“I suppose that wouldn’t be a problem, if Rose wants to go with you,” Cassie said.
“The boys will be just fine with us and it looks as if Miss Ana won’t be an issue,” Mrs. Barker said.
“Rose?” Camillo asked.
He’d been the perfect father all day and he deserved a reward. He’d treated all of us and I couldn’t deny the excitement bubbling up within me. His words from last night echoed off the corners of my mind and a smile spread across my face.
“Let me get my purse and phone and we can head out,” I said.
Fifteen minutes later, with Ana in bed and the boys playing video games, Camillo and I were off. His hand immediately wrapped around mine before he brought my hand to his lips. He kissed it and his eyes darkened three different shades and settled onto the stormy blue eyes I’d lost myself in that night.
But the words that came from his mouth caused my entire body to shake.
“You have a punishment coming, my little songbird,” he said.
“What?” I asked.
“You kept a secret from me. A precious secret meant only for my ears. You were naughty and you know it.”
I squirmed in my seat while he held my hand tightly and we wound around town. I was looking forward to whatever punishment he had in mind, especially since I could feel my core heating up just with his breathy promises. My nipples were puckering against my bra as we slowly pulled up into his driveway and I took in the beautiful log cabin in front of us as he slid out of his seat and came to open my door.
He pulled me from the car and dragged me to his room, wasting no time in pressing his demanding lips against mine.
I arched into him, clasping onto his shirt as I pulled him deeper into me. His hands roamed my body roughly, commanding my curves while our tongues battled for dominance. Then he spun me around and pressed me into a cold wooden desk in the corner, his hand flipping up my skirt to expose my soaking wet satin panties.
I heard the rush of wind just before his hand cracked down onto my ass. I moaned, my legs pulling taut as he smacked his hand against my other ass cheek. My hands pressed into the cold wood, my body instinctively trying to get away, even as my silken fluids dribbled down the inside of my thighs. Again and again, his hand connected with my skin, burning it to a point where I thought my legs would give out from underneath me.
Then, he ripped my whisper-thin panties from my body, the tattered satin falling to the floor while I heaved into the desk.
My skin burned with pleasure. I was so turned on, I had no idea what to do with myself, but before I could make a move, Camillo stood me up and slammed his lips back onto mine.
I moaned into his luscious pout as I threw my arms around his neck and, as his massive hands descended around the throbbing globe of my ass, my legs gave out from underneath me.
CHAPTER TWENTY – CAMILLO
The way her skin glowed red in the moonlight caused me to grow painfully hard. Her lips tasted of honey and powdered sugar, a combination that swirled in my head as she collapsed against my body. I lowered her to her knees, her body trembling as I finally released her sweet, swollen lips.
I unbuckled my pants and pulled out my massive cock for her to see.
“Suck,” I said.
Without a second thought, she wrapped her hand around my dick as I looked down upon her beautiful face: the woman I’d been chasing in my mind all my life. She wrapped her lips around my cock and, instantly, I realized she had no idea what she was doing.
I growled as my hand wrapped itself into her long, black tresses.
“Smooth your tongue over the head. That’s it. Just like that.”
Her cheeks hollowed out as she took all she could of me before she gagged and I couldn’t help but smirk at the sound. Oh, what a compliment that paid me as she wrenched her eyes closed and tried to do what she thought was right.
“Listen to me, songbird. Squeeze your hand that’s wrapped around me while your lips suck my tip.”
I watched her draw my cock out from between her lips before she stopped. I had to hold my hips at bay, resisting the urge to thrust all the way down her throat while she learned how to please me. Her hand squeezed around my thickness and I groaned, feeling my balls filling up with release while her hot spit dripped down my cock.
“Wrap your tongue around it. Just like that.”
Her mouth was learning me. Exploring me. Filling me with a warmth that was drawing my balls tight against my body. I wasn’t ready to spill into her. Not like this. I looked down upon her beautiful face as spit leaked out from the corner of her mouth and, in that moment, she captured my heart. This strong woman, with eyes the color of emeralds and skin the color of snow, was yielding to my every command and obeying my every word to fill me with a bliss I’d sought for years.