Babel Novel
20
CAMDEN
So, you’re telling me you haven’t changed your mind?
ME
No.
CAMDEN
Even if I’m telling you I want anal?
ME
Shit … no, I guess.
CAMDEN
Fearless. I didn’t know that about you.
ME
I’m not asking you to fall in love with me, Camden. I’m asking you to give me an experience I’ll never forget. That doesn’t make me fearless. It makes me hungry to learn more about my body.
“Hello?” Hannah sang, her eyes on Camden. “Are you going to answer me? Or at least put your phone down and pretend you’re listening to what I’m saying?”
“Sorry,” Camden replied. “What did you ask?”
“Unbelievable.” Hannah shook her head, clearly annoyed. “Who are you texting with?”
My heart began to beat so fast that my throat was vibrating.
His eyes lit up, and he traced the inside of his lip with his tongue. “The girl I’m going to fuck tonight.”
I couldn’t be sure he was only texting with me at this table, but the thought of him having conversations with other women at the same time didn’t sit well with me.
Hannah crossed her arms over her chest. “The bartender?”
“Maybe.”
Ouch.
Why does hearing that hurt so much?
It wasn’t just because she was gorgeous and she was here, which made it so easy for her to leave with him at the end of her shift.
It was because I didn’t want him touching any other woman while this proposition was in motion.
That was stupid of me to even think that was possible. That he would only want to be with me when he wasn’t getting anything out of this.
Lesson one, I’d only had an orgasm, not him.
Lesson two and three would be the same.
And maybe it was selfish to want Camden all to myself, but I did.
And, gosh, that thought was heavy.
“What about you?” Hannah said to me. “You’ve been on your phone half the night too. Who are you chatting away with, girl?”
She couldn’t see my screen, but that didn’t mean I hadn’t been completely obvious.
I’d just been so wrapped up in my conversation with Camden. So curious to what his replies would be. So drawn to him in a way I hadn’t expected that I was being careless in front of my best friend.
“My dad,” I blurted out, my family the first excuse that had come to me since it was a conversation I’d had with my father several hours earlier. “He’s trying to buy a gift for my mom, and he needs my help.”
“A tennis bracelet. Done. Tell Dad you’re welcome.” She smiled, and then her lids narrowed again as she looked at Camden. “Back to Macon. Let’s pursue this and see what happens.”
“You’re not going to let it go, are you?” Camden asked.
“Unless you want to introduce Oaklyn to another one of your single friends. I mean, there’s also Cooper and Brady, if you think they’d be better fits.”
“Nah.”
“Why nah?” Hannah mocked.
Camden thumbed his screen for a few more seconds and tucked his phone under his arm. “They’re not right for her either.”
CAMDEN
When I take your ass, I assure you, that’s something you won’t forget.
ME
Are you telling me that’ll be your first time doing that? That is what I requested.
“Why aren’t they right for her?” Hannah pushed. “It seems like whoever I suggest isn’t good enough for our Oaklyn. I need to understand your reasoning.”
CAMDEN
I can’t tell you that.
ME
I figured.
CAMDEN
But I can tell you that I’ll be gentle … and that’s not something I’ve done before.
ME
Isn’t that nice of you?
You know what? On second thought, I don’t need one of your firsts. This is about me. Not you. The man I fall in love with can give me one of his firsts. I need nothing more from you other than these lessons. And don’t worry, I’ll come up with something for the fourth one.
I slowly looked up at him.
His lips wet and parted, he took me in before he said to his sister, “Hannah, my friends aren’t the kind of guys you’re looking for. They’re all like me. Every one of them. Wild. Uncommitted. Fucking dominants who aren’t looking to be soft and tender with a virgin. Macon and I aren’t the only players of the group. They all are.”
Soft and tender. Camden’s favorite words when describing what I needed.
Yet the other night, hints of both had shown through.
He didn’t touch me, he didn’t even direct me, but he could have bitten my finger when he put it in his mouth to lick off my wetness, and he didn’t. He could have skipped straight to lesson five when I was straddling the cushions of his couch, and he didn’t do that either.
For a wild, dominant wolf of a player, he had certainly shown patience with me.
Except for tonight.
Tonight, he was living up to everything he had said he was.
“You’re telling me you literally know no one?” Hannah asked him.
“That’s what I’m telling you.”
CAMDEN
I’m sure I can get you to change your mind.
As I processed the thought of Camden being gentle with my ass, of him conquering not one, but two of my firsts, of him owning literally every single part of my body, a thought came to me. A thought that involved my mouth. A thought that caused a tingling between my legs, forcing me to push my thighs together, shifting them back and forth to add friction. My nipples ached as they pressed into my bra.
What’s happening to me?
How is he doing this to me?
And who am I turning into?
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Doubtful.
And don’t try to claim that blow job tonight unless you’re into pain.
I turned to my best friend, the desire to kill this conversation stronger than ever. “Han, I really don’t need you finding me someone. When I meet the guy I’m supposed to be with, I’ll know it, and it’ll happen naturally.” I squeezed her arm. “It won’t be because my best friend is trying to play Cupid-even though I love you dearly for that.”
“And if the natural plan doesn’t work out, we can always put you on Hooked.”
CAMDEN
You said I could have it whenever I wanted.
ME
And I’m telling you, tonight, I’ll bite.
CAMDEN
But the fact that you’re even thinking about sucking my dick in the same bar that my sister’s in? Now, that’s fucking hot.
“Whatever,” Hannah sighed. “I’m not giving up. Next time I see Macon, I’m totally weighing the situation and playing matchmaker if I get a good feeling about him.”
ME
It’s only hot if you like teeth.