I trace his jawline with my finger and lean in, grazing my lips against his. He leans down, filling the gap between us. Our lips melt together, so in synch with eachother. His lower body presses against mine, and I squirm, wanting more.
"You want me to fuck you? Hard or soft? Fast or slow? Tell me-I will do whatever you ask of me." Cameron whispered into her ears.
"Cameron I'm hungry." She muttered.
He looked at her as if she said the stupidest thing he's ever heard. " I'm hard and you're hungry, which do you think is more important right now?"
" My hunger, to be honest with you-"
"Incorrect, the right answer was my dick." He smirks.