An hour away from home, I woke back up from my nap and started wiggling in the seat.

Dad and Cameron were both sleeping and didn't acknowledge me at all when I began whining incessantly.

"Unhhh...unh." I shifted around, trying to get someone's attention.

"What's wrong now, Jessa?" Cam sighed as he tried to hold me still against him. His eyes were still closed as he was yawning. I had kept the boy up most of the night last night; the poor baby was exhausted.

"I have to pee right now!" I exclaimed loudly.

"Can't it wait?" My Dad yawned and gave me an annoyed look.

"No, I'm going to pee on the seat." I griped.

"Jessa, there's a rest stop at the next exit. Try to hold it until then. I don't want to have to explain to your Aunt Kiera why her car smells like urine." Uncle Aiden signaled to get over to the far right lane to get off at the exit.

At least someone was concerned about my bladder.

He pulled into the parking lot in front of the small building and turned off the car. The three men all stopped and turned to stare at one another silently.

"What now?" I asked, still dancing around, ready to burst. No one was even attempting to move to let me out of the car. It was an emergency; I needed to go right now.

"Who's taking her?" Cam asked, breaking the silence.

"Oh, hell no. I can pee by myself." Having one of them sit and watch me pee did not sound like my idea of a good time.

"I'm out of this one." Uncle Aiden raised his hands up.

My Dad and Cam exchanged looks. Neither of them were volunteering either. I was getting so tired of this back and forth between these two.

"If I have to have a chaperone, I don't care who fucking goes. If one of you doesn't make a choice soon, I am going to pee all over both of you." I yelled.

"Cameron, she's all yours." My Dad let go of my legs and pushed them towards him.

"Why me?" Cam protested.

"Don't be shy now, Cami, you have already seen me naked." I reminded him as I leaned over him to get to the door handle.

Uncle Aiden released the child locks and I climbed out over top of Cam. I grabbed his shirt to drag him out behind me when he didn't move.

"Be quick. I want to go home." Dad grumbled at us.

"We will."

Cameron laced his fingers through mine and latched onto my hand when I started to run up the stairs towards the restrooms. I started to walk into the women's restroom when he stopped dead in his tracks like he was in a glue trap.

"Come on. Cami." I whined, pulling his arm as I tried to get him to move. He wouldn't budge.

"I can't go in the women's restroom." He blushed.

"Cameron, no one is even here. They don't give you the death penalty for being in the wrong bathroom." I knew from experience. I had been in the men's restroom quite a few times and had gotten caught more than I cared to admit.

"Jess." He whined, sounding like a five-year-old.

I looked around for another solution and spotted the large family restroom on the other side of the building.

"Over there." I pointed and started pulling him to it.

I was doing the pee dance and started removing my pants before the door was even open. Cam slammed the door shut behind us quickly and locked it. He leaned against it while he waited for me.

Immediate relief washed over my body as I began to let it go. There was something amazing about emptying your bladder when it was full. The only feeling in the world that was better than this was the toe-curling orgasm Cameron gave me. I looked over at him, wishing he would give me another one before we got on the road again.

Cam was being his normal self and did his best to try not to stare at me. I appreciated the effort he was making to give me some privacy. Peeing with a guy in the room was a new experience for me. I don't know why it weirded me out so much. It felt oddly intimate.

When I finished, I pulled my pants up over my hips and walked over to the sink to wash my hands. I stuck them under the automatic dryer and then wiped them on my sweatshirt when they were still a little damp after the machine shut off.

"You ready?" He asked, getting ready to unbolt the door.

"Wait." I walked over and placed my hand over his to stop him. "Can I have just a few more minutes before we head back?"

"I guess, but if your Dad asks, I'm blaming you." He said, removing his hand from the lock.

"That's fair." I shrugged.

Cameron took my hands in his. My sweatshirt sleeves pulled up a little over my forearms, revealing some of the bruises Nathan had left on my body. He began studying the discolored fingerprints on my wrists and turned them over to trace his thumb over them gently. He raised his stormy eyes to meet mine.

"I don't like seeing the bruises he put on you." Cam looked tortured. I could see him secretly blaming himself for the marks on my skin even though none of this had ever been his fault.

"I know. I don't want to look at them either." I said, biting my lip.

He moved his hand to my face and lifted my chin up. He leaned in and pressed his sweet lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around his waist and then slid my hands down to his butt. I grabbed the most wonderful handful and squeezed, pulling him against me.

"Jess, not a good idea." He laughed into my mouth as he warned me.

"It's a great idea." I leaned away from him and moved my hand to unbutton his jeans.

It was too late. I could see him fighting with himself in his head as he began to harden.

"We should get back." He said out of breath as he watched me lower his zipper.

"They can wait."

I dipped my hand inside his pants and pulled him out. I began running my hand up and down his length, squeezing and releasing him with every stroke. He lowered his eyes to watch my hand move over him. He was so thick. I could barely get my fingers around it.

"You are really doing this now?" He questioned me while he was throbbing in my hand.

"Yes, you know I need this." I was desperate to be with him again.

"Jessa, they are waiting for us to get back." He tried to reason with me.

"Look how big it is in my hand." I leaned forward and whispered with a greedy whimper. "Please let me play with it a little longer, Cami."

"Touch yourself, Jess." He licked his lips and looked down between my thighs.

"I knew you had a kink." I smiled.

He pulled my leggings down. I tried to kick them off, but it was awkward and not even remotely sexy at all. Cam didn't seem to notice. He was rock hard still when my hand started pumping over him again.

I pressed my fingers against myself and began moving, matching the rhythm I was stroking him to.

"Come closer." Cameron commanded

"Is this what you want?" I teased his head close to my skin without letting it touch me.

"I am about to finish." He panted.

He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me even closer. I rubbed his head against my clit as his body twitched, preparing for his release. I ran his head side to side before sliding him down to tease it near my opening.

Cameron's eyes were blazing. He grabbed me and spun me around against the wall. He spread my legs and grabbed himself to push inside of me. He pounded into me like his life depended on it.

"Mmm.... Cami..." I cried out. I was completely gone for him. It wasn't going to be long. My fingers had already gotten me to the edge before he decided he needed more.

"Come, Jessa." He growled, cupping my ass.

Cam had to hold me up as every cell in my body ignited. He pushed in one last time, pinning me to the wall as he finished.

I closed my eyes, about to collapse to the ground.

I was laughing hysterically from the endorphins coursing through my body. He laughed too and gave me a soft kiss on my neck.

"We better get back. We've been gone a long time." He grinned.

"You better wipe that look off your face or you're going to give our secret away." I reached down and squeezed him one more time and he jumped in surprise.

I kissed his cheek and then went to grab my pants off the floor. He kept grabbing and kissing me while I was trying to wiggle into my leggings. We almost went for another round before his common sense started to come back.

We emerged out of the bathroom to find my Dad pacing in front of the SUV. He looked pissed. He had been anxious to get home to my Mom since last night, which didn't help his mood.

"What the fuck took so long?" He barked when he saw us.

I grinned as we walked past him in silence.

"Hello, did you not hear me?" He asked again.

Cam's cheeks were bright red as he held my hand and opened the car door for me. I climbed in willingly this time. He leaned down and kissed my lips before placing his forehead against mine. I smiled back up at him and kissed him again.

When my eyes found my Dad's, he looked horrified.

He stopped asking questions and climbed back into the front seat.