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by Evita Patton


  “Answer me Bella!” he called out to me, in an irate tone. “I’ve been nothing but nice to you, why would you treat me like this?”

  I could hear his footsteps hastening behind me. Just as I made it to the door, he caught me. Wrapping his arms around my waist and jerking my body suddenly against his. “I deserve to know the truth?” he whispered into my ear.

  In that moment, I remembered my question to Troy, when he was leaving my apartment. He’d been brutally honest with me. Therefore, I was honest with Cameron.

  “I know how men think. I am fat and ugly. You don’t really want to be with me.”

  “WHAT?” he seemed shocked by my confession. “Are you insane? You are a very attractive woman Bella.” He brushed his lips against the nape of neck and a delicious chill rushed through me.

  “Stop it!” I pulled away from him. “I’m not falling for this...This cowboy charm of yours. You hear me!” I shrugged my shoulders putting distance between our bodies. I was an emotional scared woman, terrified to experience anything else but fear. Throughout my life, I was an outcast, ostracized because of my weight. Why would I believe that Cameron was genuine?

  Stepping before me, he blocked off my access to the door. “So are you going to try to stop me from leaving,” I could not help but laugh at what he was doing.

  He did not flinch. “Stay with me, don’t leave,” he begged, reminding me of myself.

  My God - I hated this feeling. His pleas were making me conflicted and although I feared that he would hurt me, I found him to be very charming, loving and good-natured.

  “I won’t hurt you, I promise,” he whispered softly, cupping my face in his hand. I could see the passion in his eyes as he slowly brought his lips to mine. When his lips met mine, a tiny tingle shot through my body, as his tongue parted my lips seeking mine. Our kiss was not furious but rather, gentle, sweet, subtle. It was breath taking. I could hear his soft groans as I whimpered a slight resistance against his lip. His arms suddenly pulled me in closer as his tongue claimed mine with more hunger than before. Soon our tongues became furious for each other as we moaned and groan from the sensations that seemed to rock through us.

  The feel of the coolness of his room, brushing against my flesh, made me realize that he had rid me of my dress, exposing my nakedness to him. Cameron pulled away briefly, taking a step back from me. His eyes carefully scrutinized my body inch by inch. Unlike most people, the look that he gave was not a condescending one, it was desire filled looked. Could he really be attracted to me? I shrugged off the thought immediately trying to enjoy the moment.

  “You are truly beautiful. I want all of you, your sweet surrender,” he leaned in closer claiming my lips once again. This time our kiss was more intense and before I could utter another pleasurable cry, he swung me into his strong manly arms, strutting across the floors. My mind wondered curiously, desperate to find out exactly what he would do next. He took me to the small kitchenette in the suite. I watched as he disappeared behind the stainless steel doors of the refrigerator.

  “Close your eyes and no peaking. I have a surprise for you,” he called out.

  I happily obliged feeling slightly nervous. Before long, I could feel the warmth of his body next mine. “Don’t bite me,” I teased.

  “I wouldn’t dear,” his light chuckle made my heart melt.

  Parting my legs further, I could feel him peeling my red lace thong away. I was completely bare before him now, to do as he pleased.

  A soft moan escaped my lips as his fingers gently stroked my labia, playfully. Nipping unto my lower lips, I tried to take a deep breath to calm down. Without warning, ice coldness made contact with my moist tender flesh. My eyes shot open in disbelief. The bemused look that he had on his face from my reaction, made me relax a little. “It’s just a little ice cube, darling,” he spoke in a soft, seductive manner. Taking the cube of ice, he brought it from my temple of delight, to my bountiful melon shaped breasts. As he locked gazes with me, he traced along the perimeter of my now hardened nipples.

  I moaned in delight, as he masked the chill of the ice, with the warmness of his tongue. “Whoa!” I moaned, taking another deep breath. My juices were slowly making their way from the top of my spine, down my back and crashing down between my legs.

  Cameron was an expert at this no doubt and he basked in the fact that he was pleasuring me, immensely. His sweet caresses became more intense, as he rolled his tongue over an around my nipple, before, allowing a few droplets of the water to sip from the melting ice cube. As the cold liquid, fell unto my nipple, a jolt of pleasure shot through my body. Once again, my breath caught in my throat, when he took my nipple into the warmness of his mouth, sucking hard.

