Camilla's POV We settle down and buckle up just like the captain instructed, but what running through my head right now is when he referred to us as Mr and Mrs Reynolds. Andrew was still staring at me expecting me to say something. I didn't know what to feel or say to him, I mean on one hand mom's angry because I didn't tell her I was going anywhere and that's his fault. But on the other hand, he's apologizing and I can't stay angry at him.I always wonder why, and it hits me like a rock, my eyes growing the size of a saucer as realization dawns on me. I AM IN LOVE WITH ANDREW FREAKING REYNOLDS. ohhhh my goodness. “Here, let me help you.” His voice broke me out of my reverie, I looked up to see that he's offering me his hand.I took it and he helped me up, we moved to the door, he pressed some buttons and it started descending. We walked out of the plane and a car was waiting for us.I remember our luggage, and was about to ask Andrew for it but he beat me to it, “they will take ca
Camilla's POV After what he said, the silence in the car was deafening and I could cut through it with a knife.The driver came back with the food, and handed it to Andrew through the divider. We started eating in silence. I focused on my food till I was done. I was also thankful that he didn't press more on the conversation.He also finished eating just in time for the driver to inform us that we've reached our destination. I looked down at my outfit and I just felt self conscious. “Do you need to change?” Andrew asked, as he was also eyeing my already squeezed outfit.“Yes, can you wait for me outside. You can come back in when I am done.” He nodded and stepped out of the car. I start doing light makeup while still pondering on what to wear.He opened the door again and handed me a set of clothes and shoes. I held it up to inspect it. It was a maroon dress, with a back open and a slit that runs up to my thighs. The shoe was also maroon and it fit.I changed into it asap, and stepp
Camilla's pov"Mom, where is my room?" I ask as I walk into the kitchen of our new home. Mom told me it was a Mansion and I couldn't agree less, every room I walked into was two times larger than our rooms back in New York. I couldn't wait to see my room."I'll show you later but first we need to unpack today and use tomorrow to rest." Mom said and I rolled my eyes."Help me drag the yellow boxes upstairs, Camilla," Mom instructed with a stern look. Mom had a lot of boxes and I couldn't imagine how she always knew which box contained what.I lifted one box dragging it along with me as I followed her to her room."Wow!" "You like it right?" Mom asked and I nodded in approval. Her bedroom wasn't just spacious but exquisite, everything looked expensive, especially the opulent furniture."And who's gushing over me and my wife's bedroom?" I turn to the sound of my stepfather's voice. A male voice inside a house sounded strange as I had lived for fourteen years without a father figure in
Andrew's povHeading towards the house, I noticed a truck parked in our driveway with an SUV beside it. That must be Dad's new wife, I scoff. I couldn't believe Dad when he told me he was going to remarry. The worst thing was he dated this woman for just two months, who does that? I parked my car in the garage and strolled up to the door. I was about to make my way in when I noticed a middle-aged woman with the perfect shape for someone her age in the living room. "Camilla, come down and help your mother," she yells as she lifts some boxes toward the stairs. She looks up and I get a better view of her face. My father usually dates women in their thirties but she looked more like she was in her early forties. She looked hot. I couldn't deny that. She looks at me in confusion before smiling, "Andrew!" I nod in response."I'm Emily," she said smiling.I fake a smile, unwilling to do this introduction thing with her. She reaches in and hugs me before I can protest. It felt warm and s
Camilla's povMom insisted we had lunch together since it was still early, we were done unpacking and Andrew helped me out but he talked more than he helped.We took one lunch pack each containing the food mom ordered from the cafeteria when we entered California.The atmosphere is nice and relaxing as Nicholas tells us numerous stories that send laughter across the room. He started the story of how he met my mother in Paris during one of his tours. My mom has told me this story a million times. I rolled my eyes and I found Andrew doing the same and we both laughed.Even though I hadn't eaten anything tangible today except the muffin we had on the plane, I wasn't hungry for food. However, I'm hungry for someone. I lifted my eyes to see his blue piercing eyes. Andrew had been staring at me the whole time and I wished he could stop because I was dripping wet downstairs.My clit was incredibly wet and all I envisioned was being under his built body on his bed. Why was he this hot? I sque
Camilla's POV: Just as I expected, Mom grounded me for a week because of my little outburst at lunch. It made me incredibly happy because I didn't have to spend the week avoiding my hot stepbrother. His girlfriend came over during one of the nights and I only caught a glimpse of her when she entered the compound. She sure was hot and pretty and looked like the kind of girl Andrew would date, not like me though, the weird introvert who writes. Max, my vibrator, kept me company throughout the time. It was so easy to reach climax as all I needed to do was to imagine myself riding Andrew's huge dick- at least I felt it was huge just like Max. My mom should never find out I used a vibrator or else I was dead. I convinced myself that my sexy fantasy was over because I had not seen him in five days except of course his faint sweet voice when he came down the stairs daily. "Camilla," I lifted my eyes and just then I realized I didn't realize when he knocked so he let himself in. Andrew
Camilla's POV She was just looking at us dumbfounded not saying anything, it's like we all froze because Andrew was still staring at my waist with surprise written all over his face probably he was thinking like. ‘What the fuck is she doing under the sheet with her panties down….. well I am pleasuring myself thinking about you.’ Then back to this strange woman while I am staring at her trying to decipher the look on her face. Seeing that she is not saying anything and Andrew is also not talking. I decided to break the ice and explain to her that what she saw was not what it looked like. “Hy, who are you? How can we be of help to you? Are you here to meet someone?” I threw all these questions at her. And it seems to break her from the trance she is in. She adjusted her clothes and cleared her throat before she started talking. “My name is Aaren, I am here to resume work as the newly hired maid and to also meet Mrs. Reynold to discuss some things so she can explain the nature of my j
Camilla's POV I made a mental note to apologize to Andrew tomorrow while drifting off to sleep. I was exhausted from all the shenanigans.~Six AM~I woke up with a really sore Vagina because of how I overused myself yesterday….. not that I have any plans of stopping because of a certain handsome and hot guy, who I can't get out of my mind.Remembering that I was supposed to apologize to him. I checked the time to see it's Six thirty. Still quite early but I'd rather do it now than have an awkward encounter at the dining table like the other day. Just thinking about him got me so hot and bothered. I am sure that I will be wet down there if I should check. But that's not the time now. I got up from my bed and exited my room to see that his door was a little bit ajar. Ohh, my God!! Does that mean he heard everything yesterday? I mean we still haven't talked about my panties being down my knee. Taking a deep breath, I knocked on his door praying that he wouldn't answer so I have someth