This woman will be the utter death of me.

Who is this?

I don't recognize her, but damn, I'm loving it.

Maddie's legs are open wide to me, and my dick is throbbing for her. She's so gorgeous, and all I want to do is bury myself in her.

I don't know what made her change her mind, but if she wants an orgasm I'll give her one.

I finally push off the wall and keep my eyes on hers as I begin to take off my belt. It's just the moonlight seeping in from the window, and I can see how turned on she is. I've never seen her like this before, so excited and eager, but I'm going to give it to her good. If she wants to forget then that's exactly what I'll do.

I was an ass.

It's the least I can do.

Her teeth bite down onto her bottom lip when I pull my belt off and fling it to the floor, my jeans unbuttoned and barely clinging onto my hips.

"How would you like to come, Maddie?" I ask her sternly, and I already see her pussy glistening for me. She's ready. "However you want it, I'll do it."

"Oh, god." She pants, clearly impatient as I shrug my jeans and briefs off, springing myself free.

You'd think I just unveiled a porterhouse steak the way she's looking at my dick, and I love it. I love how wild her eyes look, how into me she seems to be in this moment.

Climbing on top of her, she pulls on the gold chain I have around my neck to make me kiss her. As soon as our lips touch, I completely lose myself in her.

No longer can I be dominant, no longer can I be in charge. For the first time I've found a girl that makes me take the backseat. I would give anything to please her. To give her exactly what it is she needs.

I can't kiss her fast enough. Her hands are all over my body, running every which way as we're making out so intensely that we're knocking teeth.

I'm gripping those heavenly tits, feeling her nipple grow hard against my fingers.

"Oh, Maddie." I moan into her mouth as she pulls onto my curls and I feel her wet pussy, so ready for me that I can't take it anymore.

"Please, eat me out." She pleads, and I'm impressed by how bold she is.

So hot.

"As you wish." I comply and slip right between her legs, placing my lips on her without a second thought. She's as sweet as always, and I'm lost in her. I could drown in her.

I dip my tongue in further, feeling her legs begin to stiffen. She's already close.

No.

Not yet.

She wanted to come so hard that she forgets, and that's what I promised her I'd do.

There's a floor length mirror that just so happens to be right in front of her bed, so I pull her up onto her knees, her back against my chest so she can see us both.

"You wanted to come so hard..." I whisper lowly into her ear, my fingers finding her clit so I can slowly begin to rub circles around it. "I want you to watch me when I do this. Do you see how sexy you are?"

Her breathing is rapid. She can't even speak when I use my other hand to grab onto one of her breasts and look at her in the mirror. "Your tits..." I squeeze one and kiss her shoulder gently. "Are the best I've ever seen."

I run my fingertips over her nipple, and I'm so hard as I watch myself do this to her. It's so sexy.

Moving my other hand from her clit, I push one finger inside of her and she gasps.

"That's right baby..." I pause when I use the nickname for the first time with us, but it doesn't seem to bother her. She's so wet that I think I could call her anything at this point and she wouldn't even notice. "Show me how much I get to you."

"Cam." She chokes out, and I feel her legs already begin to shake. So close.

The sound of her pussy is intoxicating. All you can hear is wetness, and I'm about to combust.

"Were you thinking about me?" I ask. "Is that why you asked me to come up here?"

She nods, catching me off guard.

"You were?"

"Yes." She breathes out. "I was touching myself."

Oh, sweet fuck.

Chuckling against her skin, my eyes never leave hers in the mirror as I kiss her shoulder once more.

"So, so hot." I mutter. "Do you know that I get off to you too?"

She shakes her head, completely clueless as to how addicting she truly is. How much she has completely taken over my mind.

Not being able to take it anymore, I place my hand on myself and begin to stroke, just for her to watch. I see her watch me in the mirror, and it's so unbelievably hot that I can't bear it.

"I do this all the time..." I trail off. "To thoughts of you."

My finger is slipping in and out of her so easily. No girl has ever been this wet for me.

"What do you think about?" She pleads.

