“During this quarantine, I’m going to introduce you to quality entertainment. I’ll do this one little game with you, but afterward, we’re onto better shit.”
“We’ll see, we’ll see…” She grins. “You might be a fan after the eighth episode.”
“Eight?” I raise my brows. “Seriously?”
“That’s how many there are total. They’re only like forty-five minutes long. We can binge the whole series by dark.”
Blowing out a slow breath, I brush my fingers over my jawline.
“That dude just said, ‘there are plenty more days left for her to choose the right guy,’ and if that wasn’t my teenage brain every time I saw you with some idiot, I don’t know what was.” I laugh as she blushes, and soon, we’re cracking up.
“So you’re saying you’re the one for me? The right one?”
“I’ve known forever. Just been waiting for you to catch up.”
“Am I allowed to kiss you yet?” She looks at me and bites her lip.
“Not until the contestants start breaking the rules…”
She rolls her eyes, trying her hardest to be mad.
“Okay, I think I know why that girl’s your favorite,” I tease after a twist in the show is announced. She immediately elbows me in the rib cage, and I choke out a laugh. “If she’s challenged to wash or cook, she knows she’s fucked and won’t win the prize money.”
“Excuse you, I did cook this morning! For you, might I add.”
I take her hand and kiss her knuckles. “And it was delicious.”
The first episode finally ends, and as we get previews of the next, I know we’re gonna be taking several shots.
“Should I start pouring the vodka now?”
As expected, the first rule break comes ten minutes into the show.
“Ready?” I grab the bottle, pour the liquid, then hand her one of the glasses. We clink them together before shooting it down.
Next, I grab Cami’s face and capture her lips with mine. She sinks into my chest, moaning as our tongues collide. Heat builds between us as our hands slide over each other, and I feel goose bumps cover her soft skin. Cami keeps our tongues fused as she climbs over my legs and straddles me, then wraps her arms around my neck. She rocks her hips and grinds against my cock, making me harder and desperate for more.
“Cami…” I warn, pulling back slightly. “This is a bit more than what they were doing.”
“Trust me, they will be soon,” she quickly retorts.
I chuckle against her mouth and somehow garner enough strength to move her off me and place her back on the couch.
“You get off on telling me no, don’t you?”
I eye my crotch, and her gaze follows to the noticeable erection. “That’s not the case. If my dick was capable, it’d cuss me out right now.”
“Whoa…that guy totally threw his chick under the bus after initiating the kiss and even saying fuck the money. What a douche.”
“Those two…” She blows out an exaggerated breath. “Drive me crazy.”
“The two chicks are now making out…” I shake my head. “Another rule break.” We each take another shot.
“Saddle up for kiss number two.”
I grab one of the pillows and put it over my crotch before she can grind against me again.
Cami chuckles as her eyes lower. “Trying to resist temptation?”
“Trying to keep myself from blowing my damn load. These people are gonna get me drunk with blue balls.”
She cups my face and kisses me, sliding her tongue between my lips. Moaning at how amazing she tastes, I deepen our connection as her head falls back. My fingers thread through her hair as I pull her closer, but before things go too far, I create space as we gasp for air.
“I think I need a cold shower.”
“Nope! No self-gratification per the rules.”
“You’re going to be the death of me, aren’t you?” I inhale sharply, then exhale. I’m really trying to take things slow with Cami so I don’t fuck it up, but damn, she’s making me second-guess my decision.
With the episode nearly over, the show takes a turn, and I can’t stop laughing at how dramatic everyone is.
For the next few hours, we continue watching, taking shots, and making out. Honestly, it’s a goddamn miracle I don’t tear off her clothes.
By the final episode, there were eight rule breaks, three of which were more than just kissing. One couple had sex and another almost did, but none of that is shown, other than glimpses of a blow job.
At that point, I was eight shots deep and couldn’t say no as Cami kneeled between my thighs and took me in her mouth.
And as every member of the cast who broke a rule said—it was totally worth it.
Chapter Fifteen
CAMERON
DAY 10
It’s been three grueling days of seducing Eli and him denying me before we get too far. We watched my show and played my drinking game. There was some action in between, but since then, he’s insisted on an “above the waist only” rule.
He’ll kiss me and lay with me on the couch no problem, but anything more and he resists.
Eli’s encouraged me to watch the “classics” with him, including Ferris Bueller’s Day Off and Groundhog Day—which ironically feels like what we’re living in—and I had him watch a few of my favorites like Pretty in Pink, Breakfast Club, and Sixteen Candles. It’s been nice hanging out with him and using this time to talk. I definitely feel like we’ve grown closer and have created a tighter bond, but now I’m ready to jump his damn bones.
Cameron: No matter what I do, Eli still says no! Even when I basically straddle his lap and grind on his cock. And trust me, he’s hard!
Kendall: Did you try just walking around naked? As someone who’s seen your boobs before, there’s no way he’d be able to resist them.
I chuckle, knowing she has a good point. I do have awesome tits.
Cameron: I don’t know. That seems too obvious. And a little chilly, honestly.
It’s been in the thirties and windy.
Kendall: There’s a trend on TikTok where you walk in on your man naked and record his reaction. Most don’t deny the opportunity and chase after their women. It’s worth a shot!
Cameron: You’re right…I’m playing to win here!
Kendall: Yes, you are! Take off your clothes and go get your man!
Cameron: I’ll report back!
After I get out of bed and take a shower, I slather myself with lotion and spritz body spray. I towel dry my hair and put moisturizer on my face. Wrapping myself in only a robe, I head downstairs to find him. He’s probably making breakfast, and he can stare at my naked ass while I prepare his espresso.
The moment I get downstairs, I untie my robe and prepare to take it off. I’m not going to film his reaction because then he’ll know something’s up, but I will seduce him until he cracks.