Cameron’s lips descend, sucking and kissing my neck. A moan escapes me before I can stop it, causing Cam’s hand to cover my mouth. “Should I fill your mouth to keep you quiet, hm?” “P-please,” I mumble behind his hand, desperate to have my fill of him. I’m begging just like he knew I would because I’m beginning to think he knows what I need before I even do. “Goddamnit,” he grunts, desire clear in his hungry gaze.
