Cameron's POV:
I felt so safe laying in his arms that when I woke up the next morning I didn't want to move in fear that he would get up and leave. Even though I was almost asleep when he got into bed last night, I will never forget the feel of his erection pressing between my thighs, right under my butt. If I wasn't so tired from previously getting woken up, I probably would have reached behind myself and grabbed him. That's all I'm really thinking about right now too, grabbing his shaft and just stroking it.
I just don't know if the time was just right that I would actually be brave enough to do so. It makes me nervous actually to see it or to touch it. I almost find the act of him pushing it into me quite scary. I'm a curious woman like all the others out there I've stood over