I'm surprised she can talk right now, so I put in another finger and she takes it easily. Like a pro.

"Two." I nod in approval. "Good girl, Maddie."

"What do you think about?" She asks again, and I quicken my pace in her and on myself, never losing focus in the mirror. I want to watch her watch me finger her.

"I think about this wet pussy..." I whisper into her ear. "And I think about how fucking good it would feel on my dick."

She whimpers, and I know now that talking dirty is what's going to get her over the edge.

"Look at me." I tell her when I see her eyes close, and they pop immediately back open, blazing with ecstasy. "I want to bury myself inside of you, Maddie. Just like this, I want to be inside of you."

I press myself against her from behind, feeling the smoothness of her ass. Admiring the way it looks like pure silk from the moonlight.

"I wouldn't even wear a condom." I smirk. "And I always do, but you..." I push in deeper, feeling the tightness around my fingers. "So fucking wet, baby."

"Yes, please call me that." She begs, and her eyes begin to roll to the back of her head.

So she did notice.

With other girls, calling them baby was like a pet name. It was just something to call them, but as I say it to Maddie it feels... different. It feels like she's mine. Maybe it's because I want to make her mine.

"I want..." I run my tongue up her neck. "To..." I bite her earlobe. "Feel you come." I pant against her ear. "Baby, please."

I come before she does as I watch her hips buck against my fingers, and as she sees me relieve myself in the mirror that seems to be the final straw.

Her moan is loud, so I quickly cover her mouth with my hand and bite down onto her neck to keep my moans inside as well.

Her legs are quivering when I slip my fingers out and collapse down onto my back, panting and feeling like I'm on a cloud. I'm in a dream I don't ever want to wake up from.

She's still on her knees, unable to move as she tries to regain control of her breathing. When she looks over at me quickly she smiles, and something inside of my chest tightens.

She lies down beside me, her leg touching mine, and my body instantly pulls her closer, pulling the comforter up to cover us.

It's silent in the room now, just the faint smell of sex floating through the air. I don't know what to say to her, I never do. It's always incredible with her, and each time we do this I become a little more shocked at just how not innocent she is.

"Are you still mad?" I finally manage to whisper.

She locks eyes with me, resting her chin on my chest. I watch her fingertips trace the faint line of chest hair I have, and it seems as if she's debating on whether or not she wants to tell me what's on her mind.

"Be honest." I say.

I return her gesture and start to rub circles on her thigh, instantly feeling the goosebumps rise onto her skin.

"I think I'd be lying to you if I said I was okay with you sleeping with Sadie." She whispers back.

She doesn't clarify, she doesn't say anything more, she just presses her lips together and lets out a tiny sigh.

"I'm okay with keeping this a secret. I'm okay with not having a title, but..." she sighs again. "I don't want to share you."

Does she want a title?

Does she want to be mine?

My mind whizzes with about a billion thoughts going off at once. I'm not ready to commit to anyone. The minute I do I'm going to run. I'm going to hurt her. I'll figure out a way. Somehow I always manage to fuck it up.

"I know you're not the relationship type." She reassures, almost as if she's reading my mind. "And I'm fine with that, but just as long as this friends with benefits thing is with just me. I can't do this if you continue what you're doing with Sadie."

I'm thinking too much, I know I am. I can't seem to find anything to reply, but when she goes to move away I grasp onto her thigh, holding her to me.

"Sadie was a mistake." I admit. "I was just angry about the Mark situation, and then you insinuated I was trying to be your boyfriend and I just... did something to show you I wasn't, which isn't okay. Sadie was questioning me about you, and I wanted to shut down the rumors before they started. I don't know. It wasn't okay."

I can't bring myself to tell her that I'm scared of the feelings that I have for her. I can't tell her that the real reason I fucked Sadie was because a part of me was upset that I wasn't her boyfriend. I can't be.

"It's not like we were dating." She shrugs. "I shouldn't have gotten as upset as I did, but now that you know my limits I have the right to be upset next time."

"There won't be a next time." I run my fingers through her curls, pushing some strands away from her face. "I agree to your terms."

