Camille's POV
Gavriel looked like he had swallowed a bug. He had a blank face on but I saw his right eye twitch.
"It's not important," He replied gruffly.
I took a step closer, surprised that I hadn't known a thing about his birthday coming up and the air of nonchalance that surrounded him.
"I didn't know your birthday was coming up,"
Gav shrugged. "It's not important."
"What do you mean it's not important, it's your birthday!" I scoffed, walking towards him then halted when my Dad spoke. I had almost forgotten he was in the room.
"Ah, classic Donovan. He has always been like that Camille. I'll bet his plans include a nice bottle of whiskey and nothing more."
"There's nothing wrong with that," Gav grumbled, tossing my dad a scathing look. "As lo
Gavriel's POVA TikTok account?Camille looked up at me with those naive blue eyes, nodding her head. "Yes. It'll be perfect -""It's an app for skits and dances and shit," I said. "How is it perfect?"She gave me a sour look. "Will you at least let me explain? If you keep cutting me off, then we won't exactly get anywhere,""The problem is unacceptance of our new fabrics, and you're suggesting some juvenile app? Camille, I am trying to see the point,""Gav-" I gave her a steely look, and she cleared her throat, correcting herself. "Mr Donovan, I think it is unfair that you're already concluding when you haven't heard my idea yet."She wasn't wrong.Perhaps I was just a bit disappointed. The eighteen percent unacceptance didn't bother me much, but of course
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.
Gavriel's POV"What's next on my schedule?"I tugged at my tie once I slid into the backseat of my car. I was exhausted. Considering it was just a few minutes past twelve, I had a really long day ahead.I turned to Camille to see her tapping rapidly on her phone. Her golden hair was tied up in a bun, and while it made her look elegant, I preferred to see them spilling over her shoulders.I would also prefer that her little black dress would disappear, but that was a bit too much to ask.She bit her lip, frowning, and I realized then she hadn't heard my question."Camille?"Big blue eyes blinked up at me in confusion."What's next on my schedule?""Oh yeah, right," she muttered, swiping at her phone's screen before whipping out
Camille's POVAh, crap. I should have known he would notice. I could not have him finding out about this.Not yet at least."Gav, you're overreacting-""I'd rather I overreact," he growled behind me, his huge presence lurking above me. I should be intimidated. Anyone else would probably be. But I wasn't. I knew he wouldn't hurt me and besides, I could feel the heat radiating off him and it was sexy as hell."The last time I didn't overreact, you got kidnapped," He continued.Ah right, that was why he was doing this. He was worried. I shifted under his hold but he held on tighter."Gav?""Speak Camille,""Can I at least face you when I do? It's not like I'm going to run away," I chuckled.
Gavriel's POV"What the hell are you wearing?"I stared at the sexy apparition before me, stunned as hell. I had to be dreaming. There was no way Camille was standing by her desk, with absolutely next to nothing on."Relax Gav," She purred in that soft tone that always had my cock spurring to life.It wasn't even the fact that she was almost naked that had me rock hard. It was the outfit. The tiny piece of clothing she had on. So fucking tiny it left nothing to the imagination and that was a huge fucking problem because now all I could do was imagine."Relax?" I fumed, storming over to her.We had tons of things to do today. She knew I could barely keep my hands off her, why the hell was she wearing that?It was a pink thong and a matching bra. Her tits looked
Gavriel's POVI lapped at her pussy, making her moan and squirm with pleasure. She tasted delicious, every lick driving me wild and causing her to press her slick pussy against my face. My fingers slid into her wetness, two then three, thrusting deep inside her, stretching her, preparing her for me.She moaned louder, her eyes rolling back as I replaced my fingers with my throbbing cock in one swift movement.“Oh!” She gasped. “OH FUCK!”Her screams echoed through the room. I savored every moment, watching her throw her head back, jaw slacked in pleasure as I took her roughly, my hips slapping against her wet pussy."Oh fuck, yes, Gavriel. Fuck me harder, Daddy," she begged, her tone breathy and desperate for more. Her body arched, begging for more as I slammed into her.“Good girl. You'll take it
Camille's POVThe look on Gavriel's face was worth it. His eyes were wide in what looked more like horror and for a minute while everyone laughed, he just stood still, frozen, trying to process what was going on."Surprise?" I drawled, strutting towards him happily. I had never managed to surprise him and with the wide-eyed look on his face, I had scored big time."What is this?" He murmured when he finally recovered from the shock."Happy birthday man!" My father cheered, clapping him hard on the back."Caldwell?" Gav called looking confused then slid those hazel eyes back at me. "What's going on Camille?""Really?" I scoffed, flailing my arms in excitement. "You still haven't figured it out yet? I threw you a birthday party, Gav! I understand it can be a bit overwhelming. It was when I star
Gavriel's POVThe cold night air whipped against my face depicting the anger in my bones. A fucking party. I wanted to punch something. Hard.What the hell was Camille thinking?! I had been clear on what I wanted. Dinner with her. That was it. So why the hell had she hosted some damned party?“Gav!” She yelled behind me.I looked over my shoulder to see her storming towards me. There was a livid look on her face.Livid? Yeah right, the one person who deserved to be livid was me. She had tricked me!“What the hell was that?!” She fumed, stopping right before me.It was unfair that she looked so fucking beautiful. Her red dress clung to every delicious curve. It billowed around her legs and I tried for a minute to imagine she hadn't thrown me some ridiculous par