Chapter 294: I Am Not Going To Take Tomorrow For Granted
Chapter 294: I Am Not Going To Take Tomorrow For Granted
Camilla
"So how was it?" Nancy pestered before I could even get my door closed, a small grin forming on my face at the fact my bed was now covered in new sheets due to the condition of the previous ones.
"Humm?" I hummed as I tried to fight my blush down, only spurring her on more.
"Oh my goodness!" She laughed to herself as she all but threw herself onto my bed.
"You are thinking about it now, aren't you? I mean, I have seen how big their dicks are but…."
I have to slap a face over her mouth with how loud she was being but even that is a fruitless attempt as we both erupt into a fit of giggles. It felt so good to laugh again and not a small giggles but a genuine laugh that can only occur when you are so happy you can't do anything else.
I hadn't expected to be spending my morning with my best friend after the chaos of all that had been going on in life but I think that even cruelty of the world decided to take a day off for vacation and thank fuck for that.
"Okay, okay." She goes on as she tries to slowly calm herself down.
"All jokes aside, how…"
"Did it happen?" I finished her sentence for her, joining her on the bed until we were both laying down on our backs.
"I guess it just kind of did."
I told her everything that happened, the afternoon we spent baking and how flour started flying shortly after. I also tell her more about this last year in general and my treatment as well. At some parts she laughed and begged me to say more and at others she simply held my hand in silence as I spoke. Some parts were harder than others, however the one commonality between it all was Nancy's undivided support. It was movements like these where I missed living with her.
"So yeah, I suppose I am not as good at hiding my feelings as I thought." I smiled.
My favorite part of this all was the fact that she managed to read the situation within seconds of that door opening.
"The claw marks down Gregorio's back certainly didn't help." She teased and just like that we were cackling again like a bunch of teenage girls gossiping about boys.
I nearly pissed myself when Adriano knocked on the door and almost certainly overheard me telling her about the yeast infection that would be in my future due to the floor sex. He tried and failed to suppress his smirk. Shit, he overhead us.
"Just wanted to let you know breakfast is ready. Nancy, you are more than welcome to join as well..you know should you choose to release your hostage." He said.
I tilted my head to look over at her, knowing there was still some tension remaining between her and Adriano in specific. Despite our gossiping, I know Nancy was upset over the way they acted when I was gone. My absence affected a lot of people in a lot of different ways but this was Adriano extending a branch in her direction and I really wanted her to take it. I heard her sighed as she fidgeted with her hands.
"Under other circumstances, I would but my attendance at the company for the Christmas event isn't optional and I am already past the point of fashionably late."
A small frown formed on my face as I remember just how tastelessly extravagant her family gathering can be, most of them closer to business meetings than genuine celebration.
"Nancy," I said, trying to offer some semblance of support.
"Oh, hush. I will be fine." She said, waving her hand in my direction.
"But you won't be if you don't go eat, cum isn't a good substitute for nutrition you know…"
"Nancy!" I shouted, cutting her off as Adriano simply turned to leave. His chuckles at my embarrassment making my stomach do little happy flips.
Once I have managed to gain my composure again, I proceed to smack her in the side with my pillow. It turns out it was in fact going to be a very merry Christmas after all.
*****
With Nancy soon gone and Jacob having left before we even got downstairs, it was just the four of us again. The morning has swept into night faster than I had expected and it wasn't long before the house had gone dark with only the fireplace and the lights on the Christmas tree to keep things aglow. My feet clad in the new slippers Gregorio gifted me and a mug of hot chocolate in my hand, life was pretty freaking perfect.
"Camilla?" A quiet voice whispered in my ear, earning himself a groan in return.
"You are falling asleep, darling." Domenico said.
"I am not," I deny but even I feel it as my eyes grow heavy from the lull of the night.
I know it was Domenico touching me as he brushes a strand of hair out of my face to see me better, Adriano having removed my cup of hot chocolate from my loosening grip. As I forced myself to focus a little, I was met with a warm smile from Gregorio to my left, his bare chest looking like a perfect surface to cuddle up against. I wished to cuddle, definitely not sleep.
"We have all day tomorrow to enjoy this, sweetheart."
The word registered for me but I still shook my head in response.
"I am never going to take tomorrow for granted again."
Rubbing my eyes with my hands, I let out a little sigh at the silence that ensues.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to be depress…"
"If you are truly not tired, then I guess there is no reason we can't use you then, huh?" Adriano said, my eyes reopening as I feel a light tug at a button on my shirt.
Looking down, I press my legs together ever so slightly as the top button pops free on my pajamas, Adriano's action slow and unhurried as though he wanted to draw this out. It was even more intense as his eyes never strayed from mine, observing each little breath that left my body.
"I guess not," I agreed, arching my back a little just to tease him.
"It is a good thing too, I was worried you were growing soft on me for a moment."
Adriano's fingers halted on one of the lower buttons, his dark chuckle promising he would prove me wrong.
"Mm, so soft." He murmured as he continued the motion, the last button popping free and exposing my bare chest to all of them. My nipples tightened into small buds as the cool air met them, goosebumps peppering my sensitive flesh, for a few torturous moments, they simply took me in, watching as my body responded to their stares.
Then, I was being moved as though I were a doll, a small puff of air leaving my lungs as my back hit the couch and my head landed in Gregorio's lap. I could feel the hard press of his erection against the nape of my neck as my cheeks cradled against his lower abs.
"Much better," he mumbled.
My lips parted on a gasp as my pants were tugged roughly down my legs, not in a punishing way but in a way that symbolized their desperation to have me. I trembled a little as Domenico lifted me so that my calves were positioned over the expanse of his thighs and Adriano tied our group together as he leaned over the back of the couch with my hot chocolate in hand, looking down at me with a glint in his dark eyes.
But then, as Domenico's strong hands began to massage the tension out of my legs in calculated strokes, they didn't feel hard either. What they felt like was mine even if that sentiment could sometimes be dangerous. My eyes fluttered as one of Gregorio's hands inched under my body, applying light pressure as he then drew his fingers back up my spine. The sections riddled with knots were paid extra attention to, slowly easing away the pain and replacing it with a deep seated feeling of relaxation.
Neither of them stopped until I had completely sagged into their touch, my eyes closed with my nightshift now discarded on the floor.
"That was nice," I hummed to no one in particular and my head felt even heavier than before against Gregorio's lap.
I hadn't even realized my legs had parted for them until Domenico's hand slid up my thigh, teasing the skin there in gentle circles. I laid there in wait as every inch of my skin grew sensitized after the massage, my mind aware of every little touch and brush of wind against my body. Distantly, I heard a little clink of something against glass while my legs opened further and it wasn't until two fingers pumped inside of me that I realized what was happening.