"Really?" She wrinkles her nose up, and it's so damn cute. "I don't have to convince you?"

"What we just did convinced me." I chuckle. "Trust me."

"No other girls." She repeats. "Just me. Are you sure you're okay with that?"

"Mads..." I roll on top of her now so that I'm directly between her legs, and as I look into her eyes I find myself getting lost in them. Such a pretty blue. "I'm completely okay with that."

"Okay." She smiles so brightly, practically all of her teeth showing from how she's cheesing.

She relaxes back down onto my chest, and I feel content as I'm wrapped up with her, almost as if nothing could go wrong.

Suddenly the things with my dad don't matter as much, and suddenly the pressure of a scholarship dwindles down.

I feel ... peace. I feel happy.

"Can I mention my terms?" I ask and she nods. "No Mark."

"Okay..." she trails off. "But what does that mean exactly? Like, you just don't want me going to the dance with him, or you don't want me talking to him completely?"

"I don't like him." I tell her. "He has bad intentions for you. Just stay clear of him for me. Please."

"Fine." She huffs. "No Mark, no Sadie then."

This causes me to smile.

"Okay, no Sadie." I repeat. "Deal."

Normally this would be the part when I leave. Normally this would be where I would get dressed and head out, but for the second time I find myself wanting to stay with her. To talk with her.

I've known her my entire life. Until we got into high school she was one of my best friends, along with Ethan. I care about her so much. If this ends horribly I'll lose her. I don't know if I can handle that.

"Do you remember when we went to that ice cream parlor the summer before you guys started high school?" She asks. "When you got a slushee and laughed so hard it came out of your nose?"

I laugh at the memory and nod my head. "Yeah. Ethan was telling that stupid joke about the cow? Cat? I can't remember what it was. It wasn't even that funny. I don't know how that even happened."

I wonder why that randomly came to her, but before I can ask she says, "that's the first time I was attracted to you."

I sit up in disbelief, and I can't do anything but scoff. "That is the first time you thought I was hot? When a fucking slushee came out of my nose? Mads, come on."

"What?" She giggles and grabs onto my hand. "I couldn't help it! Your laugh was obnoxiously cute. It still is."

I laugh again and kiss her, lingering there probably longer than I should. "The beach." I whisper against her lips.

"What?" She asks.

"Myrtle beach that same summer on that trip with your family. We snuck out, and i don't think I've ever felt so alive."

"That was the first night you were attracted to me?" She questions. "I probably looked like shit, Cam."

She didn't. Not at all. Her hair was in one of those messy buns, no makeup on. She had an oversized sweatshirt on and borrowed a pair of my sweatpants since it was chilly out. She wasn't dressed up, she didn't have tons of makeup on, her hair wasn't even done, but that was... her, and it was breathtaking.

"Well, if we're being honest, the first time I was attracted to you was definitely when you wore a two piece to the beach with those titties for the first time." I smirk. "Same vacation."

"There's the Cam I know." She jokes, and for a moment all of my worries fade away. It's just her and I, and there's nowhere else I'd rather be.

I don't want to get up. I want to stay here with her all night long, but unfortunately her parents and brother are under the same roof right now, and if her father caught me in here with her I'd be dead. I know I would.

"Ugh, no." She whines as she watches me stand to my feet and slide my clothing back on. I pick up her panties by the door and the rest of her clothes before I hand them back to her.

"You're going to be spending a lot of nights at Maya's." I tell her. "I'm assuming she knows about us from how she was acting tonight, right? We need a loophole so that I can get you to myself all night long on a weekly basis."

"Yes please." She hums, so happy and giddy that she's making it almost impossible to go back downstairs. "And she does know, but she is good about keeping secrets. I know she won't say a word."

"Hopefully." I sigh and bend down to kiss her once more. I pull away slightly and kiss her forehead. "Goodnight, Mads. Sweet dreams."

"How could I not?" She asks, and the tightening feeling happens in my chest again. Like I'm too happy that my body doesn't know how to respond.

Holy hell I've got it bad.