Chapter 50

Rosalie's POV

As soon as Cameron spoke, my eyes widened in shock. He wanted to sleep with me, despite being the one who had hesitated to touch me because of my wound. Could my thoughts be right? He looked aroused since the moment he entered the room.

"How... how will... sex ease your pain?" I stuttered, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me. I didn't understand why I felt shy; I thought my shyness had faded away by now.

Cameron chuckled softly. "If you want to know how it'll ease my pain, then let me make love to you. Or do you want me to stay in pain? Isn't that going to make you feel bad?" He said this with a mischievous smile, clearly trying to change my mind.

"It's not that I don't want you..." I struggled to finish that sentence before I found myself speaking again.

"But what about my wound that you always care about?" I asked, unsure why I was even questioning it. This was what I had always wanted, and now I could feel my body heating up from his naughty words.

"I won't touch your wound because I'm going to take you from behind," Cameron replied, completely unaware of the effect his words were having on me.

I gasped at his words, and before I knew it, Cameron began to move his hand slowly from my shoulder down to my lower body, like a snail.

"But why do you look so aroused?" I couldn't help but ask, feeling confused. I never expected him to want to touch me today, especially after he had hesitated because of my wound. Everything was overwhelming me.

"You won't want to hear it, and I'm sorry my kitten, but I can't keep my promise not to touch you. I don't want to betray you, but I can't help wanting you tonight," Cameron said, his expression a mix of apology and lingering desire.

I was about to open my mouth to respond when Cameron's hand finally settled on my backside. He gave me a gentle squeeze and a soft moan escaped my lips before I could stop it.

Even though he didn't seem to notice the desire written on my face, I truly wanted this. I had been waiting for days, and now it was finally going to happen. I didn't want him to leave me hanging when I was already on the edge. I wanted to crave him completely; I wanted to go wide for him, but still...

It still bothers me when he says he doesn't want to betray me because that means to me that he must have wanted to be with another lady. I don't know why he said that. Does that mean he wasn't willing to do this? Is it because something happened to him that's why he wanted to do it? I just couldn't understand anything right now.

But if that's the case, then I don't want us to have sex just yet. I want it to be something we both desire and enjoy together. I couldn't help but wonder what was making him feel so aroused.

Just as Cameron was about to squeeze my ass again, I finally found my voice and managed to steady my body as I spoke up.

"I can't let you have sex with me," I mumbled, noticing the confused look on Cameron's face.

"Why don't you want this? Are you going to let me keep feeling this pain? Don't you care about me anymore?"

I shook my head immediately after Cameron spoke. He didn't understand that I didn't want to be the only one enjoying this; I wanted it to be both of us.

"I think something's going on with you; that's why you look so aroused and want to sleep with me. But I don't want to push it since you seem uninterested," I mumbled, my face flushed with embarrassment. Only Cameron could make me feel this way, and I found myself staring at the floor, avoiding his gaze.

I heard Cameron chuckle softly before he gently tilted my chin up to meet his eyes.

"Is that really what you think? Then you're completely mistaken, my kitten," Cameron said, caressing my lips. His voice revealed just how aroused he was.

When he said I was wrong, I couldn't contain the excitement in my heart; it was exactly what I wanted to hear. I was already heated and yearning for him to be inside me-I couldn't deny it.

"I've been trying to control myself these past few days because of your injury, but I really wanted you so badly," Cameron admitted, his voice low. "I've been managing to hold back..."

"But now, I can't control myself any longer. The pain from the bullet is making me feel more aroused, and I don't want to be with anyone else because of your wound. That's why I'm apologizing-I can't keep my promise," he replied gently, his eyes burning with desire. A smile escaped my lips in response.

So he wanted this too, and right now, I feel like the happiest person on earth. What I've been waiting for is finally about to happen, and my heart is racing in my chest-it's definitely excitement, and I can't imagine it's anything else.

"Have you changed your mind now and..." Before Cameron could finish his sentence, I cut him off, nodding twice in response.

I saw Cameron smirk and before I knew it, his hand was already on my bum shorts and without a warning, he pulled them down together with my panties and he hasn't looked down at my already wet p*ssy, when he ripped off my blouse apart and my bra as well and threw it across the room.

He didn't give me a chance to complain about my ripped clothes, which had been torn to pieces due to his impatience. Before I could say anything, Cameron suddenly picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to the table in the room.

He set me down on the table, which had a mirror, and stepped back to admire my beautiful, naked body. I couldn't help but feel shy when a soft "wow" escaped Cameron's lips.

I could feel myself dripping wet with anticipation, unable to wait for Cameron. The intense look on his face grew even more heated as he began to take off his pants and then his boxers. When he revealed himself, I instinctively covered my eyes with my hand.

I can't seem to get used to seeing him naked, and I find myself wondering how he would fit inside me. The thought makes me feel even more shy.

I waited for Cameron's next move until I heard him turn off the light. I quickly removed my hand from my eyes, wondering why he had done that.

"I want this to feel romantic for both of us," he said softly. "In this dark room, I want to hear our skin against each other and your sweet, silent moans. Don't worry-I'm going to make this memorable for you since it's your first time." I could hear him walking closer to me.

I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as my wetness dripped freely onto the table. When Cameron reached me, it felt like electricity coursed through my body as he lifted me down from the table, turning me so that my backside faced him. A mix of soft, painful, and sweet moans escaped my lips as he spanked my ass.

My arms rested on the table, and I gulped, realizing that today I was about to become one with Cameron. Suddenly, I heard his aroused voice.

"Are you ready? I promise to be gentle since it's your first time, but there might still be a little pain. If you want me to stop, just say the word, and I will. I don't want to hurt my kitten," Cameron said in a husky voice. I smiled at his caring nature. No matter what, I wouldn't ask him to stop; I had been waiting for this day, and even if it was painful, I was willing to bear it.

"Yes, don't worry about me," I mumbled shyly. In the next moment, Cameron thrust his entire length inside me without warning. He was so big and hard that I couldn't help but think it might hurt because of his size.

"You're so tight!" he groaned, his voice filled with pleasure as my tightness wrapped around d! ck. He began to move slowly, just as he had promised he would, but I could still feel how hard he felt inside me.

"Ouch!" I moaned a mix of sweet pleasure and pain driving me wild as I felt Cameron increase his speed.

"Oh my! Cameron, ahhh! Please slow down..." I gasped, the pain becoming more intense as he delivered another hard stroke, causing my cries to echo through the house.

I felt overwhelmed as if Cameron had lost control. He continued to thrust into me with relentless force, and tears began to escape my eyes as I cried out.