No Choice (8 page)

It’d been one hell of a week. First our big fight, then his proposal followed by the arrival of his parents and his older brother Simon. They’d been anxious to meet me, so they rushed over two days after the engagement. Thankfully they approved of me for Cameron. I was afraid of their reaction regardless of his constant reassurance.

Today was graduation day, and Cam decided to treat me and Emmy to makeovers before the ceremony. Vanessa and their mother Melody came with us because a trip to the salon was a normal thing for them. What I didn’t know was they intentionally kept me busy and away from Cameron. I didn’t even see him until it was my turn to cross the stage, and he was standing proudly. He was giving me the biggest grin that had me trip slightly in my heels. I blushed and looked back at him and realized the cast was gone!

They all came around me to congratulate me when it was over, but all I cared about was Cam, who picked me up and kissed me hard, then set me down and handed me the bouquet of roses he was carrying.

“You got your cast removed, you sneaky man!” I said before sniffing my roses.

“Surprised, baby?” he whispered in my ear.

He hugged me tight until I was pulled out of his arms by the massive Simon. He hugged me hard too, while Cam growled.

“Put my fiancée down before you break her, you big ogre.”

“He’s just mad that he doesn’t have all his strength back yet. So do you want to run away with me instead?”

“No, thanks. I take him. I’m a sucker for flowers,” I said as I winked at Cam. It was our inside joke now.

“Damn. That’s why he wouldn’t let me buy my future sister-in-law some flowers.” He snapped his fingers in disappointment and pouted until someone caught his eye. His face transformed from a silly smile to a straight, serious look.

“Nat, we did it!!!” Emmy said as she jumped into the group and hugged me. Simon was staring at my friend the whole time I made the introductions. We hadn’t seen each other in days because her family came down early too.

Simon’s eyes didn’t leave my best friend for the next five minutes. I whispered in her ear, “It’s seems like a family trait.” We giggled, and she was pulled away by her big brother after he gave me a squeeze.

“Who’s he?” Simon and Cam growled at the same time. I shook my head. “It’s her brother, you jealous asses.” I grabbed my man’s hand and marched on. I wanted out of these heels and wanted more kisses from my man.

They took me out to dinner to celebrate. It was a great night. And just as they promised, my parents didn’t come to see their only child graduate. I was glad because I knew that Cameron wouldn’t hold back his anger. I begged him not to call my mother back after our big fight, and he obliged, but I didn’t put it past him to retaliate.

After we got back to the hotel, everyone went their separate ways. I was excited. I had a feeling that we were finally going to go all the way, assuming he felt well enough. I knew I had to tell him the truth about me before we went any further. We’d only been touching and kissing each other, and I was left so hungry every night for more. I couldn’t wait to do all the things I dreamed and fantasized about.

Damn, I wanted to fuck her all night. I knew that I still didn’t have it in me yet, but I’d at least give her a decent screw tonight. Fuck, it felt like our first time should be more than just a mediocre night. What she said next definitely postponed our first time, although I moved our intimacy up some.

“Cameron, there’s something I need to tell you before we go any further—I’m a virgin…” she said, clearly afraid of my reaction.

“I think I just came in my pants,” I mumbled, and she giggled.

“You think I’m funny?”

“No, but I’m glad you’re not mad.”

“Mad?! You’re giving me something I never thought you’d give me.”

“So you still want me?”

“Woman, didn’t I just say I almost came in my pants? I’m fucking thrilled.”

“I’ve been nervous about tonight for a long time.”

“Well tonight, babe, we aren’t going that far.”

“What? What do you mean?”

“Honey, I’m not ready for what I want to do to you. I was thinking I wanted our first time better than I could give you tonight. Then you tell me you’re innocent. Now, I really want to wait. I want to give you the best I got.”

My mouth captured hers, and I made love to her mouth before I moved us to the bed. I took my time undressing her, leaving on her bra and panties. I was trying to control my hunger, but she was just too perfect. Her breasts were round and plump under the lace bra that barely covered her nipples.

As much as that fucked with me, tonight wasn’t going to be ending with my seed filling her, but I wasn’t going to bed without at least tasting her pussy. Every night, I could hear her whimpering for me, but all I could do was hold her a little tighter. She would at least find some satisfaction.

