Coppertone

Taylor was innately aware of how amazing he smelled now, too. Same cologne as before, but much less sweat and dirt. "I never actually said yes."

"But you never actually said no either." His smile was so annoyingly sexy.

Bitch-face was a lot more difficult to maintain now that Cameron was actually here; in her room, sitting on her fucking bed. This was really happening, right? "It's really late--"

"Yeah, no kidding. I got here 30 minutes ago, but I was trying to figure out how to get up here." He motioned towards the window. "I've never done this before, believe it or not."

"I'm sure you've done worse."

Cameron smiled. "No... I don't usually have to try this hard." He reached towards her and grabbed her hand, pulling Taylor towards him and between his legs. Taylor wondered if he could feel how fast her heart was beating. His hands rest on the back of her bare thighs. Taylor was quickly reminded that though the huge shirt covered most of her, she had never gotten around to putting on panties.

"Cameron..." Taylor spoke barely above a whisper.

His hands were caressing her thighs, fingertips lightly tracing a path from the back of her knees to the curve of her hip.

Her skin was hot where he touched her. She really had not had any physical contact with anyone since last semester, and her body was eagerly responding. His hands were dangerously close to the wetness that was webbed between her thighs.

"Did you want me to come tonight?" Cameron looked up at her and stilled the movements of his hands. "You're kind of hard to read--"

Taylor silenced him by taking his hand and urging his fingertips between her legs. As he touched her, his eyes fluttered shut and he groaned. "Fuck." Cameron continued, softly teasing her opening. His other hand held an increasingly tight grasp on her waist has he proceeded to play with her.

Cameron suddenly pulled her into his body, forcing her onto her knees, straddling his body on the bed. He pulled her down against the front of his sweats and Taylor could not stop herself from grinding against the length of him through the fabric. She pitched forward grabbing his shoulders to steady herself.

Cameron roughly grabbed the front of her shirt and yanked it up, exposing her stomach. His lips were all over the newly revealed, licking and nipping at the skin between her breasts. "Take this off," he whispered.

Taylor didn't waste a second tearing the shirt off and tossing it to the floor as Cameron did the same. Before he could act, Taylor's hands were in his blonde hair, pulling his face forward and shoving a nipple into his mouth. He instantly began sucking and licking the sensitive buds. She reveled in how tightly he gripped her and continued to grind against him, surely soaking the front of his sweats.

"Fuck, I hope you can keep quiet." She felt Cameron move his hand between them to push off his sweats. He grabbed himself, stroking roughly. Taylor instinctively slid against it, feeling the thick rigid heat of it and trying to ease the ache she felt in her middle.

Cameron urged her body up allowing him to position himself at her entrance. As he teased her clit with the head, he grabbed her and pulled her into a kiss. Taylor was surprised by it but quickly gave in tasting him and groaning at the feeling of his tongue massaging hers and the feeling of his beard against her face.

The continued to kiss as Cameron slowly slid into her. Taylor was sure that if she hadn't been kissing him, she would have screamed at the feeling of him tearing through her, but all she could do was whimper into his mouth.

"Shhh." Cameron put his finger between their lips as he pushed himself to the hilt. "You okay?" Taylor nodded slowly and Cameron smiled. He put his hands on her hips and began moving her up and down, slowing stroking himself in and out her slit.

Taylor bit her lip hard to stop herself from moaning. With one of her hands buried in his hair and the other digging into his shoulder, she was doing all that she could to control herself.

Cameron was controlling her movements at first, but it only took a few strokes before Taylor had taken over. She rode him slowly at first, allowing herself to feel every inch of him. But quickly sped up her pace, all but slamming him into her at the end of each stroke. She watched the faces he made for approval of what she was doing. He was leaned back watching himself slide in and out her with a fervent gaze.

Taylor closed her and enjoyed the feeling of her approaching orgasm. She was touching herself, teasing her nipples and coaxing herself to the point of no return. She was almost there when Cameron grabbed her hips.

"Stop," he whispered. Taylor opened her eyes and looked down at him. He was heavy-lidded and breathing heavily, obviously close to release himself. She was suddenly nervous and puzzled.

"What's wrong?"