  When he suddenly pulled away, taking me into his arms once again, I almost cursed him for stopping. However, I quickly realized that we were simply relocating to his bedroom.

  Like a little baby, he laid me carefully upon his satin sheets, positioning himself between my inner thighs.

  I could feel his hand moving slowly down, my stomach, down to my temple of delight. “Oh God!” I cried breathlessly, as he penetrated my core with two of his fingers. It was the sweetest feeling in the world. Pulling them out slowly, he plunged them into my moistness yet again, this time, massaging the walls of my pussy with his long fingers.

  I moaned out, for him, asking for more. Cameron happily gave me, what I desired, relentless darting his fingers into my pussy. I could feel his penetrations becoming more intense, and his body stiffened, from his own increased desire.

  “I’ve wanted to do this from the first time I laid eyes upon you,” he admitted, thrusting his fingers viciously into my core.

  “OH! Yes! Yes! Yes!” I moved with him, parting my legs further.

  “You’re so wet, I need to taste you,” his deep husky voice made me shiver.

  Without hesitation, he brought his lips to my temple of delight and indulged, stroking my tender folds with his tongue. He worked his way from my slit upwards to my throbbing clitoris, taking me into his mouth with urgency. As his tongue, massaged my clitoris vigorously I moaned out in delirium, my legs jerking viciously from the sensations rushing through my body. I had absolutely no control over my movements and as I gave into his sweetness, my moaning grew louder and louder.

  Cameron seemed motivated by my cries, licking and sucking feverishly as if enjoying his favorite desert. Closing my eyes, I threw my head back unto the pillow, gripping a portion of his hair, pulling his head harder against my wet pussy.

  My moans became joyous, like a choir almost as I bucked my wetness against his tongue. His caresses were mind blowing and wave after wave of pleasure washed through my body. Over and over, he massaged my clitoris with his tongue, groaning while he pleasured me. Closing my eyes, tightly, I finally released with a loud ecstatic moan, milking his tongue with my sweet nectar.

  He lapped at my juices, moaning as he did it. I tried to calm down from it all, taking slow deep breaths. As he brought his lips to mine, I could see traces of my come, glistening upon his lips. Locking lips with him, I tasted myself.

  “Good girl,” he whispered, undoing his zipper and removing his trousers and boxer shorts at the same time. Soon I could feel, the head of his shaft, penetrating me at my core. However it was not the painful, burning sensation that I’d initially felt with Troy. It felt good. Slowly, his rock hard cock pushed its way into my slit, pulsating against my moist tenderness.

  I moaned with pleasure as my pussy-clenched around his massive cock.

  As he buried his shaft into me, a feral groan escaped his lips. “So damn good.” he muttered, before demanding my lips with a hot wet passionate kiss.

  He withdrew his shaft, almost to the head before slamming into my pussy, harder than he’d done before. My body went wild, as my fingers dug into his back. Just the way he was panting and groaning with his every thrust made me even more excited. I could feel my juices slowly slipping out from my core, covering his cock. He seemed to real
ly enjoy it when I moaned out and called his name. Soon we were moving in perfect harmony, lost in the moment, enjoying the blissful nature of our intimacy.

  His throbbing cock was delicious and tiny spasms shot through my very pussy with each hard thrust. I found myself moaning aloud, and even swearing at times.

  “Oh God I’m coming!” his voice strained as he increased the momentum of his mighty thrusts.

  I moaned, unable to control my own emotions as I too toppled over the summit of my own climax. With a loud moan, we both summited our earth shattering climaxes, our bodies quivering from the intensity of it all. Cameron buried his shaft within me one last time, as I clang to his shoulders, breathing heavily.

  A warm mellow feeling surged through my entire being, as we collapsed next to each other. Cameron was very sweet and he held me in his arms until I drifted off into a deep sleep.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  My eyes shot opening, at the feel of the warm sunlight kissing my bare flesh. Where was I? I looked around slowly, realizing that I’d spent the night in Cameron’s bed. Rolling over, the empty spot next to me, made my heart sink. Oh no - not again! Where was Cameron? Had he left me all along in his room? He’d said last night would be his last night in Seattle. With my unfortunate luck, perhaps he had left early, leaving me behind to pay the bill.

