.
"What's wrong, Cam?"
"I'm just nervous," I told him honestly.
"Why? This isn't your first time, is it?"
"No, it's not that. I just really, really love you, and I don't want this one night to change our relationship."
"Cameron, I love you too, and if you don't want to do this, I don't want to pressure you. I would wait a hundred years for you, and I'd still fall in love with you everyday all over again."
"I don't think I'd be very attractive a hundred years from now, but that makes me feel a lot better. I think I'm ready though, but I probably just ruined this whole mood," I giggled. He shook his head and kissed my lips. It didn't take long for it to get heated, so we were right back in the same position as before. He kissed up and down my jaw, and slowly left a trail down to my bra. He looked up at me before unclasping it. He took it off and threw it to the side. He stared at my chest, smirking up at me. It was silly, but that small gesture made me feel a lot better about Wesley seeing me like this. He continued his kisses and trails all over my body until it led him down to the lining of my panties.
"You're completely sure you're ready?" He asked for what seemed like the hundredth time.
"Yes, Wesley. I'm completely ready," I insisted, motioning for him to continue. He slowly grabbed the band of my panties and inched them down my legs, keeping his eyes connected to mine. He slid them around my feet and tossed them to the side where my bra landed.
"You're so fucking gorgeous, it's unbelievable," he mumbled sexily, close to my heat, making me shiver. He worked his magic to send me to my highs, and before I knew it he was at my entrance. He started out slow and passionate, but it didn't take long for his thrusts to quicken, making me call out in pleasure.
"I'm so close," I moaned as his thrusts deepened.
"Hold on, baby," he grunted, thrusting faster. I could feel that he was close as he was starting to groan. I started clenching around his member, and we both reached our climaxes. He slowed down, and we eventually laid next to each other on my bed, catching our breaths.
"I'm not gonna lie, Stromberg, that was some of the hottest sex I've ever had," I chuckled while still catching my breath.
"That's what all the ladies say when I'm done with them," he winked over at me, giving me his signature smirk. I laughed at his cocky response. "I'm kidding, but that's not all I've got up my sleeve, so lookout for round two," he winked again, chuckling at himself. He eventually put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. Our sticky naked bodies were fully touching now. I was laying my head on his toned chest, and he was rubbing circles on my back and shoulder. I felt different after having sex with Wesley. It felt like pure love, not like what I've felt with other guys.
"Hey, I just want you to know that I'm so in love with you," Wesley whispered to me. "My heart has never felt like this after having sex with someone. It's seriously still beating so hard," he chuckled. I smiled up at him as he was staring at me already.
"I'm so in love with you too, Wes. I was just thinking the same thing, though. My heart is going crazy, feel it," I giggled, turning over and putting his hand right above my boob. He smiled and did the same to me. Both of our hearts were beating so rapidly. I laid back down on his chest, hoping maybe that he would continue giving me tickles on my back. He did, and that was the last thing I felt before drifting to sleep on him.
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Memories (Wesley Stromberg)
Hayran KurguWesley and Cameron have been best friends for years. Wesley has always been super protective of Cameron. What if he has had feelings for her all along? What if she has had feelings for him?