Camille's POV
He 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,
Gavriel's POVPleasant surprise my fucking foot.I took Caldwell's hand with a cold-as-death look on my face. For a while, I wondered if he had carted Camille off to Mexico or who knew where but her scent lingered faintly in the air and I relaxed- mentally.My body however had another problem of its own. It'l couldn't fucking relax. I couldn't relax. I was sprung up tighter than a coiled spring.When Caldwell had called Sunday night, demanding that his daughter take a week off, of course, I had wanted to say no. But my friend was a guru and it was only a matter of time before he found out that something was going on between me and his daughter.The only thing we had going was that he was mostly clueless about everything else aside from his computer."Here to see that new gamepad model I told you about?" He
Camille's POVI pushed my shirt down in a rush, struggling to catch my breath and ignore my pussy throbbing. Gav grabbed a magazine off Dad's desk, hiding his boner while Dad yanked his headphones off, turning to face him."What do you say? The pad works pretty sweet yeah? There are a couple of snags here and there, but if all goes well then by the end of the year, there'll be a holographic gamepad in the hands of every gamer- "Oh Camille, you're here, didn't hear you come in."I gave my dad a sheepish smile, wishing he could have played for longer. The feel of that thick, long shaft, grinding against my poor hungry cunt, I couldn't get enough of it. I wanted more. I wanted all that length buried in my pussy, pounding it to mush."Sounds good," Gav replied, clearing his throat when his voice came out way too hoarse and sexy.
Camille's POVGavriel 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