“You’re a tasty treat. I gotta get more of that,” he said, lying down beside her. As much as he wanted to take care of his needs, he wasn’t going to rush her too fast. 

Kamryn lay on the bed, confused as to why he wasn’t making love to her. She wanted to ask but didn’t know how to. She glanced over at him and saw how hard his dick was. Was he going to take care of himself?

“What about you?” she asked. 

He glanced over at her with heat in his eyes. Licking his lips, he could still taste her on his tongue. “I’m good. I only wanted to take care of you.”

She didn’t know what to say to that. She wondered who was going to take care of him. Would he let someone else do it? If he did, how would that make her feel?

“Oh,” was all she said. 

She was starting to feel a little self-conscious with her body exposed to him the way that it was. Now that it was over, she was starting to feel ashamed, and she didn’t know why. 

“Uhh, I think it’s time for me to go,” she said, close to tears. Sitting up in the bed, she tried to cover her body the best way she knew how to.

He glanced over at her. “Why? What’s wrong?” he asked, sitting up. “Did I hurt you in any way?”

She shook her head with tears streaming down her face. “No. You didn’t, but I thought with sex, the man supposed to get his too.”

He wondered who in the living hell she was talking to. “If we want to, we can. You’re a virgin, Kamryn. I don’t want to rush you into doing something you don’t want to do.”

“But I want to do it.” Also, she wanted to add, she wanted to do it with the man she loved but decided not to. 

He gazed at her tenderly, not liking the tears he saw in her eyes. As much as he’d like to have sex with her, he wouldn’t.

“Nah,” was all he said. 

With a gasp, Kamryn couldn’t believe he turned her down. She had to get the hell out of there. Without saying anything else, she quickly got out of bed, wiping the tears from her eyes. She felt so heartbroken and didn’t understand why she was feeling that way. She hated that she didn’t know shit about feelings when it came to relationships or sex. All she knew was she was trying to give this man some pussy, and he turned her down. Was that supposed to happen?

He had never been so damn confused in his life. “It’s not what you think, Kamryn.”

“Leave me alone. Just forget about everything.” She was rushing to put on her clothes. 

He got off the bed, trying to stop her, but she fought against him. 

“Get your hands off me, Camelo,” she warned. “You pretty much said it all.”

“I didn’t say shit though. I am trying to do the honorable thing here, and your ass getting upset about it. That’s backward as hell. Any other nigga wouldn’t mind taking your shit. But me being me, knowing we are not in a relationship, I won’t do that.”

She scoffed, wiping her tears away. “That didn’t stop you from getting a taste of me though.”

He agreed with a nod. “You’re right, and it was good too. Fucking you is different from eating you out. If you really want it, this pretending shit is out the window. Your ass is mine if you give me your virginity. You not going anywhere.” He meant that shit too. If she wanted him to fuck her, he’d do it, but he was locking her down. He’d be damned if he let another man slide into what would be his. After he hit her virgin walls, all of her belonged to him. 

Kamryn didn’t know what to do or how to feel. Were all men like Camelo? She thought he would be all over her. The things Marcia told her about men were the main reason she wanted to wait to have sex until she was in love with someone. She was in love with Camelo, but did he love her too? 

“What’s it going to be?” he asked, folding his arms across his chest. 

She peered up at the white ceiling for answers, knowing damn well she wasn’t going to find any. Could she tell him that she was in love with him?

“I’ll wait,” she mumbled.