We lay on the closet floor trying to find air to fill our lungs and holding onto each other. “I…love you,” she sighed happily. “Nobody has ever fucked me the way you do, Emmanuel.” Her manicured fingers danced up and down my abs.
“That’s how it’s supposed to be.” I chuckled. I thought about her words and then leaned over to kiss the top of her head. “Honestly Cami, nobody has ever fucked me like you do. You’re amazing. Before you I used to get bored so quickly with pussy but you’re more than that. I’m never bored in the bedroom with you. Fucking you is always an experience.”
“Even when I’m being bad?” A beautiful smile lit up her face.
“Especially when you’re being bad.” I might have given Camilla a bunch of shit for not listening to me like she was supposed to but it honestly made shit fun. I’d hate if she were docile and well behaved. I loved my little spitfire.
**
I didn’t know if I should’ve expected to see Cole the next morning but he was there. He wasn’t himself though. His usually fiery eyes were dull and far away. I regarded him for a moment before inquiring. “I’m fine.” He grumbled before walking into another room. I wasn’t his favorite person in the world right then though so there was no reason for him to open up to me. I shrugged it off just as Cami walked in, looking like a damn snack. Her long hair was pulled neatly up into a high ponytail and she had on a pair of jeans that it should have been a sin for her to squeeze all that ass into. The cropped sweatshirt she wore showed her toned stomach and just a hint of her diamond navel ring. I wanted to eat her.
After I navigated the swarm of little people running around my feet I walked over to her and dotted her warm neck with kisses. “You smell good.” I spoke right against her skin.
“Thank you, baby,” she giggled, rubbing the back of my hand. “Is Cole here?” She frowned, looking around the kitchen.
“He’s in there.” I pulled on her earlobe with my teeth and slipped my hand under her shirt. My brows flew up on my forehead when the pads of my fingers grazed her velvety nipples. “Cami…” My voice rumbled in my chest. “Where’s your bra?”
“Washing machine.” She had a smirk in her voice. I pinched her nipples and they stood at attention right along with my dick. My eyes darted around the kitchen and I didn’t see any kids. I could hear them clearly in the living room with Cole though. So I snagged Camilla by her waist and tugged her into my office.
She didn’t ask any questions. She unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down over her thick thighs and round ass. I could watch her wiggle out of them forever. I placed hurried kisses up and down her neck while unbuckling my belt. “You know better than walking around like that.” I told her before pushing her over a chair near the door. “That’s how you get fucked before I go to work.” I dove into her hot, wetness with hunger. Like I hadn’t just screwed her senseless last night. It didn’t matter though. None of that shit mattered when it came to Camilla. Things like time and frequency were irrelevant. I loved her so much I wanted to breathe her. I could be around her for every second and not get tired.
“Emmanuel!” She whined as my dick thrust into her. She was so slick with desire that the sound of me crashing into her was sending me over the edge. “I love when you fuck me like that,” she moaned.
“Do you? Because I love fucking you like this.”
“Yes, I love it, Daddy.” I pulled that long, silky ponytail in the grip of my fist and it made her pussy squeeze around my cock like a custom fitted vice. I exploded into her, filling her tight little hole with my seed.
“More of that later tonight.” I sighed, slapping her ass. She giggled and bit her lip as she turned to look at me. A knock on the office door made us hurry to get decent. Cami smoothed her ponytail back into place and looked over at me just as I buckled my belt. “Your friend is angry. You might wanna go talk to him.” I straightened my tie and walked over to the door, pulling it open.
“Yall know I’m not a fucking babysitter right?” Cole snapped.
“You’re always saying that but yet you end up watching the kids anyway.” I smiled and walked past him.
“Fuck you, Manny. Yo, Camilla can I talk to you for a minute?” I heard them speaking in low tones and as much as I wanted to listen in, I had shit to do and kids to watch. While I was getting ready to interview potential assistants, Cami was getting ready to look over picks for nannies and housekeepers.
I bent to hug and kiss each child while wishing I could stay there with them. Chloe begged me not to go and she looked so much like her mother that telling her I had to leave physically hurt. I felt it in my chest.
