Forever

Thirty-Three

"Son what's her name" My mother questions at dinner. I pull myself from my thoughts, smiling at her lightly. Camille and I have been seeing each other for the past two months, getting to know each other for the most part, I haven't suggested doing anything yet, I am a gentleman sometimes.

"Camille" Tyler moans. I kick him under the table, our mother's eyes light up at the mention of her name. My mother was possibly the nicest woman in the world and also the most embarrassing. She and Tyler would embarrass me just for the fun of it.

"When do I get to meet Camille" She questions. I roll my eyes.

"Never" I mumble.

"Nonsense, have her over for dinner tomorrow it's our last night before you go back to your fathers," She says. I sigh. "Or we can wait to do it with your father, Lucia, Rose, and Deanna"

I shake my head not wanting her to go close to my father or Lucia for that matter. My father was a strict man, he had rules in place and you would be a dumbass to break them. He was racist and it bothered me but I never had the guts to confront him. Lucia, his wife, was nice. She stayed out of my business, for the most part, I could see why my father loved her so much. She was more of a partner to him through and through in business and in marriage. My mother is an affectionate woman and as my father grew older and colder they drifted apart. She didn't want him for the man he was becoming and he understood.

Their divorce was amicable. My mother still attends all our family trips and Rose even once told me she wished my mom was her mom.

"Fine," I say. "Just you and Tyler what's his name is not allowed" My mom rolls her eyes. My mother was dating again. Tyler and I are disgusted by it. She has this boyfriend who's a piece of shit, well he's not that bad but he looks stupid.

"I will invite Marco if I want to," She argues. "But I won't I want her all to myself"

"You'll have to go through Derek here" I roll my eyes.

...

I grip her ass tightly as her mouth moves against mine. We were currently up in my room waiting for the dreaded dinner. It was just us and the housekeeper Marlene who's caught my sneaking Camille in plenty of times.

She moans into my mouth rubbing her hips against me. Her legs straddle me on the side torturing me. I almost lose it right there but try my best to keep my composure. She stops looking down at me. Her hair covers my face lightly.

"What," I ask.

"Um can you control yourself," She says. I mentally slap myself feeling my erection in my pants. Bad dog. I lift her off me before sitting up. I run an anxious hand down my face.

"Sorry" I mumble. She rubs a hand on my shoulder kissing my cheek.

"I'm surprised you haven't asked for anything"

"I don't want to make you uncomfortable, I don't want to ruin this. But if wanted to we could just whatever you feel comfortable with"

"Have you done it before" She questions.

"What sex" She nods looking down. "Yeah once"

She looks up shocked, big shocker I'm not a man whore. There was this girl Liliana in freshman year. She was a junior at the time and was friendly with Tyler. He threw a party one night and she came to my room asking me to fuck her. I was horny and stupid so I did, I didn't last that long and I'm pretty sure I did everything wrong. Because of my relationship with Rhett and Tyler, everyone assumed I followed their behavior and had sex with every girl I laid my eyes on.