Camille's POV
"Okay this is huge," I murmured, looking up at the huge mansion that looked above me.
It was beautiful. I could not see the ends of his estate. Stretched before me were fields and gardens, stretched out in the sun. Gavriel stood beside me, eyes watching my every move keenly.
"Why are we here?" I ask, looking up at him.
He gave a non committal shrug. "I'm not sure. It just felt right."
Oh don't give me that bull, I wanted to hiss. He had given me a tongue lashing in his office some time ago.
"It did?" I scoffed, walking towards the entrance. "And I guess giving me a tongue lashing also felt right to you."
I heard him sigh wistfully as he followed me into his home. It looked even grander on the inside. The golden rails and banisters, the leather couches, they
Camille's POV"Camille,""No!" I shook my head rapidly, watching him withdraw from me. "Please. Stop teasing me like this. ""Cam-""Just fuck me already! You know you want to, Gav. I'll be a good girl. I promise. I'll do whatever you want. I just want your cock." I cried. My pussy clenched hungrily, aching for his cock."Camille," he growled, earning my attention. He stood naked, standing at the edge of the bed.With a very proud cock, jutting in the air."Oh," I blushed as I realized he had been undressing all along.He knelt between my legs, leaning down with hooded eyes to get rid of my shirt. I moaned when my tits were freed from my bra and he made a noise low in his throat before taking a nipple in his mouth. He rolled the sensitive peak between his t
Gavriel's POV"We're here, Mr Donovan,"I looked up from my device. It had been a long trip to the outskirts of California. I hadn't wanted to take the jet. I didn't like the unwanted attention that came with it especially since I would have had to land right on top of the conference hall.The driver turned off the engine then got off to open the car door. Face pulled blank and my lips in a taut line, I stepped out.The cameras came flashing.I was right not to have brought Camille with me. I could not expose her to this part of my world.Not yet."Mr Donovan! A word please,""What would you say about the skyrocketing stocks in the..."I turned out the words of the press and the paparazzi. I preferred to have lim
Camille's POV"So? What do you say?" Toria asked, taking a puff of her cigarette and blowing it in my face. Smoke and fumes filled her small office and while I wasn't against a puff or two, I was sure this much smoke could kill."Should you be taking that?" I mumbled, crossing my legs over the other. "You were hospitalized barely five months ago.""What are you? My mother?" My ex boss scoffed, taking another puff of her killer stick.She had called that morning asking that I come see her urgently. Apparently she had a new offer for me, considering my old client hadn't requested it from me lately."Have you considered my offer? This new client has pretty deep pockets too. A bit fat and greasy, typical politician but he wanted exotic so I figured you ought to have a bit of latina in your genes right?"
Camille's POV"On your knees," Gav gestured to the bed, a shadow over his face.Oh hell yes. If I had known all it would take to get him to touch me was going to the strip club, I would have done that days ago. I could hear his ragged breathing and I wet my lips wanting more.I had barely dropped on the bed, when I heard the sound of his belt unbuckling. I clenched in anticipation. My panties were getting soaked by the minute and I was sure I would lose my mind."Do you know why you're being punished?" He growled, pushing my skirt up to expose my panties."No," I mumbled, pushing my ass farther into his hands, sighing as he caressed me. He gripped a handful of my ass cheeks and let out a groan before smacking me hard."Think again!"The leather belt hit my supple as
Camille's POV"What are you doing?" I whispered, staring up at Gavriel in disbelief.He remained quiet, his face contorted as he withdrew slightly then rolled his hips, burying his cock to the hilt."OH FUCK!" I cried, my eyes rolled in my head. So big. So fucking huge. He filled me up entirely, the walls wrapped snugly around him.Gavriel remained still, our heavy breathing loud in the room."Language, Camille!" Dad yelled from behind the door and turned the handle.My breath ceased and only returned when the door didn't budge. Gav must have locked it because I could not remember locking it. "What are you doing?""Nothing!" I squealed when Gavriel began to move. He would withdraw his cock completely from my twitching cunt, watch the way
Gavriel's POVHeaven. Sweet warm heaven.My eyes snapped close and my jaw slacked as I struggled to remain in control. Her mouth was fucking warm and willing, it was hard not to buck my hips and shoot my load into that greedy throat of hers."Camille, oh hell," She felt so good. "More, take me deeper, love,"She hummed and my hips jerked in reflex as the vibrations from that naughty sound traveled up my cock.Her hair, gold and exquisite as always, fell across her face as she sunk her mouth farther, covering more inches of my shaft. The soft strands tickled my balls.I hissed, gathering the strands over her head. I didn't want this to be over too soon. Not yet. Who knew when I would have her like this, again? I had been gone for a while. Caldwell ought to have figured out why his daughter was makin
Camille's POVWarm water cascaded for the shower down my skin. I tilted my head to the side, trying to ease the tension in my neck. About thirty minutes ago, I had just had the best sex of my life.Of course, I was sore all over. It had taken a lot of effort to scoot my ass off the bed and step into the bathroom.I scrubbed at my skin, a silly smile playing on my lips. My sore pussy currently clamped tightly around a vibrator. Gavriel could play hard to get all he wanted, but we both knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him.After a long shower, I stepped out of the bathroom and had half my body in a dress when a knock came in.Gavriel? Did he come back for me-"Young miss?" The voice of our maid reached my ears dashing my hopes to bits."What is it, Maria?"&
Gavriel's POVDamn Jonathan.He had been grating on my nerves since I'd seen him that night. I schooled my face into a blank slate. The man had a blabber mouth. He liked to talk. I doubt he would notice anything as long as I engaged him in a conversation."Oh you're here Gavriel,""I am," I said, walking towards him briskly so Camille could have a minute to adjust her dress. "Is that a new shirt?"That had to be the dumbest way to start a conversation.Thankfully, Jonathan liked to talk about himself and it worked."You noticed! I got it from one of your fashion companies," he grinned.That was a lie. I would know the products from my companies if I was blindfolded. I held my tongue though, pretending to be interested in how his wife had p