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Cameron underneath me, his throat exposed, his pink mouth open…fuck. Cameron’s chocolate eyes wide, and dark with want…fuck.

My breath comes faster. The water runs over my closed fist, over skin that’s flushed and sensitive and demanding.

The pleasure peaks and spills over. I come hard, water streaming down my face, my hips jerking into my fist, brutal and fleeting. It will never be enough. Not like this. Not alone.

But it’s all I have.

For now.

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CAMERON

My phone pings while I’m lying on my bed. I grab it too fast and almost drop it.

Gwen

how was your day?

it was good. you?

mine was good. boring

yeah, me too. sometimes all I do is go to campus and come home

It’s been two days since Gwen asked if I’m a virgin. Two days since she said she wanted to teach me. Two days since Lucien shoved me against the wall and fucked up every rational thought in my head.

I can’t stop thinking about him. I have to stop thinking about him.

I can’t think about the pressure of his strong body pinning mine. Can’t think about his thick thigh between my legs or his breath so close to mine.

God. I have to stop.

This is exactly why I need Gwen. If I can get close to her, I can forget about Lucien.

I need to see her.

can I call you?

The three dots appear and disappear for what feels like forever.

yes.

A phone number appears in the chat.

My hands are shaking as I dial. I don’t even know why I’m nervous. We’ve been talking for weeks. But this is different. This is her voice. This feels more real than the messages we’ve sent.

It rings once. Twice.

“Hello?”

Her voice is bright. It’s higher than I expected, sweet, with a warmth that makes me feel like I’m standing in summer light.

“Gwen?” My voice comes out low, like I’m trying to sound more masculine. It’s unconscious sometimes and kind of embarrassing.

“Cameron.” She sounds happy. “I was hoping you’d call.”

“Yeah, I—” I clear my throat. “It’s getting late, but I just wanted to hear your voice before I went to sleep.”