Camilla's POV continues
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Everything stings, my eyes are heavy and the light is pricking them. I can feel Adrian's soft breaths behind me, I roll over to meet him, my eyes still closed as I snuggle into Adrian's chest.
His scent flaring up my nostrils and I moan with satisfaction. When he feels me snuggle up to him, he wraps both hands around me. I grin, flickering my eyes open until the light doesn't bother me anymore. I ignore the sound of my head pounding and the ache between my thighs, peering up at a sleeping Adrian.
I thought he was awake when he wrapped his arms around me but no, his breathing is giving away his state of rest. I watch him for a few minutes, unmoving in his arms before I reach my hand at his chest and tap it lightly. “Adrian.” I whisper, trying to wake him up without startling him. He doesn't respond so I try to free myself from his hold but he pulls me close. “Mia.” he growls, “Lay with me a little longer, I never sleep well without you.” he says, his tone evidently drowsy.
“I need to wake up, it's late.” I murmur against his chest.
“Fine, but you have to take a bath with me.”
I nod, not saying another word, I simply wait for him to find his morning glory, which is already pressing against my naked flesh. When he finally gathers the strength, he slips into his sweat pants and covers me in a towel. He swoops me into his arms to his other bedroom for a bath because it's our space.
I cling to him desperately, ignoring how my body aches on every surface. I don't need a mirror to see how bruised I am, Adrian didn't hold back last night, he tasted every inch of me.
Not forgetting to leave a mark on every surface of my body, even the parts I can't see. By now, I'm used to walking around with hickeys on my neck, bruises on my wrists and throat as much as he is walking around with my nails curved into his skin.
Mine heals quicker than his but he wears them proudly, sometimes he walks around shirtless just so everyone can see how good of a time we have in bed. Molina's mother saw him the other day and she gave me an embarrassed gape, shaking her head as she walked away with Molly's brother laughing behind her. He had winked at me, making me blush with extra crimson in my cheeks.
I don't see anyone on our way to his room because I'm buried in his chest, replaying last night's events in my head. I can't remember what went on after I came from riding him but the last thing I remember is him apologising why he placed soft kisses on my head, everything else that followed is a complete fog of after-orgasm brain.
None of us say a word as he washes us, I keep my thoughts to myself seeing how distraught he appears. When he is done washing me, I step out of the shower and go to my room, wrapped in nothing but a towel. I meet Angel and Liliana on my way to my room but I pretend I've seen nothing and no one of that sort, I've found life easier when I pretend some things don't exist and now Angel and her friends are on that not real list I've created in my head.
The first thing I do in my room is apply lotion on myself then grab my phone to check on what I missed last night. I always leave my phone in my room when I know I can't handle it and last night was definitely one of those days. My Email is flooded with emails from Tiana, most of them her usual gibberish but one catches my attention, she wants to go to college with me.
I immediately sent her a paragraph, emphasising why she shouldn't change her choice of University simply because she wants to be with me. In my text, I assure her how much I love her and how no one is ever going to take her place because she is my favorite person in the world, not even Adrian has that on me.
Milla Bear: Let's do lunch tomorrow?
Sunshine: Mikel and I are visiting our grandfather for a while, so I can't. But swears, we can do a whole week of dates when I come back.
I smile to myself, sending her a reply. We go back and forth with our messages, discussing our childhood. Tamina said it was healthy to talk about our past selves, hence the topic. When she sends a 'Text you later,' I delete our entire conversation, but not before backing up the conversation to the cloud. Just then, Adrian busts into my room, opening the door like he owns the place which he does. The door closes behind him and I turn to look at him, my jaw somewhere on the floor.
“Why did you leave like that, did I say anything to upset you?”
I let out a nervous laugh, “Baby, no. I just came to get dressed.”
“Oh,” He breathes. A look of relief consuming him as he stares at me. “Well if you're not mad, can I get you dressed?”
“I don't know why you like that but sure, dress me up like a pretty Barbie doll because you like girl toys.” I tell him, he ignores my teasing and heads to my wardrobe.
The outfit is picked easily, he chooses a pair of leggings and a T-shirt, I'm pretty sure the T-shirt is his judging by the size.
He spends the most time on my underwear, taking his time to look through the various brands and mixing them up without even knowing what he's doing. I organise my panties with the colors and brand but he messes that up in his search for a set he prefers most. He struggles between a red Victoria Secret thong and another set of thin white panties. When he is satisfied with going through my panties, he comes to dress me.
The Victoria's Secret panties won, so I let him dress me, the T-shirt being last because he was getting a kick out of seeing my bare tits.
“If you weren't so sore, I'd take you right now. But I'm taking the damage I did last night into consideration.” He whispers against my lips.
I brush his lightly, smiling against them. “Well, thank you for being exceptionally thoughtful, Alpha.”
“I will be gone for a while and no, I won't be with my whores and we need to have a talk when I get back.”
I nod, pulling away from his face, “Alright, I will be with Belle when you need me.” He opens his mouth to say something but halts when someone knocks on my door.
“Come in.” I yell, massaging Adrian's hand. The door opens wide, revealing a happy Mirabelle. She looks pretty, dressed in a long blue dress, with a cut out on her stomach and a slit on the left running all the way up her thigh to her hips but her panties are hidden. Adrian groans in annoyance and I laugh, watching her smile merge into a frown. “What?”
I shake my head, “Nothing, Adrian was just leaving.” I told her.
Adrian groans, placing a kiss on my lips before rising to go. “See you soon baby,” He whispers, moving to the door. When he makes it to the door, he pauses, eyeing Mirabelle up and down. “Put some fucking clothes on, Belle.”
I instantly burst out laughing, Mirabelle looks at her dress, unable to see anything wrong with it. “But I am dressed!” She argues.
Adrian rolls his eyes, “Camilla, tell your friend to get dressed because I won't tell her twice.”
I don't respond, I look at Mirabelle and she stomps her foot. “Fine, I will dress like a nun. Is that what you want?”
My eyes fly to Adrian, watching their sibling debate. “Yes,” He replies simply, walking out the door without another word.
Mira belle closes the door and let's a scream, heading to my wardrobe to pick something deemed more 'decent' by Adrian.
I enjoy their petty fights, it reminds me of the sibling bickering I never got to have. My siblings are all older than me so none of them argued with me, they simply hearkened to my every whim.
“So,” Mirabelle says, tossing herself on my bed. She's now dressed in some sweats and a crop top, still not decent enough for her brother but she is more covered now.
“What are you getting Adrian for his birthday?”
“I don't know, what do you get someone who has everything?”
She shrugs, “Santiago purchased him a casino for his last birthday and Martin did the architecture of the casino for free. Rachael, my cousins and I chipped in to get him a classic car that he keeps untouched. My wallet is yet to recover from that purchase.” She giggles, gripping her chest dramatically.
I haven't really thought about presents for Adrian, I have been putting it off because I don't know what to get him. Adrian has everything and what he doesn't have, he can afford it so it's hard to buy for someone like that. “Don't worry Camilla, he will love anything you get him.” Mirabelle assures me, rubbing my arm. I guess she is right, he likes everything I give him so he will like my gift.
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