  As I sat up, the fact that Cameron was nowhere in sight made me very uneasy. I was more than uneasy. I had now panicked. I leaped out of the bed, calling his name hysterically while searching the suite. Tears streamed down my cheeks. When would I understand, that most men weren’t interested in being with a plus sized woman? When would I understand that I was UGLY!

  “What’s wrong?” two warm loving arms suddenly caught me, in my frenzy.

  “Why did you leave me? You don’t want to be with me. I get it now.” I sobbed.

  “What…What…” a puzzled looked swept across his features. “What gave you that idea?” he shot me an intense look.

  Wiping still, I didn’t even hear his question.

  “Listen to me,” he shook me from my sobbing. “Did you see the note I left you on the nightstand?”

  I shook my head, confirming that I had not seen his note. Taking my hand he lead me back into the room, picking up the note he’d left on the night stand next to bed and handing it to me.

  I took the piece of paper reluctantly.

  “You see I would have loved to make you breakfast in bed but I’m not much of a cook. Quite frankly, I can’t even get my toast done right,” Cameron chuckled, encouraging me to read what he’d left me.

  I brought the note to my line of sight, reading the words scribbled upon it aloud.

  “Good morning beautiful. Last night was amazing! I ordered room service; meet me out on the terrace for breakfast. Xoxo Cameron.”

  Bringing my gaze up to meet his sheepishly, I felt a bout of embarrassment rush through me.

  Cameron smiled, extending his hand out to me, as he proceeded to lead me out onto the splendidly prepared breakfast out on the terrace.

  He acted like a true gentleman, pulling my chair out, so that I could have a seat, before moving over to his chair. As we had breakfast, the beauty of the city below made it even more amazing.

  “Why are you so nice to me?” I had to ask. I did not know whether he was just pretending or whether he was genuinely a good person.

  He coughed, almost chocking on his food, from the shock of my unexpected question. “What? Why would you ask me something like that?”

  “Just answer the question,” I begged. “The truth please…” I could feel my heart racing and I feared that the answer to my question might be a hurtful one.

  “Well I think you’re a very beautiful, attractive, intelligent woman, Bella. I also really enjoy spending time with you,” he admitted, taking a sip from his orange juice.

  “But you hardly know me. Moreover, I am fat and ugly. You can have any woman you want. Why me?”

  Cameron must have realized why I was so worried about his pleasant attitude towards me. Taking my hand in his, he gave me a warm smile before answering my question. “You’re right, I can have several other women, but I want you. And besides you’re not ugly, you’re GORGEOUS, and I love every beautiful curve of your body.”

  I smiled, feeling a little better. Perhaps he really did like me.

  “Did you know that your name actually means “beautiful” in Italian,” he informed me, planting a soft kiss upon the back of my hand.

  “Really…Now isn‘t that funny, I‘m far from beautiful,” I chuckled lightly.

  “Listen to me - don’t you ever say that again. You are beautiful. You are curvaceous and gorgeous. Now embrace your beauty and let me continue falling in love with you woman.” he teased.

  I could hardly believe my ears, Cameron, just admitted that he was indeed falling in love with me.

  “In love with, me?” I asked in disbelief.

  “Yes beautiful - Bella, in love with you.” he rose from his seat and walked over to my chair. Dropping down to his knees, he brought his gaze up to meet mine.

  I gasped in shock. This was crazy, was he about to propose to me after a few days.

  “Bella Anderson, would you like to,” he paused, as a lopsided grin touched his lips.

  Would you like to be my girlfriend?” he continued with a smile realizing the panicked look that had now lurked upon my face, from his sudden gesture.

  Releasing a deep breath, I laughed. “For a moment there, I thought you were going to propose.”

  “Well, you never know, girlfriends turn into fiancées and fiancées turn into wives. Life’s unpredictable, you just never know,” he smiled softly.

  He was absolutely, right, life was unpredictable. Had someone told me a few nights ago, that I would be having breakfast with my idol, I would have called them “crazy”. Yet here I was now- and loving every delicious minute of it.

  To be continued…

  COMING SOON

  . Cowboy in Shinny Boots - The Confessional

  Letters to a lost Love

  Too hot to handle - Out with the old in with the New [The Good Boyfriend Volume I]

  The good, the bad and The Downright Dirty [The Good Boyfriend Volume II]

  Table of Contents

  About the Author

  Copyright

  SYNOPSIS

  PROLGUE

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

  COMING SOON

 

 

 


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