Once I was in my truck, Cole came out ready to hop in his car. I rolled my window down to call him over. “Get in,” I told him. He did so begrudgingly.
“What?”
“I know you’re pissed at me for cutting your time with Camilla short but…”
“Then why are you doing it?” He refused to look at me, instead he looked at his phone with waves of anger radiating off him. It was a true sign that Cole was pissed. I felt my muscles stiffen a bit at his tone. I was trying everything in my power not to knock his young ass out. He was pushing his limits though. I didn’t care how much Camilla loved him. I’d put him in his goddamn place if I had to.
I pulled off and started toward my first stop of the day. “Because you need to understand boundaries.” I told him calmly.
“No offense, Manny but I don’t have a dad and everyone else in my family is dead so you can cut all the male role model shit. I’m good.” His jaw ticked angrily.
“I’m not trying to be a male role model. I’m telling you that you need to learn fucking boundaries. Camilla doesn’t belong to you.”
“I never said she did. Whatever you’re thinking is wrong.”
“If it’s wrong then why are you so pissed?” I chuckled. Cole didn’t respond. He continued to look at his phone in silence until we arrived. When the truck came to a stop he hopped out without another word to me. I guess he thought I cared about his cold shoulder. I wasn’t Cami.
**
“Your last applicant just showed up,” Cole grumbled at me over the phone. I was in my office waiting on the last person to show and she was finally there. Thank God. I wanted to go home to my wife. I knew the kids were probably already in bed but at least I could still catch Camilla if I moved this shit along.
Lana came in wearing a green dress that wrapped around her slender frame and dipped low at her cute, perky tits. I averted my eyes and looked at her face. Her skin was honey brown and smooth, and her hair was dark and curly. “Lana Woods?” I smiled politely and shook her hand.
“Yes, nice to meet you, Governor Scott.” Her brown eyes skimmed over my frame before she sat across from me.
“Nice to meet you as well. I’m sorry to have you come in here this time of evening. I just wanted to knock all these damn interviews out. I’m old school, I like to do them face-to-face not over Skype.” I pulled her resume and glanced over it while I spoke to her. Professionally, Lana was a shoe-in. I just needed to see how she meshed with Camilla. If I was going to have an assistant, she had to pass through my wife’s scrutiny.
“Governor Scott, would you mind if I made myself a cup of tea? I’ve been having a tickle in my throat.” Lana smiled sweetly before eying the single-cup coffee maker in my office. I nodded and she began puttering around like she was already at home. “Would you like a cup?” Lana asked sweetly.
“Sure, thanks. Two packs of honey please.” I said without looking up from her files. She sat a piping hot cup in front of me after a few minutes and I thanked her. “So if all checks out with your references and background checks, I have one more test for you to pass.”
“Oh? What’s that?” She sat down with her own cup and smiled at me again.
“You have to meet my wife,” I said inhaling slowly. Lana laughed. It was light and airy like she didn’t have a care in the world. She glanced at my desk and plucked a picture frame from it
.
“Is this your wife?” She asked with her mouth agape.
“Yeah, that’s her.” I smiled, taking a drink of hot tea.
“Oh my god she looks like a model. She’s beautiful.”
“Thank you,” I nodded. “She’s quite the firecracker.”
“Ah, jealous?” Lana smiled. I shrugged in response and relaxed a bit in my chair.
“Not really jealous as much as she is no nonsense.” I drank the rest of my tea and set the mug aside. “She can see through bullshit a mile away so…she’s my bodyguard.” I laughed a little and drummed my fingers on the desk.
“Oh…so she’s gonna be the one who vets me?”
“Somewhat. So like I said if everything checks out, I’ll be calling you about having a business lunch with my wife and I.”
“Sounds great. I can’t wait to meet her.” Lana stood and grabbed both of our mugs, placing them beside the sink in the kitchenette area. “Thank you so much Governor Scott. I really hope I get the opportunity to work with you and your team. Cole seemed really nice.”
