My voice was low and gravelly when I spoke, “The first thing about me you should know is I hate being teased.” My right hand found the nape of her neck, holding her still so I could kiss her. She gasped at the contact of our lips, allowing me to find her tongue with my own.
“Seriously, guys, you couldn’t wait ten minutes?” Cam said, a bit of jealousy in his tone.
I pulled away from Harper to answer him. “Pretty boy, we are just getting started.”
Harper was kissing and sucking my neck as my eyes bore into his. A moan escaped my lips, causing him to groan.
“Fuck, you make such pretty noises, Tucker.” Cam rasped as he white-knuckled the wheel.
“Cam, fuck the food. Take us home. I need you guys,” Harper pleaded, voice sounding shaky and desperate.
“You heard the lady,” I mumbled, finding Harper’s lips again. With my hands on her hips, I moved her against me. She moaned against my lips.
Fuck, she was going to ruin me.
I let my kisses trail to her cheek, then the line of her jaw, and finally landed on her pulse point. I sucked her flesh hard and bit down hard enough to cause her to whimper. I rubbed my tongue over the spot to soothe the ache, then pulled away. Her hands cupped my face quickly as she kissed me deeply, rocking her pussy against my cock in a rhythm that was going to makeme blow my load in my pants. But that would be a waste of cum.
I pulled away from her, panting. I gripped her hips tight enough to leave bruises to get her to stop grinding against me. She groaned loudly at the loss of friction.
“No! Why’d you stop me? I was so close!” she whined with her eyes closed and head thrown back. There was enough moonlight through the windows to see how fast her chest was rising and falling.
“Aw, Cam, do you hear how needy our little princess is?”
Cam responded by hitting the gas and practically flying into the driveway. He hopped out of the car, and before I knew it, our door was open, and he was lifting Harper off my lap. He clearly had some pent-up sexual frustration, couldn’t imagine why. But he was carrying her up the walkway and into the house. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, and she was kissing his neck. Fuck. I hopped out of his car, slammed the door, and jogged after them.
I shut the front door behind me. He had her pinned against the wall as they made out. I saw his tongue slide into her mouth, and fuck, it was so hot. The way she was moaning under him and moving her hips in hopes of finding some friction.
One hand cupped her ass as he reached out to me with the other. I came over, and he pulled away from her. He looked from my eyes to my lips, then back to my eyes, and gave a small nod. That was all the consent I needed. I crashed my lips against his. It was different from our first kiss; it was messy and needy and so fucking euphoric. Harper licked up the column of my neck, leaving kisses and biting me as she made her way down. Cam and I kissed like we were starved for each other. As we slowed our kiss, preparing to pull apart and hopefully head to a bed, that's when we heard it.
“Oh. What the actual fuck, man?”
Cam's head whipped in the direction of the familiar voice ashe quickly lowered Harper to the ground. Cam’s entire demeanor changed. He clearly wasn’t ready to tell Reed, and I guess in all the excitement, we didn’t realize they were here. Reed stood there with his hair mussed, a hoodie on, and basketball shorts. I couldn’t tell if he came from the living room or a room down the hallway, not that it mattered.
“Cam? Is there something you want to tell me?” Reed didn’t look angry; there was hurt resting in his green eyes. He crossed his arms over his chest and waited for his best friend to tell him the secret he’d been holding on to. Harper had explained that Reed knew about them, but I’m sure they hadn’t told Reed about Cameron’s newfound sexuality. It didn’t bother me. I was never going to push for him to come out if he wasn’t ready, but I wish we had paid a bit more attention to the car parked outside. I felt guilty, if anything.
Cam scratched his neck, looking beyond nervous. He looked as if he were to say what was on his mind, it would kill him. “Uh, yeah, actually. I wanted to tell you in a different setting. Wren knows, but I’m sure she wanted you to hear it from me, which is real?—"
“Cam, you're rambling. Just tell him, he’ll understand.” I comforted, placing a hand on the small of his back. Rather than tensing under my touch, he relaxed.That’s my boy.
Hearing that seemed to calm Reed; he dropped his arms to his side and gave a curt nod.
“Fuck. So, long story short, I think I’m bisexual. Well, not think… I am. But I am also interested in being in a relationship with both your sister and your old friend.” A laugh that sounded more like a sigh escaped him. You could almost feel the relief coming off Cam.
Reed furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at the three of us. He looked like his brain was running a mile a minute. And then, slowly, a small smirk etched its way onto his face.
“Okay,” Reed said after a minute, with a shrug of his shoulders.
“Okay? What does that mean?” Cam asked, worry present in his voice.
Reed signed, running a hand over his bearded face, “Just okay. This is a lot to process. Harper made mention of it, but I wasn’t expecting to see this just yet. Thought the conversation between us would happen first.”
“I’m sorry, Reed. I didn’t mean to keep it from you. This is all pretty new to me, too. I’m not used to feeling this way. I should’ve thought about how that would make you feel.”
Reed threw up a hand, cutting off Cam's thoughts, and took a step forward. His voice was louder than before, not angry but stern. “Stop it, Cameron.” Cam flinched at the sound of his full name as if he had been slapped. “You have been thinking about everyone else for your entire goddamn life. I amgladyou’re being selfish. It’s about damn time, man. I’m not angry, upset, or disappointed. I am so fucking proud of you, man.”
Cam smiled at him, clearly relieved. Reed closed some distance between them, placing a hand on Cam's shoulder. “You’re happy, right, man?”
He nodded.