Cameron shook his head. "Nothing." He grabbed her hand, pulling her down against him. Their bodies shifted so that he was on top of her, but still deeply inside. "It's just my turn to fuck you." He folded her legs around his body and pressed deeply inside of her. He nuzzled her neck, kissing and nipping at the tender flesh there.

Taylor was struggling to keep quiet. Cameron being in control and fucking her was utterly different than her being on top. She felt the muscles of his strong arms and back as he thrust into her. She felt insatiable. She found a hand in his hair, tugging the blonde locks in a frenzy.

"Fuck, Taylor." Cameron nearly shouted. He pulled back and stared down at her as he began to pummel into her, only causing her to yank his hair even harder. He obviously enjoyed it, closing his eyes every time she pulled and fucked her harder. "Shit."

Taylor felt heat spreading through her body again. Her breaths began to quicken and become ragged. She knew she was no longer being quiet but she couldn't help it. Her hips were arching against his and she was losing herself in each stroke.

As her orgasm tore through her, Cameron captured her mouth in a kiss, preventing her from crying out loud. She held onto him as she rode it out digging her nails into the muscles of his arms.

Cameron's pace began to slow down and his strokes became longer. He sucked Taylor's bottom lip into his mouth and bit down as he fucked her slower. He groaned and pulled out suddenly and groaned, bringing himself between them and coming on her stomach.

"Goddamn." Cameron looked down and smirked at Taylor. "It's always the quiet ones, right?" He smiled before kissing her again. Taylor blushed and smiled softly. He grabbed his t-shirt from the floor and helped her clean up.

"I think I have a shirt for you when you're ready to leave..." Taylor spoke meekly, almost afraid of his response.

Cameron plodded down next to her pulling the covers over himself. He pulled her close to him. "Do I have to leave right now?" He was kissing her neck, face full of frizzy curls.

She smiled and leaned into his kisses, falling asleep still not really believing this night had just happened.

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"Maybe we can get him to hang out with us later."

Taylor stood watching her friend lay her towel out on her pool chair. Gina had been going on and on all morning about wanting to go out and tan on the lawn again. Taylor smiled to herself. "Yeah, maybe."

"I mean, he didn't even ask for our numbers yesterday." Gina's nose was scrunched up in sheer confusion. "How weird, right?"

Taylor hadn't shared anything about her night with Gina. And she didn't really feel like she needed to. It most likely wasn't going to happen again. When she had woken up this morning, she was alone. She assumed Cameron had slipped out sometime in the middle of the night.

She was trying her best to pretend she was ok with it. She had hooked up with her high school crush... and that alone had made her summer break at home worth it, right?

The prospect of seeing him again was nerve-wracking. She had been completely uninhibited with him last night, but without getting a chance to talk to him before he took off, she had no idea where Cameron's head was at-- and that gave her more anxiety than she really cared to deal with.

Taylor had scoped the yard several times before finally agreeing to go back outside with Gina. There was seemingly no sign of him. She did a small thank you prayer before she started rubbing her tanning oil on her skin.

"Oh!" Gina suddenly squealed. "There he is!"

Taylor whipped around to the direction Gina was looking. Her eyes widened when she saw Cameron crossing the yard, now back in his work jeans and boots... and her fucking Mathlete shirt. He had a crooked grin on his face as he approached them. Taylor once again found herself unable to breathe as he neared.

"Hey Cam--"

Gina spoke, but before she could even get the words out, she was silenced. Cameron walked past her to Taylor and immediately pulled her in for a deep kiss. One hand gripped her ass and the grabbed the back of her neck bringing her deeper into the kiss.

As he pulled away, he gave her backside a quick squeeze. Taylor couldn't help but notice damn near everyone outside was watching them, including a very obviously confused Gina.

"I'll see you tonight, okay?" Cameron smiled. "Gotta bring back your shirt." He leaned forward and kissed her again. He turned and headed back across the street. After a few steps, he half turned and yelled a passive, "Oh, hey Gina," before heading back to work.

Taylor let a small giggle slip, and Gina glared at her.

"What the fuck was that?"

Taylor beamed at her friend. "You told me to not be so uptight... be more outgoing? Right?" Her friend was not amused, but she didn't care.

Maybe her summer break would turn out to be way more exciting than she thought.