“Cole? Nice?” I laughed, deep and loud. “Okay, Lana.” I led her out into the lobby with my hand on the small of her back and it felt like my skin buzzed with electricity. Maybe having her working under me wasn’t such a great idea. I found myself watching the sway of her slender hips as she walked to the elevator.
“What? He was so nice,” she frowned. “Should I know something about him too?”
“Nah, Cole is a good guy. Just…broods a lot.” I laughed again. I pressed the button for her and she thanked me. “I will hopefully be calling you soon, Miss Woods.”
“I sure hope so.” Her eyes lingered on mine for just a bit before she stepped onto the elevator. I let out a pent up sigh when the doors closed.
“What the fuck was that?” Cole frowned from behind me. “Were you flirting with her?”
“What? Cole mind your damn business,” I snapped. He glanced over me a few times, like he was studying me.
“Are you okay?” He asked.
“I’m fine. I’m going home,” I told him. I was in serious need of Camilla.
“You do remember that you fucking kidnapped me from your house so you’re my ride.”
“Oh…shit. Well get your things. Let’s go.” I was buzzing for some reason and I needed to feel Cami’s soft skin and smell her light scent. I sure as hell hoped the kids were in bed and knocked out because when I walked through that door I was going to impale her with my cock.
**
Chapter Five
Camilla
I had absolutely no clue what was going on with Emmanuel but when he got home from work last night he almost broke my damn back fucking me all over the room. I wasn’t complaining but, Jesus. I was beyond grateful that I’d just hired a housekeeper. I could barely move the next morning.
When Cole came over looking for Emmanuel, I told him he’d already left. He frowned and sat on the bed beside me. “He left?” He stroked his chin.
“Yup. Said he wanted to go check on one of the applicant’s references.” Cole shook his head and looked into my eyes. For a minute he looked sad.
“What’s wrong?” I pouted.
“Hopefully nothing,” he patted my knee. “So, can I talk to you?”
“Of course,” I smiled. Xavier had Chloe so it was just my boys and I. Logan and Lucas were playing at the foot of the bed, doodling while Mason played on the floor with his toys.
“Noelle is cheating on me,” he confessed heavily. All I could do was gasp. He had to be mistaken. Noelle loved Cole and wanted to marry him. Why the fuck would she ever cheat on him? “Her work phone was going off last night and I picked it up so I could turn the ringer off. I was trying to help her conniving ass get some sleep.” He shook his head and stared at the back of his hands. “That’s when I saw the text from some prick at her job.”
“What did it say?” I asked, sitting up straighter.
“He was asking her if her man was sleep because he missed that p-u-s-s-y.” He spelled it quickly so the kids wouldn’t repeat him. My mouth dropped open. I was fucking speechless.
“No,” I whispered.
“Yeah. That happened.”
“Boys, go play in the toy room,” I stammered. Lots of whining ensued until I shot each boy down with a glare. Mason corralled his brothers and they left the room grumbling in toddler-speak. “Cole, I’m so sorry.” I wrapped my arms around him and he melted into the hug. It was the only show of emotion he gave though. “What are you going to do? Have you talked to her yet?”
“Nah. Fuck her.” His voice had a serious bite to it. I didn’t even know if I should ask him any more questions. He sighed and laid his head on my shoulder. “I’m putting her shit in a fucking box and leaving it on the porch.”
“Talk to her,” I urged.
“She’s fucking another motherfucker, Camilla!”
“You’ve cheated on her too,” I reminded him with a glance. His eyes traced my body briefly then landed back on my face. He settled down and rested his head on my shoulder again.
“That was different and you know it. Shit, you were there.”
“But still…it happened.” We cuddled a little until his lips moved too close to my neck for comfort. “Cole,” I warned.
“Sorry.” He sat up and let out a groan. “I don’t even feel like going in to work today. I just don’t feel like hearing Manny’s fucking mouth.”
“Call out,” I shrugged. “He’s going to be in the office today anyway, trying to finalize shit with his assistant.” Cole nodded slowly.
“You know he doesn’t want me over here alone with you.”
“You’re fine. Plus after the way he fucked me last night I don’t even want to think about fucking right now.” I laughed and Cole shot me a glare.
