Camilla's POV continues
“I'm sorry, I will never see or think of Cliff again.” I blurt out in a panic.
“What? I can kill that kid if I want him gone and I will, but right now, I need to see just how good you've been sucking ordinary cocks. Go on, don't be shy, open that pretty mouth baby.”
I lick my lips before opening my mouth in a slow motion, I drop my eyes to his cock but he yanks my hair down. I hiss at the irritation, now fixing my eyes on him like he wanted me to. I open my mouth once again and he grins, thrusting his cock into my mouth with force that has tears burning up in my eyes. “Good girl, now suck.”
I play coy and hesitate but he thrusts deeper into my mouth, that's when I begin to suck. I give it a little teeth and he growls, taking it upon himself to thrust into my mouth hard and fast. Is he giving the blow job or am I? I roll my eyes at the thought.
I place one hand on his waist and spit him out before quickly taking him into my hand, I peer up at him as I pump him lightly. His expression is hard to read, I shift my focus back to his cock and take him into my mouth, running my tongue over and under his length a few times before I begin to suck him fast. “Fuck Mia, slow down.” He grunts. Hmm, let me think about it, no. I want him shuddering into my mouth, he laid up the challenge and I'm taking it to full heights.
“Mia.” That one sounds like a warning, I suck harder and faster, not forgetting to breathe through my nose as I suck him.
His grip on my hair tightens, knocking me off rhythm and balance enough for him to take control. He thrusts his hips, forcing all of him into my mouth as I fight him by swirling my tongue around him everytime he fully thrusts in. His movements become jerky before they halt seconds later, even jerky he made them hard and fast. A hot liquid hits the back of my throat and I swallow it down without a second thought.
Seeing Adrian's thrusts are nowhere near coming to life, I begin to suck again, ignoring his request to stop and relishing in his whimpers as I feel him grow hard again in my mouth, I'm not doing it for him, it's for me. I like having him inside my mouth, thrusting like he hates me but praising me like a god when I'm sucking him dry. “Fuck, I love your mouth even more.” He moans.
That makes me smile around his cock and once again he takes charge, thrusting into my mouth until he comes a second time, this time it's quicker than the first time. I swallow every last drop of his seed before he pulls out of my mouth, my mascara is a fucking mess from all the gagging I did on his dick.
I watch as he pulls his pants up, my throat is sore but I would do it again, seeing him squirm at my mercy was worth it and absolutely hot. Having that kind of power over Adrian was fucking amazing, should I have tried the blow job sooner?
Adrian grins at me as he pulls his zipper up. “I think you were born to suck my cock baby doll, just look how pretty you look on your knees with your mascara running and that pretty lipstick smudged.”
I get off my knees and reach under my dress, I tug on the waistband of my panties as I watch him watch me. When they drop to my feet, I step out of them and pick them up. Adrian thinks he's a goddamn God and that he is but fuck him, this was my revenge. I grab his right hand and place my damp thong in his hand. His gazes darts from the panties back to me and I flash him a smile, “Seems you were born to soak my panties.”
Just like that, I walk out. Leaving him jaw dropped and contemplating so many decisions.
*****
When I left Adrian in my room yesterday I felt weird and I don't mean my scalp was hurting from the hair pulling, it was a gust of heat. It flashed over me so fast but I felt it, it made me scream because it felt like I was in hell for a second. I cleaned my face in one of the bathrooms before I returned downstairs, without my panties. I felt different without them but I didn't mind the feeling much.
My cheap flowers as Adrian proclaimed are in a vase across the room, I brought them here last night. The stare Adrian graced me with when he saw me taking the flowers upstairs was spine chilling. At dinner, I sat next to him with Molly on the other side. I tried to eat as much as I could but Adrian had my sole focus, he had tried to touch me under the table but I caught his hand and we ended up holding hands throughout dinner. Even the touch of his hand made me feel helpless but I liked it, no one would ever make me feel this way ever.
I slept with Mirabelle just to be cautious, I didn't want me finding my way to Adrian's bed again.
This morning, I left Mirabelle in her room and came to mine with the intent of showering but after I was done getting ready, I felt tired and my body ached. That's when I crawled into bed to rest my eyes a bit. Mirabelle had come in once but I couldn't respond to her, I was half asleep. She plugged my phone into its charger and went out, not before picking something from my drawer, my guess is it was a hair dryer, she tends to forget where she keeps hers.
There's a knock on my door, I keep quiet hoping whoever is on the other end leaves soon but they don't, instead they knock one more time before it creaks open. I don't bother checking who it is because I'm still hoping they leave me to my discomfort. The mattress at the edge of the bed sinks, great, they're staying.
“I know you're awake, I missed you at dinner.” Adrian murmurs.
I'm laying on my stomach under one sheet and facing the opposite direction so I have to turn to meet his gaze and when I do turn, I lay on my side flashing him a smile. “I know you missed me, they all do once I suck their dick. It'll expire.”
He reaches a hand out to touch mine but I pull mine away before he gets to graze it.
“Hmm, how do you know that?”
“Because I'm psychic.” I whisper.
His eyebrows pull together as he stares at me intensely, “If you were psychic, you'd have seen me cheating.”
It takes all my exertion to roll my eyes at his smart ass remark. “Too soon?” He asks. I shake my head against the pillow to answer, it's not too soon for that joke. I have had therapy sessions and time away from him plus I haven't seen much of Angel so I'm okay with it. Adrian leans closer to me, “Come, you're sleeping with me tonight.” Sleeping with him, huh? I give him a faint smile and myself a mental slap for being an idiot and he laughs, “Not the way you're thinking it.”
I shake my head with a smile burning in my cheeks, “I wasn't thinking anything.”
“So you're coming?”
I close my eyes and nod, “But you have to carry me, I don't want to walk or get dressed.” I say opening my eyes.
Adrian raises an eyebrow and peeks under the sheet, I'm dressed in my underwear only. He complains at the sight but wraps me on the sheet like a burrito, I giggle throughout the activity. “Pretty, you should wear this sheet more often. Looks good on you and you're covered.” He grins. I frown, ready to give him a come back but I lull when he picks me up and I avoid snuggling into his chest in case I seem desperate.
In his room, he tosses me on the bed and yells "Tombstones!" When he throws himself on me. I laugh at the wrestling reference, “Other people, normal people don't wrestle girls. You're going to kill me.”
He rolls off the bed with a smirk, “I can't, I know just how fragile and strong you are.”
I roll myself on the bed to remove the sheet from me and it works, Adrian goes to close the door with a kick. I roll my eyes at him and look around the room, it's changed since I was here last. It's no longer gloomy, there's some bright touches to it but I love that he kept the dark theme.
What catches my eye is the pictures of me that I didn't know existed but I like them. “Give me a kiss.” Adrian whispers, I shift my gaze from the pictures on the wall to him. I blow him a kiss and he chuckles, sitting on the bed. He points to his lips and I lean into him, brushing his lips lightly with a smile but he swallows my smile, I kiss him back only with more longing for his mouth than he does me. I don't know what I'm doing before I know it, I'm on top of him, devouring his mouth hungrily.
Every moan I release, he swallows until I'm unconsciously grinding on his thigh. Adrian flips me over and breaks our kiss, I open my eyes to meet his dilated, darkened eyes. His hand examines my forehead and he scowls, “Fuck Mia, you're burning up.”
I run my tongue over my lips and gulp, “It's just a little hot in here.”
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