Twisted Revenge

by Danielle James

  “Well…I want you to cum in my mouth, Emmanuel.” She hungrily licked her full pink lips and my dick twitched. “I wanna swallow you.” She half whined half whispered. I pushed her back down on my cock and she moaned. It was so fucking sexy. I kept my eye on the door but I kept fucking her mouth. She deserved it anyway for how mouthy she was being downstairs in the kitchen. Camilla’s fervent but quiet moans made me cum quick. I jerked and my movements became erratic as she swallowed my cum.

  “I knew you were a good girl,” I whispered in her ear before sinking my teeth into the soft flesh of her warm neck. She nodded and whimpered out loud but a part of me didn’t give a fuck.

  Christina was waiting for me in the kitchen, tapping away on her phone. She looked up when she saw me. “Is she okay?” She asked of her sister.

  “Yeah. I gave her something for her head…” I cleared my throat to stop a smirk from finding its way to my face. “What’s going on, Chris? There’s some tension between you and your sister.” She made the screen go black on her phone and slumped her shoulders forward.

  “Everyone is mad at me right now.” She confessed sadly.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “I broke up with Laurel, so now she’s mad at me and so is Cami.” It all made perfect sense after hearing her explain it. The way Camilla jerked away from Christina’s touch told me something was amiss.

  “Look, Camilla will get over it. So will Laurel.” I hugged her and she sniffled.

  “I gotta pull together a meeting fast. Can you make sure Trev gets there on time?” She perked up and nodded her head.

  “Dad,” Christina called before I walked out of the room.

  “Yeah?”

  “Um…what was Cami mad about? You know she normally gets mad when she has an episode. What was she mad about?” I hadn’t thought that shit through.

  Dammit.

  “I’m giving her Dana’s job at the church. She has to get trained for about two weeks before making the full transition. She’s not happy about that.”

  “Oh,” she nodded slowly. The story stuck and she continued on her phone after that.

  The west meeting room was a large rectangular space with marble floors and a mahogany conference table sprawled out in the middle punctuated by high-back leather office chairs. I sat at the head with Xavier and Trevor on either side of me. I called Camilla to be present so she could start her training but I made sure to separate her and Dana by placing them on opposite sides of the table. Camilla sat beside Xavier and Dana beside Trev. Mary, Ava, and Chris were present as well. Each person at the table looked down at their personal iPad, reading over the email I had Mary forward.

  “So we have this opportunity placed in front of us,” I spoke once I felt they’d read through the email. Everyone’s head rose to look at me. “Mrs. Harris wants to use New Grace for a peace rally so to speak.” I rested my hands in my lap.

  Trev was stroking his copper beard and looked to be pondering everything deeply. Xavier looked at me as I spoke. He was ready to say something. I stopped talking and motioned towards him with my chin. “Do it.” He said bluntly. I chuckled and clapped his back with a hard hand. He was a mini me that was for damn sure.

  “No,” Dana spat almost in tune with him.

  “Why not, Dana? Are you thinking this thing through all the way?” Xavier frowned.

  “Of course I am. We are a church. New Grace should not get involved with touchy political issues.” She jabbed the table top with her finger. “If we do that, every race-baiting group will want a piece of us. They’ll all think we’re their allies. No. Not smart.” She folded her arms for effect and I swung my eyes to Xavier to hear his counterpoint.

  “But if we do take her up on it, New Grace would catapult to the mainstream media eye. You gotta be able to move beyond the church circuit, Dana. Come on now.” He looked annoyed with her and not just because of the current conversation either.

  “You leave the mainstream media right where it’s at. We are not going the secular route.” Dana barked.

  “What the fuck is the secular route? Having a peace rally is not having a goddamn Beyoncé concert in the auditorium.” Xavier snapped back.

  “Xavier, watch how you talk to me!” Dana looked as though she wanted to slice through him with her eyes.

  “For what?” He chuckled dryly. “Look, I spoke my piece, Miss Media Consultant. Mainstream media is a good look. Period.” I nodded in agreement with Xavier and looked at Dana, who was chomping at the bit to snap back at him. Chris watched with wide eyes at the exchange. It was good for her to see though. If she was going to work here in any way she needed to see how heated things could get.

