Chapter 293: You Are Beautiful
Chapter 293: You Are Beautiful
Camilla
As I turned my head, I saw a pair of eyes staring at me, still laying down but more than focused on my now slightly swollen lips. My pussy was practically screaming for a break, well aware that the way they were looking at me right now promised the exact opposite.
Still on top of Adriano's chest, my cheeks flushed to a warm shade of red are the feeling of his dick stiffening beneath me. Somehow, it seemed my body was still capable of shyness even after the amount of ways they had fucked me last night.
"It is indeed a merry Christmas if it means getting to wake up next to you like this every morning." Domenico smirks in a way that had me squirming, skill naked and way too susceptible to his sleep laced voice.
"What? You mean Adriano kissing me as though morning breath isn't a very real struggle?" I teased, earning me a poke at my side.
"Hey!" A laugh burst past my lips as he then cupped my face, planting kisses from my forehead to the tip of my nose.
His little display of affection concludes with a final peck to my lips, an unmovable smile across my mouth.
"Like that would stop me." Adriano winked before grinning at the sound that unceremoniously filled the air as though on cue.
"Did all that fucking make you hungry, princess?" Adriano asked.
While I spent a few minutes silently cursing my growling stomach, Adriano merely sat up in his arms before rolling me between Gregorio and Domenico. Gregorio was still sleeping like the dead.
"I will make us something to eat, any requests?"
I barely even registered the question with my mind being pulled to so many other things, including the way Gregorio was drawn to me in his sleep and the way the sheets slid down Adriano's toned chest as he moved, still naked after the events of last night. At my lack of response, he soon started to register where my thoughts had gone.
"We can all take turns feeding you other things later, Camilla." That was all he said and a wink.
While my body had grown warm at the innuendo, I nodded nonetheless.
"Yes, daddy."
All I got was a grumble about him having to leave now before he caved and spent the rest of the day inside me, Domenico and Gregorio pulling me closer as a giggles left my lips.
*******
Gregorio POV.
I muffled my groans against Camilla's neck as I spilled my cum inside her, my dick twitching as her pussy tried to milk every last drop from my body. She was insatiable when she was like this, tousled hair and her soft naked body splayed out for our approval. She was everything to us.
Kissing a trail up her jawline before capturing her lips with mine, she was as soft as putty in my hands as we laid in her together.
"I love you," I whispered, the words still so foreign on my tongue.
It was crazy, the way my heart raced in my chest as I waited to hear those three words in return. Even crazier how desperately I wanted to know she felt the same way. We have only just brushed the true impact of her traumas over the course of this last year but I understand how hard it is for her to open up after her only means of survival had been shutting down. We will get there, we will but right now, I just wanted to live in this moment as though it could last forever.
"I love you too, Greg." She said, those sweet words going straight to jt chest.
"More than anything this world could offer." She added.
Even as a man who was already condemned to hell, this was the closest to heaven I have ever felt.
*****
"Max, you know it is Christmas morning, right?" I smiled with my phone tucked between my shoulder and my ear, watching Camilla as she bent to pat herself dry from our shower.
"Sir?" Max, the head of my security team, repeats over the line, grabbing my attention since I was very clearly distracted from the perfection in front of me.
With only a white towel wrapped lowly around my waist, it would be so easy to bend her over and fuck her until the mirror was fogged with her breath instead of the condensation.
"Humm?" I hummed absently, making an honest effort to remain focused as hard as it is.
"Nancy and a man who goes by the name Jacob Pope are at the door requesting entrance." He said, however, as I listened harder. I think I hear a shrill scream in the background. I really need to give this poor man a raise.
"Thank you, Max. I will be down shortly." I responded before hanging up the phone, my dick still not getting the message that the day must go on.
"You like it?" Camilla shoots me a smile as she does a little spin showing off the dress she and Nancy bought on their little sneak out a couple of weeks ago.
It was bright red and landed just above her knees, a pretty sweetheart neckline showcasing the necklace she threw on with it. As my eyes traveled down, I got a good look at the stockings she had slid on too, her twirl lifting the skirt just enough to reveal the lacy garter belt she put on underneath. I find myself lightly biting one of my knuckles as I step into her, dropping my hand from my mouth to cradle her face instead.
"I love it, sweetheart."
Planting a gentle kiss to her lips, I feel so incredibly lucky to know she is mine.
"You are so beautiful." I added.
The little blush that peppered her cheeks in response was something I savored all throughout the morning especially when Adriano and Domenico fawned over too when we finally made our way down to the kitchen. In reality, it really didn't take more than thirty seconds to go down from my room to the main floor, however when I walked to the front entrance to see what our unannounced guests were up to, it seemed as though it must have been an eternity for them. Swinging the door wide, I just stand there as bickering immediately fills the air.
"What kind of a douchebag park job was that?" Nancy screeched as she jabbed her fingers in the direction of our driveway, not even bothering to acknowledge the fact they were letting all the cold air inside.
"You are the one who flipped me off after you cut me off on the highway." Jacob rebutted, standing there with a box on his hip as though Nancy wasn't second away from walking the whole damn neighborhood.
I love her but fúck could she be loud when she was angry.
"Good morning to you too," I interjected before they could continue on this spiel of whatever the hell this was.
The tension in my forehead only dissolved when I felt a small hand glide up the span of my back, Camilla having come to stand by my side.
"It is about time you opened this door. I was starting to feel a little claustrophobic with all of this ego taking up the…"
Nancy trailed off as she eventually noticed Camilla's hand placement around me and how one of my arms was already wrapped casually around her waist. Her eyes then went up to notice that both of our hairs were wet from a fresh shower, though mine had started to dry a lot quicker than my counterpart's
"Greg! For the love of god, close the door before our breakfast turns to the block of ice!" Domenico shouted from the kitchen, clearly unaware of the little dispute going on at the front.
I looked down as Camilla and Nancy appeared to be having a silent conversation with their eyes before her and Jacob finally stepped inside.
"Bitch, why do you look like you just got dicked down in a…"
"Let's not…"
"Did you?" Nancy asked.
"Nancy!" She yelled.
The curly-haired brunette is grabbing Camilla's arm so fast I swear I don't even blink before the two of them are running up the stairs in a fit of whisper shouting, a happy feeling blooming at the sight until I remember there was a second person at the door. Turning my attention back to the six foot something of annoyance, I meet his glow with my own.
"Pope?" I raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to explain why he was currently interrupting the time I could be spending making Camilla smile.
"Jaxson." He mimicked me, a scowl forming on his face as soon as my girl left the room.
It felt weird the way my surname rolled out of his mouth for the first time. I don't like it one beat but I guess, this is just going to be great.
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