“Seriously?”
“What? I’m just saying.” I shrugged with a smile. Plus the kids will be happy to have you here.”
“Okay. I’ll stay.” When he agreed I squealed and clapped my hands together. Before I knew it we were hugging and he was wrapping his arms around my waist, lifting me off the floor. We paused with our lips a breath away from each other. I lowered myself and cleared my throat. “Come on, with your big head ass. Let’s tell the kids uncle Cole is staying with them today.”
I was waiting for the phone call from Emmanuel fussing at me about Cole staying at the house for the day but it never came. “Did Emmanuel like that last applicant? He told me about her.” I asked Cole during nap-time. He was rubbing my feet like he always did. He shrugged his boxy shoulders and tried to avoid my gaze. “Cole, what the fuck is going on?” I chuckled a bit but I really did want to know what the fuck was making him look like that.
“Nothing. I guess he liked her. They were chatting it up before we left.”
“Oh, okay. He said if she got the job he’d invite her out to lunch with us.”
“I’m sure he’ll be inviting her soon then. She seemed like a shoe in.” I couldn’t quite place Cole’s tone but it sounded like anger. Then again, everything Cole said sounded angry in some respect.
“Mrs. Scott, would you like me to prepare dinner now?” The new housekeeper Claire asked quietly with a smile on her face. I still could not get used to having someone else clean the house and even offer to cook meals.
“No, thank you, Claire. I can cook. Are you hungry?”
“Ma’am, I’m here for a reason. I don’t mind cooking. You’ve been so sweet.”
“I could go for a grilled cheese,” Cole said, clicking the TV on. I slapped his arm and grumbled at him.
“I have a frozen lasagna in there. I made double last week. Can you pop it in the oven around four?”
“Yes, Mrs. Scott,” she nodded happily.
“Please call me Camilla.” Claire nodded in response before leaving the room. I looked at Cole and noticed he seemed so far away. “Hey, you okay?” I raised a brow in question.
“I’m good. I just can’t stop thinking abo
ut Noelle. Why the fuck would she cheat on me? I fuck her all the time. I fuck her good too. So dick isn’t the problem. I’m just trying to figure out what it could have been.”
“Ask her,” I turned his face so that he was looking at me. He still avoided my gaze though. He was like a big ass, six-foot-two baby. “I know you don’t wanna talk to her but how else are you gonna get answers?”
“Fuck that shit. I don’t need answers that bad. I just want her stuff out of my goddamn house.” He rested his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands then he blew out a long breath. “I knew I shouldn’t have fucked around and given my heart to someone.” I felt so bad for him but I didn’t know what to say to make it all better and that’s all I really wanted was for him to feel better.
No matter how I tried to get him to look at me, he wouldn’t. Finally, I climbed in his lap. My thighs were on either side of him. That made his ass look up. “Camilla, get off of me.”
“No. Not until you listen.” His hands rested on my hips as I spoke. “You have to talk to Noelle eventually. Whether you want to or not. You might as well get it over with. Let her know that you know she’s been fucking around. As straight-forward as you are, I’m really surprised you didn’t just blurt it out while she was sleep.”
“Fuck her,” he grumbled.
“You’re hurt…aren’t you?” I gazed into those serious amber eyes and saw sadness and pain. Noelle broke his heart. I had to fight the rage bubbling up inside of me.
“Camilla. No,” he said quickly. He must have seen what was in my eyes too. As much as I loved Noelle I would fuck her up for hurting my Cole. “Don't,” he warned tightening his grip on me.
“I'm supposed to stand by while Noelle cheats on you and hurts you and do nothing? Not talk to her or anything?”
“Leave it alone.”
“Fuck that shit. If you don't talk to her I will.” Cole was family regardless of our past and the shit that we did together. I would kill for him just like he would for me.
“Let me handle it. Okay?” He tugged on my hair and looked into my eyes for a few breaths. Then he pulled my hair harder until my throat was exposed and I felt a ripple of nervousness course through me. He pressed me closer to him until I could feel the warmth from his lips on my skin.
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