Camille: It was almost dark outside, and just as Lucia had rightly said, it was quite chilly. I was thankful I had worn a thick hoodie over my clothes. That would serve as protection from both the cold and anyone who tried to look at me weird for buying plan b. ‘Cam, this is 2025,’ I told myself. From someone who ready steamy books for a living, I was pretty close minded. I walked for about ten minutes before I started to rethink my entire decision. The hospital was quite far. I had lied to Lucia that I was going to the school clinic, but I couldn’t bear the thought of seeing anyone who would recognize me as Lucia’s friend. Now I regretted my decision to walk. I could have taken a cab instead but foolhardy as I was, I had left the house without any money, standing on my decision to walk. Maybe it was because I didn’t want the feeling of telling Lucia so many lies or maybe it was something else but whatever it was had led me to make a dumb choice. I decided to go to a ph
Camille: “He’s lying. Whatever he told you. You should know your brother,” I spoke quickly, only realizing I had made things worse for myself later. She cocked her head to the side in confusion, and in that moment, she looked so much like Daniel it felt freaky. “You don’t even know what he said?” She countered, her suspicion growing. I sighed. I felt so cold all of a sudden that I could even feel myself shivering. I had dug a pit for myself and I needed to save myself before I fell in. “I don’t care what he said. Just know he’s lying.” I wished I could have come up with something else. “I’m so confused,” she said, crossing her arms over the other and walking up to me. I stepped back without thinking and knocked my heel against the door. “I thought you were in good terms or something. What happened?” she asked when she was close to me. I noticed her face then, the small smile she didn’t even try to hide. Think, Cam, think. Why did the thought of her brother and I no
Camille: What is wrong with me? Seriously! Immediately when I stepped into my room, I locked the door and stood behind it with my ear pressed against it. My entire body was shaking, my legs felt too weak to bear the weight of my entire body. I was scared, that much was obvious. I didn’t want to hear them yell again, not only because hearing them go at loggerheads with each other had triggered my panic attack the last time, but because this time, I was the main object of contention. I couldn’t imagine having both of them turn on me. I could have counted on Daniel’s support before, but after what I had said to him, I knew that was a lost cause. I winced when I thought about it. I had called his cum diseased. Ugh. A part of me felt horrible about my words especially when I remembered the hurt look he had given me, but another part of me was still mad at him. I had prided myself on not being like one of the other girls he hooked up with, but having him cum inside me r
Camille: It all went in. With not so much as even one obstruction in the way. I could feel the pressure of his cock inside me, but the accompanying discomfort was not there. He remained in that position for a while, holding my hips taut to him as though he wanted to revel being inside me for as long as he could. When I slightly angled my head to look up at him, I could see his eyes were tightly shut. My chest was pressed against the bed, and my butt was raised higher than I would have thought possible. I usually found this position dehumanizing, but being here, knowing he could go as deep as he wanted made me feel powerful in some ironic way. “Ow,” I gasped, not expecting the sudden deep thrust from him. “You good?” He asked in a thick voice. His British accent was clearer than usual now. “Yeah…” I murmured while my body quickly adjusted to his size. He pulled me back up since I had lolled forward. “I just wasn’t expecting…oh!” He pushed into me once more, even mo
Camille: “…and I can’t always assume all the time or only do what I want to do. I don’t want to mess this up. You can just get what you want if you…” he paused. “You don’t even have to ‘ask’. Just go for it. I’m right here. It’s always me. I want to know you like this…you want this just as much as I do, because sometimes it feels like you don’t.” . I couldn’t believe my heart could beat anymore wildly than it had before, but when Daniel spoke- explained to me why he hadn’t jumped at the opportunity to do what I had really wanted him to do. The tears returned, but this time they weren’t born out of pain, fear or uncertainty like before. I wasn’t unsure of how he felt toward me anymore. Looking at his face deeply this time, I could see all the hidden emotions erupt this time. The vulnerability, the need he had for me to want this as much as he did but most especially, the lust he had managed to conceal somehow was now very evident, so clear I wondered how I had missed it before.
Camille: My wide open mouth finally closed a few seconds after, breaking into a closed mouthed smile. What was I supposed to say to that? Daniel had just said he was obsessed with me, and unlike all the other times he had said anything remotely pleasant to me and I inwardly forced myself to roll my eyes so I would convince myself I didn’t believe them and that they didn’t get to me, this one sounded really genuine. Not to sound pessimistic or accepting of the barest minimum, technically, Daniel had no other reason left to be nice to me. I mean, if he had only been acting like a decent human being just to get me to sleep with him, we were way past that now, so that meant he was being nice simply because he wanted to be nice to me. “Ah,” Daniel gasped, bringing me back to the present. “What?” I muttered, looking around before setting my eyes on the tv. The most disgusting animal I had ever seen stared back at me. I had no idea we had been watching a nature documentary.