Oh yeah,” she let out a strangled moan when his girth hit her spot and the sensation almost made her combust on the spot. His hand dug into her hair as he drilled into her repeatedly, letting out muffled grunts with each thrust. As she held onto his rippled muscles on his back, drawing him close, Camille knew she shouldn’t be doing this, letting her best friend’s brother use her as his personal toy when she was right in the next room, asleep and completely unaware of everything going on. *** When Camille’s roommate and best friend Lucia, invites her heartbroken older brother to their apartment for only a month to recuperate, she expects to meet a depressed, quiet and needy ex-lawyer, who lost everything after his heartbreak. However, when Camille meets the drop-dead gorgeous player with a thick British accent when he throws a party at their house, she discovers he is the complete opposite of what she imagined. What happens when Camille finds herself falling hard for the very man she swore to both herself and her best friend, to never feel that way towards. What happens when he makes it extremely difficult for her to resist him and they begin an explicit but forbidden romance without her best friend’s knowledge.
View MoreCamille: “Daniel, just leave me alone,” I screamed before pulling away from the man who had grabbed me by my shoulder. I felt dumb. After my tactical escape, he had still managed to find me out here. It didn’t matter though. I wasn’t going down without a fight. I rolled my eyes as I walked away, waiting for him to apologize for what he had done to me. He rarely did, but recently, he had become more sensitive to my feelings. A part of me was hoping this would happen. A part of me had left the apartment, hoping he would come after me, but I was too proud to admit that. When the man pulled me back so roughly, I swear I heard my wrist crack. My eyes widened as I looked very well at him, realizing he wasn’t Daniel. This man was way bigger and scarier. I couldn’t make out his face in the dark, but all I saw was the faint glow coming from a stick in his mouth, a cigarette, and the stench I had assumed was coming from the alleyway, but was actually from this man. My heart started to po
Camille: “I…I…” I stammered, unsure of exactly what to say. Was I supposed to apologize for my status? “Are you a freaking virgin?” He asked me in a sharper tone this time, pulling every part of his body away from me. “I am…” I finally answered. “Shit,” he groaned before running his hand through his hair. “And you never seemed it fit to tell me before anything happened?” I studied his face which was a mix of anger, frustration and disappointment. I still didn’t understand why finding out I had never had sex would elicit such reaction from him. “I didn’t think it mattered,” I said. “You didn’t think it mattered? Seriously?” He snapped, standing up from where he had been kneeling to eat me out. “Tell me. What did you think was going to happen?” To be honest, I didn’t fully understand why he was making such a big deal about this. What did it matter if he was the first or not? I was tired of waiting to make it special. Since when did he make a distinction about who
Camille: I bit my lip and stared at a spot behind him when Daniel lifted the night dress over my head. Why did I still feel slightly self-conscious? Maybe I needed another drink… For a short while, Daniel did nothing. Confused, I pulled my gaze away from the spot I had been staring at and found him watching my body with the unmistakeable look of pure lust in his eyes. I felt his cock twitch under me and it was enough to make my core tighten. I had never been this turned on in my life. His hand reached out to palm one of breasts in his hand. He tugged at it lightly, as if he was testing the waters, careful to cause any damage to me. Soon, his both hands were fondling my breasts, tugging at my nipple while his eyes remained completely focused on them. His hand cupped my buttocks, pulling me closer to him without warning. The action placed one of my breasts directly on his mouth and he started to suckle at it, angling his head in different positions as he ran his tongue ove
Camille: If someone were to ask me when I realized just how smart Daniel was, the answer wouldn’t be when I heard he was the top of his law class back at Oxford, the fact that he had so many successful cases to his name in two countries nor the fact that he had learned an entire recipe from watching me once. I realized just how smart Daniel was on that fateful night we sat down to see a horror movie in the living room together. “Oh my god!” I yelled, jumping and hiding my face in Daniel’s chest when the deadly looking villain appeared behind the main character on Tv holding a chainsaw. “Ssh shh,” Daniel placated me, rubbing my back slightly. “It’s just a movie.” I could hear the silent laughter he was holding back. “How are you not moved by any of this?” I asked, peeking out from his chest but burying my face back there when that creature from hell appeared back on the screen once again. “If I’m moved by any of this, how on earth would I protect you?” He asked me, th
