Camille's POV
I didn't have an answer to that. It was both embarrassing and stimulating that I wanted my boss. A man way older than me. But I couldn't help it.
I just couldn't. I pushed against his hands, wanting him to take me, but then he pulled away from me.
"Leave, Camille,"
My body ached in protest. Why did he always do this? He had left me wanting more just like he did days ago! My ass stung as I dropped down my skirt, and I whimpered at the feeling.
I needed to cum. My client had starved me of an orgasm as well and it sucked that he hadn't asked for me in the past few days. Properly dressed against my wishes, my eyes fell on Gavriel. He stood by the glass wall of his office, staring down at the city lay spread out before him.
"Gavriel-"
"Leave, Camille," He snapped, with
Gavriel's POVI raised the glass of wine to my lips watching my pet dance a few meters away from the sofa where I sat.She was beautiful. No, she was beyond beautiful. Her blue eyes were hooded as she stared at me through her mask, full bow shaped lips parted in that seductive manner. It made me want to tease the corners with my tongue, then slip past them and taste her mouth.Like I had two days ago.Her taste was damned addicting. She had me addicted. I had tried to stay away for two days, and I could swear she was all I could taste.All I could see.Jessica.I wasn't foolish. I knew there was no way that was her real name. But everything else about her was definitely real. Those sexy sounds she made when my hands ran over her body were real.&nbs
Camille's POVI tried to regulate my breathing as I squirted some oil into my palm. Hazel sat with his back on the table, those eyes peering up at me through his mask. His very muscular arms flexed as he watched my every move. I could feel his burning gaze as I watched his muscles contract and relax.My knees wobbled. That had been intense.And yet I wanted more. I was being a whore. My eyes fell on his very turgid cock and more moisture dribbled down my thighs. I wanted to ride him blind."Climb on, pet," he instructed. "I wish I could wait patiently, but every second you stare at me with that hungry look in your eyes, I fear I'll go mad if I do not touch you."I flushed at his words, feeling embarrassed by his choice of words."Yes sir," I obliged.Holding his arm for sup
Camille's POVHe slid past my lips, thick, long, and hard. I moaned as his shaft moved deeper, burying itself in my throat."Oh hell," he cursed, throwing his head back. His hands gripped my hair tighter as he tried to fill me up with all of him.It didn't work.I let out a moan of protest, my eyes widening. I couldn't take all of him. No way. He had a huge dick.His grip tightened as he stared down at me through hooded eyes."Oh fuck me," he hissed. "You look so fucking good, like that, pet. Your eyes watering as you try to swallow my cock has to be the best thing I have seen today."I moaned, tapping his arm urgently. I couldn't breathe. He groaned as he pulled away from me. His cock slipped out of my mouth with a pop, dangling in the air, coated with my saliva.&n
Camille's POV"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!"Gavriel Donovan was a hard man, to please. It had been a month since I began working for him, and I couldn't count the number of times he had yelled at me.Nothing I did seemed good enough for him.Currently, he sat behind his desk, glaring at the tablet before him as if it were a piece of disgusting metal. His eyes moved from the device to me, and I pressed my lips together, wondering what I had done wrong this time."Camille," he said in a deadly cool tone."Yes, Mr Donovan?" I said in a false cheery voice."What is this?" He gestured at the PowerPoint presentation playing on the tablet."Your presentation, sir,""Why," he gritted. "Does it have pink doodles all over it?!"I blinked
Gavriel's POVFuck it all! I was done fighting. I grabbed her arm, yanking her towards the glass wall that surrounded my office and pressed her up against it. She let out a loud gasp of surprise when I pulled on her hair, tying it around my hands."This is what you wanted, isn't it?!" I hissed, leaning down to lick the back of her ear. She jumped, arching deeper into my hands. Her smooth slender neck, arched so delicately, I ached to wrap my hands around it."Yes," She panted, a smile on her face. Her chest heaved. Her tits moved, bouncing lightly, driving me nuts.Like they had in the past month I had applied self control."Of course," I gritted my teeth, trying to search my head for all the gazillion reasons why I couldn't touch her. Why I shouldn't even consider it?And yet my hands reac
Camille's POV"No! You're not going anywhere, and that's final!"I glared at Dad, wondering what he wanted now. I had arrived from work to take a quick shower before I headed out to see my client. Dad, however, seems to think he can stop me from going to see him.Perhaps if this was another day, or if anyone else had asked for me, I would have listened. But it was Hazel! He had left me horny and stranded for a whole month. And after the tryst with Gavriel in his office, I definitely wanted him.He knew just what buttons to press. He knew how to use me, to make me his slut. It was so bad yet I loved it."Dad, let's calm down, shall we?" I grumbled. "I won't be long! I'll just be stopping at Megan's place!""I don't care, you're not going!"“Argh,You're so annoying!"
Camille's POVHazel was being a jerk. I had already begged. What on earth did he mean by sounding desperate enough'?He wanted me, didn't he? Then why was he being so difficult?He stared down at me expectantly, and I tugged my bottom lip between my teeth. What did he want me to do? Beg? I could do that. I could do anything as long as he touched me with those skillful hands and made me feel incredible."I'm sorry I scoffed," I muttered, tightening my grip on his leg. "Please don't leave.""Hmm," he hummed. "Not very convincing pet,""What else do you want me to do?!" I cried, throwing my hands in the air. His gaze on me darkened, and I whimpered an apology."Keep up with that attitude, and this will be over, pet.""I'm sorry," I sn
Camille's POVI took his hand. It wrapped firmly around mine and he tugged me along with him. I shivered, following him into the bedroom. Cool air whipped against my naked body. I wasn't sure if that was what made me tremble or if it was simply desire that poured through my veins.My nipples begged for his attention. No, who was I kidding? Every part of me begged for his attention."Get on," He ordered, gesturing to the bed.He looked so domineering. His hair had a few strands out of place, they fell over his mask, framing those piercing eyes. His shirt was unbuttoned halfway and there was a prominent tent in his pants.His cock.I pouted as I obeyed his instructions. It was unfair that I was utterly naked before him and he was still dressed. I wanted to see that magnificent cock again. Would he let me exp