Chapter 76 Àlvaro's Pov.
Even though I just had an intense orgasm a few minutes ago, I still had an overwhelming feeling of need for the gorgeous damsel on her knees before me.
Camilla gazed up at me, her arms wrapped around my cock and her lips slightly parted. Her cheeks were flushed and I couldn't tell if it was as an outcome of the steamy shower or our intimate position.
Either way, it was always a pleasant fucking view seeing her in this position.
Her eyelashes are wet and her hair soaked. I stroked a few loose strands of hair away from her face, unable to resist the urge to caress her cheek.
I was already painfully hard again and my knees almost gave in when she started stroking my cock. I let out a low moan, clasping my hand around the back of her neck. I wanted her eyes on me.
She leaned forward, sliding her warm tongue over my tip.
“Open that pretty mouth, baby.” I whispered, not having the patience for her teasing as I grabbed her chin, tilting her head backwards slightly. Her mouth opened immediately, all too eager.
She took me in her mouth, moaning and the slight tremor of her vocal chords had me struggling to maintain my balance.
She sucked, hallowing her cheeks and I groaned at the same time she did. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion wondering how possible it was for her mouth to feel so fucking amazing.
I held her hair, holding her still as I moved my hips. I went slowly, feeling the underside of my dick graze against her wet tongue.
She pushed me farther into her mouth until my dick hit the back of her throat. Saliva trailed down her chin as she gagged around me. My eyes rolled back and my jaw clenched as I breathed roughly through my nose.
She pulled out, breaking eye contact only to run her tongue down my length. When my legs twitched, I caught the smirk on her lips.
Fucking bitch knew what she was doing.
She twirled her tongue around one last time before covering my dick fully with her mouth and I leaned my head to the side, clearing the wet hair away from her face and that's when I saw her hands moving between her legs.
Fuck!
Camilla moaned around me, wiggling my dick further down her throat until her nose met my pelvis. She gagged, her muscles contracting and squeezing around me. I wrapped my fingers around her neck, knowing and feeling how fucking deep I was.
My hand in her hair forced her to look up at me and my dick slipped out of her when I bent down to kiss her hard.
I straightened up and I didn't even need to guide her before she enveloped me in her mouth again.
I started thrusting into her, fucking her pretty mouth and with one last thrust, I held her there for a few seconds until I knew she needed air. As much as I was enjoying her mouth on my cock, I wanted to feel her pussy again. I grabbed her forearm and helped her to her feet.
There was a slight confusion on her face but she caught the hint when I placed a rough kiss on her lips. I had to time to waste savoring the kiss as I turned her around and pushed her front against the tiled wall of the bathroom.
She gave no resistance as she rested her palms on the tiled wall while I held her hips. My cock was snugged up between her ass cheeks and I spread her legs further for me. When the tip of my cock slightly touched her hole, I could feel how wet she was already and I knew the shower had nothing to do with it.
“Come on.” She practically whined, arching her back into me.
“Let me see that face.” I said, wrapping her hair around my fist. Her desperation matched mine and I wasted no time in sliding into her. Her lips fell open and the air left her lungs in shallow breaths. She groaned, pushing herself down on me until I was completely inside her again for the second time that night.
I gave her a kiss on her shoulder, using her skin to muffle my groans. I moved my hips, thrusting into her hard and pussy throbbed around me. So wet.
My lips never left her shoulders and I never stopped moving. Increasing my pace, I continued fucking her in the middle of the shower. I grabbed her ass, giving it a small spank before soothing it with my palm.
“Àlvaro.” She gasped, uttering a word I couldn't hear.
“Repeat that, chica.” I said, thrusting into her and her body jerked from the force of it. She squeezed around me, nearly dragging the life out of me but I didn't want it to stop.
I paused, challenging her to repeat what she said and when she looked at me, the word fell off her lips in the softest tune. “Harder.”
Fuck!
A feeling similar to ecstacy raced through my veins and I had no other choice than to fulfill her wish. I cranked it up a notch, supporting myself by holding onto the wall. It was easy to ignore the way my legs screamed when I had a beautiful woman's pussy covering my dick.
“Yes, yes..” She moaned.
I continued pounding into her hard just like she wanted and her flat palms turned into fists as she became a moaning mess.
Soon enough, her pussy clenched around me and her orgasm unleashed from her as I rested my hand on her waist. Her eyes were clouded with lust, mirroring mine and my soul felt close to leaving my body.
I was on the brink of my own orgasm and when I shifted my legs for a deeper angle, it came instantly. I let out a grunt of pleasure, completely overwhelmed as my muscles went rigid with tension. I wrapped my hand around her neck, tilting her head back so I could kiss her as my cum continued to fill her pussy again.
Her lips met mine, soft and full and everything I wanted. Her tongue slipped into my mouth and I sucked on it.
I took a step back, stumbling to rest my weight on the wall. Camilla turned around, breathing heavily. She reached out to me, circling her arms around my neck and then she kissed me.
Her breasts were against my chest and the feel of it had my dick twitching again. My whole body was beginning to ache but I wouldn't mind going for another round!
This lady right here is completely fucking me up.
Camilla’s Pov.
Reality didn't exist while Àlvaro made me cum over and over again with his dick, his tongue, his fingers. It was like my drug to escape from reality.
But you can only run from reality for so long because sooner or later, it catches up with you and the harsh truth hits you like a hurricane all over again.
“Camilla, you haven't touched your food.” Santiago said, pointing at the full plate in front of me. “You need to eat. You've lost a lot of weight.”
“I'm not hungry.” I mumbled, putting my fork down on the table and looking up at him.
How could he even eat like nothing happened? I thought he felt something for Chloe?
“Where's Àlvaro?” I asked.
“He'll be here soon.” Santiago nodded, pouring himself a glass of water. “If you need anything, I'm here.”
Yes! I need you to bring Chloe back to life but since you obviously can't do that, there's nothing you can do for me.
“I'm not hungry. I'll be in my room.” I snapped, getting up from the table and throwing the napkin at it and with quick steps, I left the dining room.
Soon, I heard footsteps behind me and I turned to see Harriet following me.
Urggh…