Gifting her

Camille's POV 

"Gav?" 

I hadn't meant to whisper. I was rather exhausted. I doubted I had ever cum so hard. I may have purposely thought about all those naughty things just so he would touch me. 

Cheeky? Yeah, I knew that.  

Now I sat on his desk, staring at him beneath my lids. He seemed engrossed with his phone.  

"I have to take this call," He said gruffly and I nodded.  

Gav walked out of the office then and I frowned. What was that about? The call must be private if he had to walk out to receive the call.  

Or, my mind quipped, he probably just doesn't want to disturb me with his calls and all. The man could be a brute when he wanted to. But he could also be overbearingly protective. I had learned that much over the past months anyway.