  I held my hands up and signaled for the tempers to simmer down. I leaned back and looked at the silent man in the room, Trevor. “What say you, Trev?” I asked.

  “It’s a peace rally and if she doesn’t ask you to speak I don’t see what the problem is.” He shrugged nonchalantly. I nodded at him and then looked to Camilla, who was already watching me. I’m sure it had nothing to do with the meeting though.

  “Cami, what do you think? You’re gonna be at the head of media relations soon. I want to hear you weigh in.” Dana’s eyes nearly popped out of her fucking head.

  “Wait, what the hell did you just say?” She stood up, pushing the chair backward.

  “Sit down, Dana,” Trevor said with a frown.

  She sat. She looked at him and sat quietly. I raised my eyebrow at what I’d just seen and tucked it away to digest later.

  “I’m getting a new job, Dana,” Camilla smiled. I swear the girl used every opportunity to piss her mother off. I couldn’t say I blamed her though.

  “Congratulations, Camilla,” Ava smiled sweetly at Camilla who shot green daggers at her.

  “Who told you to speak?” Camilla narrowed her eyes to slits while Ava swallowed nervously and averted her eyes to the iPad in front of her. Xavier blew out a breath and groaned.

  “I think it will be a good fit,” Mary smiled warmly and touched the back of Camilla’s hand.

  “This is ridiculous, Manny. You know it,” Dana sighed.

  “We need young blood in our media department,” I explained.

  “Oh, I bet we do,” She quipped. I held back on correcting her just to see what Trevor would do. He shot her a warning glance. They locked eyes for a few quick seconds then she looked down at her hands. So they were fucking again. The signs were too clear to ignore or save for later. I moved forward with the discussion after eyeing them both for a few moments.

  “Let’s get back on track. The rally,” I said clearing my throat.

  “What do you think, Daddy?” Chris asked me sweetly.

  “We’re doing it,” I said. “Xavier and Trev feel like it’s a good fit. Cami, I never got your input,” I remarked leaning back in the chair.

  “Oh, yeah…I think you should do it,” She smiled slyly. At first I thought it was because she was spiting her mother but it turns out my mouthy girl had a fucking genius plan. She leaned forward and gently clasped her hands together. “Fuck the church circuit, go for main stream on purpose,” She began.

  “Watch what you say,” Dana said angrily.

  “Seriously, spare me that holy shit Dana,” she rolled her eyes and continued. “Anyway, you,” She pointed directly at me. “You need to speak at the rally. Don’t just let them use your fucking mega-church without you benefitting. Can you imagine how you could pull everyone together? You’re amazing.” Her words were laced with lust but she quickly covered it up. “You have this gift to bring people to you. If the media is watching, you could reach platforms you’ve only dreamt of. You could break out of your pastor box.” Everyone else fell away right then and it felt like just Camilla and I was speaking.

  “I could go bigger,” I said almost in a daze.

  “This political rally could launch you onto the political stage.” She sat back in her seat and I stared at her intensely for what seemed like forever. A smile playe
d on her full lips and I wanted to bite them.

  She was a goddamn manipulative genius.

  Everyone in the room slowly faded back in and I realized we weren’t alone. I cleared my throat and nodded. “Camilla’s right. She’s very right,” I said.

  “Yeah,” Xavier frowned but seemed to agree.

  “This is so ridiculous. Political is not our avenue, Manny. Political is not your avenue,” Dana quipped. I wasn’t really listening to her anymore though. I was envisioning myself talking to not only church-goers but also the entire fucking nation. The thought excited me. The same way preaching used to excite me. I let everyone speak amongst themselves while I just plotted.

  The peace rally would be perfect to launch a possible political move. I was global on the church scene already. I couldn’t really go any bigger. I’d made millions upon millions just being a pastor. Money was no longer intriguing but power and notoriety were.

