I’m here
Why can’t you sleep
The man traveled across an ocean today. He’s got to be exhausted.
Three dots appear, then disappear. Then reappear.
Cam
Truth?
Me
Truth
I grin at the memory of the night I tried to get him to play Truth or Dare at the bed-and-breakfast.
Cam
I can’t stop imagining how you were grinding against my mattress before I interrupted
Yup. Pussy, meet choke hold.Help.
Cam
When you leave tomorrow, will the scent of your pussy be branded on my sheets?
Dear Lord, the man’s lewd. I fucking love it.
Me
You’re making this really hard for me
Cam
I could say the same about you…
I snag my vibrator and twirl it. He’s right about one thing—there’s no way I can go to bed in this state. I’m way too pent up. Why does it feel like the man’s sexual energy has a force field over me?
An idea strikes me then. One that’ll leave me satisfied and won’t have me going back on my word…
Mere seconds after I textCome here, the bedroom door flies open and a shirtless Cameron skids across the hardwood floor.
When I turn on the bedside light, I can’t help but revel in the merriment brightening his stupidly handsome face.
“I have a proposition,” I say, sitting up higher against the headboard.
He takes a hesitant step closer, his brows jumping. He regards me, then my toy, then me again. Oh, I’ve piqued his interest, all right.
It’s more than a force field of sexual energy.
With a deep breath in to ease the ache in my chest, I push that thought away.
“Neither of us is falling asleep anytime soon,” I begin.
A nod, then he’s positioned in the middle of the room, hands clenched into fists at his sides and his chest heaving.
I stand by my decision. I won’t have sex with him, but I have needs—and dare I say kinks? A little voyeurism could satisfy us both without crossing the line.
