[~Song Recommendation: Ordinary - Alex Warren~]
Cammy slowly pulled away from him, her lips wet, her breathing uneven. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, letting out a soft cough as she caught her breath.
Greg chuckled, his chest still heaving. "You okay, baby?"
She shot him a mock glare, though her lips twitched with amusement. "How dare you ask that… You almost drowned me with that damn thing," she said, coughing once more, but laughing through it now.
Greg burst into full laughter, the sound deep and genuine, the kind of laugh that only ever came from her. Cammy joined in, their shared joy crackling between them like static.
But the moment shifted when her eyes drifted down—and she froze.
Greg had reached for his still-throbbing cock, already stroking it slowly, deliberately, as he gazed at her with heat that hadn't lessened in the slightest. If anything, it had deepened—darkened.
