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“I’m not a piece of meat, baby girl,” he says, his voice low and husky, and if I weren’t so tired, I’d probably push him right onto the bed and mount him.

I shrug my shoulders. “It’s not my fault you’re so damn sexy.”

“Says the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.” He wraps his arms around my lower back and kisses my forehead. “Sexy. Pretty. Beautiful. But those words still don’t feel like enough to actually describe how perfect you are.”

“Cameron,” I sigh, melting into him. I know his words are honest, and I just fall even harder.

“Come on, Z. Let’s get in bed.”

We walk out of the bathroom and climb into bed together. Cameron pulls the blankets over us before pulling me into his body.

I snuggle in farther. “This is my favorite way to sleep.”

“Mine too.” I can’t see his face in the dark, but I can still hear the smile in his voice. “Sleeping without you in my arms feels wrong now.”

“So don’t do it.”

Cameron splays his hand over my stomach and kisses the back of my head. “I don’t plan on ever sleeping without you again, Zhuri.”

I turn my head to face him. “Ever?”

“Ever.” He kisses me sweetly. “You’re mine, Z. I have no plans to ever let you go.”

“I really like that idea,” I murmur against his lips before taking them again. “Good night, Cammy.”

“Good night, Zhuri baby.”

Sleeping here in Cameron’s arms, I know it won’t be a good night—it’s going to be thebestnight.

The morning comes way too soon. It’s barely light outside, and I don’t want to be awake right now.

Apparently, Cameron doesn’t either because he doesn’t even budge when the alarm goes off.

“Cameron,” I whisper, but he doesn’t move. “Cameron,” I say again, shoving him lightly. “Cameron!”

I sigh because he’s sleeping like a baby right now.

And then I get an idea. I wiggle my ass and smile when I feel him hard against me.

I roll over to face him and lightly tease my hand up the inside of his thigh before cupping his hard length through his briefs.

“Cameron,” I say lowly as I gently squeeze. He groans and starts to slowly open his eyes. “Good morning, baby.” I squeeze again.

“Fuck.” His voice is full of gravel in his sleepy state, and it’s hot as hell.

“You needed a little help waking up,” I tease, trailing my fingers over his waistband. “I think I can help you a little more, though.”

“Yeah,” he rasps, helping me shimmy his boxers down his legs. “I think you can.”

I kiss him before crawling backward down the bed, stopping with my face inches from his hard dick. “Then let me take care of you.” I take my tongue and lick a trail from root to tip.

“Fuck.”

“Suck,” I smirk before wrapping my lips around him and swallowing him down. His moan as I do is guttural, and it only spurs me on.

I cup his balls in one hand as I take all of his length inside, feeling the head of his cock hitting down my throat.

I gulp around him a few times before he quickly pulls my head off him.