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think,’ she murmured against my lips. I smirked, she
still hadn’t seen I’d foiled her second blackmail attempt. Not that I was sure
what she expected to achieve, I had money, but she certainly didn’t need it. I
shut my mind off to that, the issue at hand was how to ruin her third attempt.
I kissed her again, leapt off the bed and held my hand out to her, pulling her
up and against my chest, then I pulled out something no woman seemed to be able
to resist. The two handed face clasp with possessive kisses. My lips lifted up
in the corners as she took the bait and flung her arms around my neck and
jumped up, wrapping her legs around my waist. Perfect, that would shield me
from view. I quickly strode into the master bathroom and swung left, ensuring
her back was to the orchid camera and shoved her onto the console table on
which it was positioned. I kneed apart her thighs and dove back into her while
holding her face steady to protect my own and set off at a pace that would make
any marathon runner drool. My suspicions were right, the table started to shake,
I pushed into her so hard it slid her backwards and rammed her against the vase
which toppled with a thud. ‘What was that?’ she gasped between pants.
    ‘Me, fucking you. Damn it Camilla, you’re ruining
me, I need to come again, desperately. Grip the edge of the table and help me,
flex those hips and ride my cock the way I know you can, the way you were born
to.’
    ‘ Sir, ’ she mewled and did as she was told.
I let go of her face and slipped my hands down her sides to grip her hips and
stretched out my fingers to test where the damn thing was. I was fucking her as
if her life depended on it, she was screaming and yowling and still the damn
thing hadn’t rolled off. I gave it an encouraging shove with my hand and heard
a crash as I buried my face in her neck and kissed it. ‘O my God! What was
that?’ she gasped.
    ‘Some vase. Shit, I don’t want to risk your feet
on the floor with pieces of glass or whatever it was, we’ll move this into one
of the other rooms.’ I circled my hips again, making her squeal, distracting her
as I grabbed her backside and slid her off the table and swung around and
marched out of the offending room. Three down, one to go, how the hell was I
going to avoid the one on the balcony? I should have gone to check it out while
she was sleeping. I felt her kissing my neck as I walked, wishing I got some
kind of response to it. Not since Lucy had I had a proper response to women
touching me. I had no problem performing, I was a guy after all, a naked
willing woman was all that was needed to get me hard, or off, but it was like I
shut off a part of myself, the part that really let me relax and enjoy it. Sex
with clients was just a function, I had to save something for my personal life
and all I had left was my feelings and genuine reactions. I strode into the
bathroom I’d ventured into earlier and made my way to the wet room and turned
on the two overhead rain showers. They were a perfect temperature. I lifted
Camilla off me, with a moan of protest from her, and set her down on the
travertine floor. ‘Turn around, face the tiles.’
    ‘But I want to see you.’
    ‘Do as you’re told and I’ll make it worth your
while,’ I nodded. She spun around and faced them for me and I flexed my muscles
in the heat before pressing her up against the tiled wall and kicking her ankles
apart. ‘Hands up above your head on the tiles and keep them there.’
    ‘You’re hot all in control,’ she groaned. I placed
the tip of my finger tip in the hollow at the base of her neck and slowly drew
it down her spine and watched her shiver, then turned my hand and slid further
down to press my middle finger on her perineum. I gently stroked it and smiled
as she let out a throaty gasp, then slipped forward through her wetness,
circling her entrance as she writhed her hips. I leaned in and lay a trail of kisses
up the side of her neck before nibbling