  Working my way up through the ranks would give me the hunger I started to lack being the big fish in a little pond. Camilla made such an excellent move by pointing that out. Putting her at the head of media relations would prove to be a good idea after all. At first, it was just to get her involved in something but now? It was clear that manipulating people was her forte.

  “Okay, let’s wrap this up. I have work to do.” I clapped my hands together and everyone filtered out. Trevor lingered behind and I eyed him curiously.

  “Camilla sparked a fire in you, huh?” He said. There was something just beneath the surface in him though. I could almost see it, but his green eyes, just like Camilla’s, hid things very well.

  “Yeah. It was more so her ideas,” I said.

  “She’s something else,” Trevor remarked. Again, I heard his voice tinged with something I couldn’t quite put my finger on. Being an orator most of my life, I was also very skilled in listening and picking up on subtleties in people’s voice and expressions. I’d heard something in Trevor and though he was good at covering it, I would find out what it was because I didn’t like it.

  Before he left the room I smiled in his direction and shook my head. “I’m glad you got such a good hold on Dana man. You seemed to learn that trick pretty quick huh?”

  Trevor’s stance tensed immediately.

  “What?”

  “Remember? You said to teach you that trick about how I made Camilla just calm down and sit?” I was purely fucking with him at this point.

  “Yeah,” He scoffed. “Guess I did. I’ve learned a lot watching you.”

  “That’s a good thing.” I walked out of the room and could feel his eyes on my back. I was certain after our conversation that a part of what Trevor was trying to cover in his voice was hatred.

  Chapter Ten

  Xavier

  I didn’t like that shit between Camilla and Manny in the meeting. It was like fucking electricity crackling in the air around them. I couldn’t have been the only one that noticed. As soon as the meeting was over, I dragged her into the dining hall because I knew Ava would be in my office. She looked annoyed with me but I didn’t care.

  “What’s wrong with you?” She asked, pulling her arm from my grasp.

  “What the fuck was that shit in the meeting with you and Manny?”

  “What? He liked my suggestion,” she shrugged innocently. There was never anything innocent about Camilla though, and damn sure not when it came to Manny.

  “Fuck that. Camilla, look at me,” I grabbed her cheeks and made her face me. “Do you have feelings for him?” Even having to ask that question made my muscles begin to tense. Camilla looked startled by it.

  “What? No. I told you it’s not like that with us,” she slapped my hand away and folded her arms. “Do you have feelings for Ava? You’re always sticking your dick in her.” The thought was laughable. Ava was sexy but that was it. There was no fire with her like there was with Camilla. But back there in that meeting, I felt fire between Camilla and Manny and I knew I wasn’t crazy.

  “Don’t ask me stupid shit. You know I don’t have feelings for that girl. She’s convenient. You…you’re the one I have feelings for. Even though I don’t know why.” I kicked myself for saying it out loud because immediately Camilla looked hurt.

  “You don’t know why?” She repeated softly.

  “Camilla…that’s not what I meant. It came out wrong.”

  “Whatever, Xavier.” She started to walk off but I couldn’t let her. I grabbed her hand and pulled her back. The fact that she didn’t fight me was a good sign.

  “I’m sorry,” I said genuinely. “You know I wasn’t trying to hurt your feelings.” My arms slid around her body and she leaned into me.

  “Yet here we are,” She said. At least she was still sarcastic. She wasn’t too hurt. “Xavier, you know I love you. I’m not in love with anyone else.”

  “I guess I’ll take that,” I smiled.

  “You better,” She went in a for a kiss. Soft and simple yet still it turned me on and made me want to show her how much I loved her. When I pulled away I saw purplish bruises that her hair had been covering. I closed my eyes wishing I hadn’t seen them.

  It was never easy sharing her with Emmanuel, especially working with him and seeing them both daily. Sometimes it was harder than others, like now. When I could tell something had shifted in their dynamic and I didn’t even know if they realized it yet.

  Ding!

  I looked down at my phone and saw a text from Ava telling me to come back to my office. Camilla saw it too. I was glad. I needed her to see that while she wasn’t my only option, she was the one I wanted most. I needed to know that I was still the one she wanted most between Manny and me.

