Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
“Excuse me?” I pretended to be oblivious to his question.
“What do you girls have planned for your bachelorette party?” he restated.
“It’s a secret,” I intentionally teased him when in reality, my heart was pounding wild against my chest.
“Tell me,” He added, “Please”
I was surprised by his politeness, “Well, since you’re so curious,” I cleared my throat, hid the nervousness, and began,
“We are thinking dinner at a top-notch restaurant, a day at the spa or night at the opera, shop till we’re ready to drop, see the sights of the kingdom of Lincolnshire, lose a few bucks gambling and then head back for a chick flick with all the girls or a simple party,” I said, intentionally skipping the stripper’s part.
“Alright – wait, what? Lincolnshire? “he didn’t look happy
“Yeah, Lincolnshire,” I breathed
“Why Lincolnshire? Why not here where I can easily have my sight on you?”
“Exactly the point of Lincolnshire,” I pointed out.
The scowl on his face deepened
“Niles?” I pleaded. Even the kids were watching us now.
“Anything could happen to -“
“Nothing would happen to me,” I intercepted.
“You fell off a bridge, lost your memory, and broke your neck, you attract accidents wherever you go,” He claimed and I can’t believe he used that against me.
“Niles, nothing would happen to me, you’re just been overprotective and I’m not going alone, the girls are with me,”
“Fine,” He gave in, reluctantly.
“Yeah -” I was just about to rejoice when he added, “But on one condition,”
I should have known.
“What is it?” I said through gritted teeth. This shameless son of a gun knows how to take liberties with me.
“We’d share a bed today, your room or mine – I don’t give a damn,” was his demand.
“No way,”
“I won’t try anything funny with you,” He swore with his hand raised.
I gave him a skeptical look and like a fool, believed him. Again.
The third point of view
The lustful moan from Camille fueled the fire burning through Eden’s vein. It was no more than two weeks since they started seeing and they were inseparable. There was no doubt that Eden liked her, not just because of the great sex but she was beautiful, smart, bold, funny – her shapely curves were just a bonus.
Anabelle, his daughter had no problem with her, In fact, he could sense the girl liked her. Eden was alive for the first time in a long time, he didn’t feel that loneliness any longer. He could safely say that Camille was his sunshine; she came out of nowhere and lit up his world.
“Yes ah..,” her back arched off the bed. Camille began to titillate her hips, rubbing her wet fold against his arousal, she wanted him, needed him.
Eden lowered his head and kissed her, slow and hard; deepening the kiss as their tongue tangled together, tasting each other.
Her hand wrapped around his neck, molding him to her while his hand found her naked butt, lifting her as she spread her legs further open.
Eden grasped his stiff standing arousal and pressed it into her interior fold. She gasped as he filled her, her nails digging into his skin and leaving a mark there. Her walls tightened around him as he continued to enter her till he was buried to the hilt.
Eden lay still, letting her adjust to the intrusion before he began to move slowly in and out of her. Camille slowly kept up with his movements till she was ready to move it up a notch.
“Oh my God,” she gasped, “Yes, that’s it,” Her legs wrapped around his waist, urging him to move faster.
“As you want it,” Eden growled, beginning to pump in and out of her, bringing up her hips to meet each of his thrust.
Pleasure reeled through her as he began to ram into her savagely like an animal gone berserk. Camille ran her hand through his hair, whimpering and bucking her hips to him.
“F*ck you! ” Camille hissed out when the uncontrollable feeling surged from within her.
“That is exactly what I’m doing,” Eden gritted, thrusting in and out with an intensity that made her wail his name. He liked it; her sensual cry was like music to his ears. He wanted to conquer her, make her his.
Camille was enjoying this luxurious and salacious moment when he suddenly stopped. This made her brow raise, a trace of displeasure crossing her eyes;?she was already close to that ecstatic bliss.
“Why did you stop?” She asked, yet gyrated her hips to relieve herself of this ache.
“Marry Me,” He dropped the bomb like news out of nowhere.
“What?” Camille couldn’t believe her ears, what was he talking about?
“Marry me, Camille” Eden said, without making any attempt to move nor pull out of her.
Camille shut her eyes, her vagina walls pulsed around his arousal wanting to be relieved but he kept up with this unnecessary torture, “You’re not in your right senses,” she replied.
“I know what I’m saying,” Eden jerked forward in a bid to prove himself, the movement was a taste of bliss to her,
“Marry me, Camille, and make me the happiest man on earth,”
“You don’t know what you’re saying,” She was breathless, arching her back and writhing below him, “You’re just saying this because you’re blinded by the throe of passion. You know me for less than a month,” was her defense.