It feels incredible, and all I can imagine is getting him inside me again. I need to stretch around him as he fills me completely. But as I arch up against him and let out a moan when he grinds down into me, he stops. “Don’t,” I beg. “I need it.” He chuckles breathlessly. “I do, too, baby. Trust me. There’s nothing I need more than this right now.” “Then why aren’t you fucking me right now?” I whine. “Because Cam is right downstairs,” he says. “And you tend to lack volume control. I don’t regret telling him about us, but I’m also not trying to rub it in his face, either.”
