Gavriel's POV
I woke up to Camille's snuffles as she burrowed deeper into my arms. Her hair was a mess, she had a night robe she had shrugged on last night. But the skimpy little thing rode up her ass, exposing her milky skin. Her lovely scent teased my nose and I took a deep whiff.
Addicted.
I was fucking addicted.
I had no idea how long I lay there, watching her. I had two days left on our weekend getaway and a whole load of fantasies to unleash.
I had been right. Camille was the perfect submissive. Her naughty responses were just right. Just fucking right.
I stroked her back, feeling her skin ripple under the silk gown. She purred, soft and almost too quiet for me to hear. Her lips parted and then closed, sending a spread of heat all through my chest and down my thighs.
Camille's POV"What?"I turned to Gav, eyes wide in wonder. He had an apprehensive look on his face, eyes watching me warily."No way," I repeated running to the ropes excitedly. I ran my hands over them, feeling the flexible yet firm material. "When did you set this up, you naughty man?" I teased, curling the ropes around my arm.His shoulders visibly relaxed and he folded his arms. "I take it you like it then?"I more than liked it. The ropes pulled heavy on my arm and I let it go, loving the slight burn they left behind. They were strong. Strong and woven. I felt him draw closer until his chest brushed against my back."You want me tied up out here?" I whispered, taking in the scenery. Green lush fields surrounded us and blended into the forests around us. It looked like there was no one around,
Camille's POVHis large hands gripped my hips to keep me from swaying. The tip of his cock, huge as the rest of him, pressed down my wet folds, teasing me."Gav-" My voice failed me when he pushed his hips, pressing in. The knob spread my pussy wider, pushing in, the walls giving way for him. His grip on the chain tightened and the clamps yanked at my nipples.My lips parted but the wails died down my throat as he sunk in. My nipples were sore and my tits throbbed. My cunt struggled to accommodate every inch of him until he was buried to the hilt."Camille, baby, oh fuck," His grunts were like music to my ears.I hung my head, tiny mewls slipping from my lips as he rocked his hips in slow deep thrusts. He filled me up and had my eyes rolling in my head at how slow and sensual yet maddening he fucked me.
Gavriel's POV"Get back here, Camille," I yelled."No!" Camille yelled back as she raced towards the cabin.Her laugh filled the air around me. It was a throaty sound that had me grinning like a damned fool behind her. The silly girl had stolen my moussaka, chowed it down, and ran off laughing. I tried to keep a stern face as I yelled for her, but I would be lying if I said I didn't love it.Camille could be goofy all she wanted. I loved how versatile she was. Just four hours ago, I had on the porch of my cabin, tied up and begging me to fuck her in that perfect sultry voice of hers. Now the little minx ran around, giggling with her mouth full. "You'll pay for that, Camille!"She stopped to stick out her tongue at me then sq
Camille's POVI moaned as I slid off the Sybian. Oh hell, that felt so good. My pussy tingled from cumming and with the dark look on Gavriel's face, I knew he wasn't done with me yet.My body shot with excitement.Okay, perhaps I had purposely come down to the dungeon, so I could give him a reason to punish me. Craving his punishments was nasty as fuck, I knew that. But I couldn't help it. Gavriel knew how to toy with my body. He heightened the feel of pleasure, every stroke, every fucking pulse. He was my aphrodisiac and I was addicted to him. All of him."Clean up the mess you made," He ordered."Yes sir,"I dropped to my knees, running my tongue over the dildo, licking off my juices. Gav stood behind the chair, hissing as he watched my lap on the toy like
Camille's POVFor a minute there was silence. Gavriel's eyes darkened and not in the seductively tempting style. He looked pissed."What's wrong?" I murmured, unsure of what exactly j had done wrong. The temperature in the room seemed to have dropped a hundred degrees and it had me worried. "Gav?""Let's just have dinner," he said in a stone-cold voice and held a fork full of pasta to my lips.I shook my head. "You're acting weird. Something's up. Is it the question I asked?""Camille, I don't want to do this right now. We just had an amazing time together and-""There's no need to be all defensive," I snapped, suddenly feeling very irritated. Why was he all grumpy? I had only asked why he hadn't gotten married yet.Unless... Unless he thought I was trying to get him to p
Camille's POVHe walked out of the kitchen after that. I stayed still, I had no idea for how long, but every second felt so long and torturous, it was hard resisting the urge to grind my throbbing pussy against the wood.When Gav walked right back into the kitchen, he had thick ropes in his one palm and stormed over like some god of pleasure.I didn't need to grind my pussy against the wood anymore. Jolts of pleasure spread through my nerves at the thought of what was about to happen. "Oh," Was all I could come up with when he moved behind me and grabbed my waist."Stick that ass out for me, love," He instructed, pulling me by the waist back until most of my ass was off the chair and cool air whipped against my exposed pussy. "I want those arms behind you, good girl."He tied my hands
Camille's POV"Leaving?"It was barely noon yet. I had hoped we could spend a lot more time together and leave tonight instead. Oh who was I kidding? I saw the look on Gavriel's face while I received my father's call. I knew he was bothered."Yes," he said gruffly and turned around walking into the closet and I followed. He was being all closed off. I watched him yank a new shirt on, his fingers deftly slipping in the buttons. "Why so early? I was hoping we would have time together until evening-""We're leaving now, Camille," He growled. "Don't make this harder than it already is.""What is so hard about it? Is this because Dad called?"He remained silent, a deep frown on his forehead as he finished buttoning his shirt and reached for his pants. I snatched it right out of his hands. He looked at me looking so confu
Camille's POV"No events?" I asked in a high-pitched voice, chewing my food faster so it wouldn't sink the wrong hole.Of course, the company had no events in Atlanta. I was in charge of Gav's schedule and there was nothing slated for Atlanta until the end of the year. What was more important was how on earth had my father found out."Yes," he replied, eyes bearing down on me. "I checked with Donovan's company, the manager says they aren't expecting Donovan until December.""Oh, I see,"Shit, shit, I should be able to come up with something better than that. I wasn't expecting a confrontation."Where were you, Camille?""Well it's pretty much a secret, Mr Caldwell," Megan chirped with her mouth full and we both glanced at her.She flushed,