Camille: “You missed me?” I repeated, staring at the ground to prevent him from seeing the stupid blush on my face. “Of course I did,” he said like it was common knowledge for him to miss me. “Come on in.” “Really? But you didn’t talk to me throughout yesterday and even this morning. You obviously were avoiding me.” I was going with total honesty now. There was no need to beat around the bush concerning how I truly felt. I was much too eager to think of self-respect now. He gave me a confused look. “I didn’t think you wanted me to talk to you,” he said, following me into the living room. “You locked your door all through the night and this morning, you kept banging the dishes around. It was obvious you were mad about something. I believed I would be the last person you would have wanted to see then.” I chuckled, because I didn’t know how else to react to that. From his own perspective, everything was different, yet somehow it all made sense. I didn’t tell him I ha
Camille: I swallowed, trying my hardest to look as innocent as possible but failing. "I forgot my keys," she said, going to the room divider and picking up the godforsaken keys that had made her return and disrupt what had been going on between her brother and me. "Why do you look like you want to throw up?" she asked me with a raised brow after studying me for some seconds. Despite my fear of being caught, I felt a bit insulted. Was that how I looked to her? I had just had the best make-out session of my life and she thought I looked like I wanted to throw up? Seriously? Deep down, I wished I could tell her the truth about what had happened. I pursed my lips and looked away, torn between feeling bad about myself after what had just happened and angry at my roommate for coming back when she did. “I was just going to my room,” I said and left the dining without sparing one last glance at either of them. The first thing I did when I entered my room was lock the door
Camille: Although my eyes were still watery after my coughing fit, I felt much better. I still kept gulping down more water though, just to distract myself from the Daniel’s intense stare. That faraway look was on his face again, but I couldn’t be fooled by that. That had been the same way he had watched me those days ago and somehow managed to learn an entire recipe without me even realizing it. I kept drinking more water, because I knew every single action of mine was being imprinted in his mind and at that point, it was the least embarrassing thing I could do. Okay, maybe I was making an overstatement, probably even exaggerating my worth in his eyes above other women he had been with, but when he looked at me like that, I knew he wasn’t thinking about anyone else at the moment but me. I eventually dropped the big glass of water on the table when my stomach began to feel like it would tear open if I didn’t stop over hydrating myself. I looked back at him, trying to
Camille: “Oh my god,” I whispered as a grateful smile slowly spread across my cheeks when Daniel’s words finally made sense to me. If he was right, then that meant Miss Winston wouldn’t have to go out of business and I would be able to get my job back. “I have to tell her right away!” I squealed, getting out of the chair with the mind to run down to the bookstore to share the news with Miss Winston. “Can’t you just call her?” He asked me, holding back a chuckle. “Oh, sure,” I mumbled and got back in my seat. Miss Winston was surprised to hear that the son of the man who had defended her years ago was around and knew a lot about her case. She agreed to meet up with him the next day, since she had gone out to run some errands and wouldn’t be back in the bookstore anytime soon. “I really hope this works out,” I mumbled. “It will,” he assured me. “But if this matter has already been resolved before, why did she become so scared and dejected, especially if she has pap
Camille: "Uh...what's happening, Cam?" Lucia asked, her voice breaking me out of my spell. I blinked, finally looking away from her brother, whose expression I had still been unable to read. "Nothing. I'm just tired," I replied with a sigh, a little embarassed by the fact that I had been caught staring. "I'll just be in my room..." "Won't you eat something before you go?" Daniel asked me when I started to walk away and I stopped in my tracks. "I'm sure she just wants to be left alone, Dan," Lucia said to him in a sharp tone. "Her eyes are sunken, her face looks puffy and she's practically dragging herself. Can't you tell she needs something to eat?" He spoke back to her. I swallowed. I hadn't even been able to tell what his expression had been while I watched him, yet he somehow noticed all those things about me. Did I really look that bad? I slowly turned back to face them. They were glaring at each other, probably still mad at each other after the argument they ha
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