"That's definitely not the issue," I say, accidentally out loud.
"So you do find me attractive," he says, not asking but confirming.
"Cam, I have a hard time imagining any red-blooded human not finding you attractive. You're?—"
"I'm what?"
I shake my head, but he stops the movement with a hand on either side of my head.
"Tell me,” he demands. "Tell me you think I'm sexy."
"I—"
"Say it."
I let out a deep breath.I’m concerned about his rapid change in behavior, and the way he’s pushing this. It feels unnatural. Forced. Terrifying as hell.
"Cam, this isn't appropriate."
"I won't let it go until I hear it."
"I think you're incredibly sexy," I say, my voice raspy with my admission.
"Do you think about me?"
"All the time."
"Do you fantasize about me?"
"Too much," I admit.
"Tell me something you want to do to me."
"What? No. Cam, we need to stop this. I know you want to avoid thinking about what happened, but?—"
"Quit deflecting,UncleDom."
"Well, that makes it a whole lot better, thanks."
"You don’t like that? Want me to call youdaddyinstead?”
I don’t like this.
“Tell me,Daddy. What do you fantasize about? Do you want me to suck you off? Open my throat and let you thrust inside until I'm choking on your big cock?"
My eyes flutter closed, and I shake my head.Nope. This isn't happening. He's been through a lot, and this is just his way of processing. It'll be over soon, and we can go back to normal.Maybe.Okay, probably not.
Cam is relentless. "Do you want to fuck me with that monster? Split me in two until I scream your name?—"
"No!"
CHAPTER 9
CAMERON
No?What does he meanno?
His dick is so hard, it's pressing his shorts out enough that I can see inside his waistband. I can see the thick nest of coarse pubic hair at the end of his happy trail, and if I tip forward a little, I think I can see the base of his thick cock. There's a wet spot on the front of his sleep shorts, for fuck's sake.