  Just to piss Camilla off, I told her I had to go see what Ava wanted. She needed to see how it felt to wonder if someone else came before you. When I pulled away from her side, she was fuming. “So, she can’t wait a little while?” She snapped as I left.

  “Like Manny waits when he calls you?” I raised an eyebrow quickly then shot her an arrogant smirk before heading to my office. Ava was waiting at her small desk in my office, her curvy figure swayed to its own beat when she walked over to me. “Should I lock the door?” I asked knowingly.

  “Yes,” she replied. Her olive skin glowed and her eyes were already ripping my clothes off. Once the lock clicked, she rushed over to me and aimed her lips at mine but I never really liked kissing her. It was an intimate act that I reserved for Camilla. When I thought about it though I realized she must have kissed Manny for him to always leave those purple blotches on her neck for me to see.

  Why the fuck was I saving an act of intimacy for her that she didn’t save for me?

  I grabbed Ava’s face and kissed her finally. Her eyes fluttered closed and she pressed her body into mine. “You don’t have on any panties?” I was pleasantly surprised when my hand moved between her thick thighs. Ava was wearing a pencil skirt that hugged her curvy hips and ass so she must have planned to be easy access for me today.

  “Xavier,” she moaned while my fingers slipped in and out of her. I dotted her collarbone with kisses and nibbles, which always drove her crazy. Her breasts, usually perfect palm-full mounds, were spilling over my long fingers. Ava wiggled around beneath my body and the heat seemed to creep up in my office. Although I was poised to fuck her, I kept seeing Camilla in my mind. It’s always Camilla.

  Ava shuddered hard and came on my fingers. I lifted them to her pouty mouth so she could lick them clean and she did. “Xavier,” she called breathlessly. “I love you.” I frowned and shook my head in response. I almost stumbled over my own feet backing away from her.

  “Ava, no,” my words were strained and tinged with annoyance. “I told you before, this thing we have isn’t a fall in love type of thing. It’s a fuck in the office kind of thing.” I crashed into my leather desk chair and clicked on my monitor.

  “But you finally kissed me.” Her Spanish accent was thick now that she had tears in her eyes.

  “A kiss isn�
��t love,” I told her. My tone was cold and I could tell she was even more hurt than when I pulled away. I began typing away on my keyboard answering emails and setting appointments. All the shit she should have been doing for me.

  “But you love her?” She asked. Venom dripped from her words.

  “Yes, I do.” Finally, I lifted my gaze to meet hers. Her cheeks were wet with tears and the whites of her eyes were red.

  “Xavier,” she cried out with so much need in her voice that I actually felt a pang of guilt.

  “What, Ava?” I looked at her and waited for a response.

  “I’m pregnant.” The words hung in the air like thick smoke. I couldn’t see anything anymore, I couldn’t hear anything anymore I only felt the pounding of my own heart. Ava tore through the hallways and I chased after her blindly. My feet knew the way even without me being able to focus on where I was going. When I saw her cut through the dining hall my heart thundered in my chest.

  Crash.

  Ava and Camilla collided and I knew my world was about to collide with a shit storm. Nearly hysterical, Ava pushed Camilla out of her way and that set Camilla off.

  “What the fuck is your problem, Ava?” She snapped harshly.

  Ava spun around and glared at her. I just made it in between the two women before Camilla swung wildly at Ava’s face. I held her back as best I could.

  “Xavier keep your bitch on a leash!” Camilla spat before composing herself.

  “Bitch?” Ava threw her head back and started laughing. I knew things were bad but for once I couldn’t talk myself out of it.

  “Are you hard of hearing now? You’ve been sucking Xavier’s dick so long it’s clogged your fucking eardrums or something?” Camilla reached around me and shoved Ava’s head backward with two fingers and Ava started swinging. I spun to face Ava and grabbed her wrists in my hands before securing an arm around her waist. I could see the fire in Camilla’s eyes when I restrained Ava instead of her but if she was pregnant I didn’t want the baby getting hurt. I sat Ava in a chair at one of the tables and looked her over.

  “You okay?” I asked.