First kiss

Camille's POV

“You're here,” I tried to hide my excitement as I approached Gavriel. I could feel the eyes of every single woman in the store on us right now, and I would bet the world that they were jealous.

The devilishly handsome hulk standing in the room was obviously mine. And he had eyes for me alone.

“I am,” he rumbled in that deep baritone of his.

“How did you know I was here?” I asked, trying to resist the urge to fling myself into his arms. I had missed those large hands on me. Gripping me, choking me, stroking my hair.

“Your messages,” he said in a cryptic voice, then leaned down to whisper in my ear. “You're getting all the dresses.”

“I-I am? There's about fifteen-”

“All of them,” he growled. “You're going to get all those dresses, and you're going to put on a show for me.”

“Oh,” I panted. Why on earth was his voice so sexy? My panties were getting soaked like the shameless slut I was.

“Am I clear?”

“Yes Daddy,”

“Good, go get them,” he ordered, withdrawing from