Chapter 93 Camilla’s Pov.
He kissed me again, intoxicating me with his lips, taking my breath away. Then he pulled back enough to watch my face as he fucks me with his fingers. “Show me how much you fucking hate me.” He sounded pleased, his thumb putting pressure on my clit just the way he knows I want it. I was so damn close. “Come on, baby. Scream for me. Show me that you fucking despise me.”
He picked up his pace, hitting the exact spot with each thrust of his fingers, wrecking me, claiming me again and my orgasm hit me like a fucking fire bolt, sudden and explosive, making me see stars while my body collapsed under him. My legs were shaking as I rode out my orgasm with his help and he loved every second of it. He had to muffle my screams with his hands and I'm glad he did because I didn't want my bodyguards to hear how this man who was supposed to be the enemy was giving me the best fucking orgadm in months.
“Fuck you.” I growled out of breath and he laughed. The sound was enough to get me to a second orgasm I swear.
“I think I just did, baby.” He pulled his fingers out of me, pushing them into my mouth, watching my lips wrap around his fingers. I could taste myself on them. It's so damn erotic with him watching me and I realised that I wanted him to watch me. “Unless you want something even more.” He murmured.
His fingers were still in my mouth when he dropped to his knees, hooking my legs over his shoulders, leaving small kisses on the insides of my thighs. My breathing was rapid as I felt his hot burning breath on my skin, leaving invisible marks on it with each kiss.
“For someone who claims to now hate me, you sure as hell still scream a whole lot for me.” He mumbled, looking up at me and I swear I was ready to come just by the sight in front of me. “Reminds me a lot of the first time.”
Before I was able to fire back at his words, he took my bare pussy in his mouth, giving a long lick to my slit that made me whimper in his arms and even though his face was buried between my thighs, I could still feel his devilish grin.
“Oh shit.” I almost choked out as he sucked on my clit, rubbing his tongue over the sensitive skin again and again. He was taking me almost to the end and then he'd reject my orgasm. He wanted to show power over me and he did it over and over again. At this point, I was a fucking mess on the table for him.
I tried to pull away. It was too damn much for me, painful even but Àlvaro's hands locked around my thighs, forcing me to stay still taking his punishment.
He was eating me out so skillfully like he'd been starved for days, bringing me to the edge and pulling away just when I needed his mouth the most.
His fingers left my mouth, sliding three of them so easily inside my pussy as if they belonged there. I bit my lip so hard, stopping yet another moan. My fingers pulled away at his already messy hair, doing my best to keep quiet but it was so damn hard. I needed a release. I needed to scream his name. The combination of his fingers moving inside me and his tongue on my clit sent me to another planet. It was so damn good.
“You're still so fucking sweet.” He murmured, blowing lightly against my clit before running his tongue over it again. “I could eat you all day.”
“Àlvaro.” I cried, feeling how close I was to the end with every thrust of his fingers and tongue.
“Yess, I can feel how fucking close you are.” He squeezed my thigh with his free hand, holding me close to his face. “I can bet you desperately want to come on my tongue, don't you?”
I sucked air in through my teeth, pressing myself harder into his mouth, watching him lick me as he stared straight into my eyes.
“But you don't fucking deserve it.” He mumbled as the pace of his fingers picked up. I lost consciousness for a second, shaking on the table and holding onto him for dear life.
“Àlvaro.” I cried, needing it more than I was willing to confess.
“Beg me, Camilla.” He was dead serious staring at my face as he gave me another long lick up my slit. “Beg me like the fucking slut you are and maybe your father would never find out how much you love to fuck the enemy.”
The last thing I wanted to do was beg especially after the last sentence he just dropped, not after planing how to destroy him and his empire for months with my father.
But he knew how to control my body with one touch, one kiss, one motion and he does it so well. He tortured me with his tongue when I stayed silent disobeying his orders. I could feel how close I am, the familiar feeling building up in my stomach and just when I was on the edge, he took it away from me, leaving me shattered on the table.
“Àlvaro please.” I finally cried, biting my lips from desperate need. “I can't take this anymore.”
“So easy.” He chuckled, inserting a fourth finger inside me and stretching me even wider. I moaned out loud, no longer caring if anyone could hear me. “Does your father know how easy you are for me?”
I shook my head.
“I guess I fucked that little attitude out of you.” He muttered and I could already feel like I was on the edge once again. “So damn needy for my tongue.”
Everything was more than I could bear. The second orgasm hit me even harder than the first. My hips moved against his tongue and his fingers were still pounding me furiously. I cried so hard when the pleasure consumed me. It was so so good.
When the euphoria left my body, I could've sworn I saw freaking stars. I relaxed my head on the table, breathing heavily. My face us a little shiny from sweat and I was sure that it was also burning red.
Àlvaro removed my legs from his shoulders, hovering over me as he placed a long sweet kiss on my lips. I tasted myself on his lips as I kissed him back. My whole body felt like jelly and I could barely feel my legs and my pussy.
Then he backed away, leaving only the coldness of his absence. I stood up from the table, my legs still shaking and a sudden shame washed over me as he straightened his jacket as if nothing happened, as if my juices weren't still on his mouth and he didn't just give me the best orgasm in months.
“If you want to have a real talk with me,” He started, pulling out a card and handing it to me. “You can find me here.”
I opened my mouth trying to say something but no words came out. I was ashamed enough now that I can think straight.
He turned around to leave the room but stopped, giving me a view of his side profile with a half grin on his face.
“And please, don't look so embarrassed, chica.” I could feel the amusement in his dark voice. “It's nothing we haven't done before.”
Motherfucker.
His laughter echoed in the room as he gave me a last glance before leaving me alone in the big space.
And by the look on my guards face when I left the room ten minutes after Àlvaro did, I could ashamedly say that they knew what I just did.