I laid on top of her. Her fear was obvious.

“Baby, don’t worry. I said we weren’t fucking, but I’m going to eat you out hard,” I growled. She blushed, but smiled greedily. I licked my way down her curvy body. I took a bite of her nipple through her bra. I wasn’t going to play with them yet. My goal was to make her come with my tongue. I smiled on her skin as the smell of her need reached my nose. Her scent made me hungry and thirsty. She shivered as I blew a warm breath on her flat belly.

“You smell delicious,” I groaned.

I pushed her legs apart at the knees. She tried to fight the move, but I wasn’t deterred. Once she felt my touch, she’d forget all her fears and shyness. My head reached her sweet, warm center, and I looked up into her pretty face and growled, “Mine,” before I bowed my head and began worshiping her wet pussy. I was right about two things: she would shake her shyness, and it was deliciously perfect. From the first lick, I was a man possessed. Her pussy was sweet, tangy, and all mine.

I groaned as my cock leaked in my pants, eager to be in her in any way. Natalie cried out little whimpers of pleasure as I licked her slowly, savoring the taste of her. I’d never enjoyed this as much as I did at this moment. She started to drip more as I took her clit in between my teeth and bit.

“Ah…ah…oh…ooh,” she uttered as she felt the first tendrils of her orgasm building. I slipped my fingers gently in and set her off.

“Mmm…you…are…making…me…come,” she groaned out, pausing after each word before pulling on my hair and shouting out loudly.

“Cam!” Her body coiled and shook as she rode my tongue and fingers.

I slowly climbed back up and on top of her and gave her a massive fucking smile. I could’ve stayed down there for hours. Hell, I wasn’t finished with her yet.

I slid my hand back down her body and lightly touched her short curls, then slid one finger inside. Her beautiful, brightened hazel eyes widened, and I whispered, “Baby, it’s not over. I need more. You’re too fucking delicious.”

My fingers played with her sensitive lips, opening, caressing, and pinching them.

“No more, Cam. It’s too much…” she pleaded. I just chuckled.

“Nat, I want to hear you cry out over and over again, and so you will. Relax and enjoy,” I commanded. I watched as my words had an aphrodisiacal effect on her. Desire stained her face and darkened her eyes.

This time I lifted her thighs and pressed them up to her chest and opened them for my feasting. My shy little Nat let go of her inhibitions. Grabbing my hair at my scalp, she tugged and moved it to find her pleasure, but it was my pussy now, so I gripped her hands and put them on her ankles.

“Hold your ankles. Don’t let go, or I’ll stop,” I grunted.

Using both my hands I opened her folds wide, watching her creamy goodness leaking out of her. My face was back on her in an instant. She was coming hard and screaming my name. I was damn near ready to explode from hearing my name, but this was just for her. I’d had years of having my cock taken care of—she’d been pure for me, so she deserved to have her pussy eaten all day.

By the third orgasm that night, I’d taken it easy on her and let her go to sleep, but in our morning shower, I’d had my fill.

We flew out the next day to Seattle. I didn’t tell my parents where I was going because they didn’t need to know. Cameron told me that I should be grateful that they’d decided to say good riddance, but it still hurt. When he would catch me looking at his perfect family and the loving devoted parents he’d been fortunate to have, he’d hold me tight.

We arrived at the family estate for a light meal. I thought we were going to his place, but he told me he moved in here after the accident. He needed more care than he could handle on his own. Plus, his mom begged him.

I loved his parents; they were like out of a book. The intimacy they shared was intense for a couple that had been married for over thirty years. Their hands and mouths were on each other whenever they were in the same room. I thought of it as sweet and romantic. I prayed that Cameron and I would be like that after thirty years.

Melody and Simon Sr. were both brilliant and kind people, and I was immediately welcomed into the family. It was insane for me. I came from a life without love from the two people who were supposed to love me unconditionally.

I tried not to think about my parents, but it wasn’t easy. It should’ve been, considering I had a lifetime of disappointment and hurt. There were days when I was young that even though I was considered wealthy, I went without eating. Most of their friends had no idea that they were neglecting me. It wasn’t until they’d gotten a divorce that the neglect was noticeable. My parents didn’t have any siblings, so I had no one to turn to when they let the courts take me.

“Damn it, Nat. Stop looking like your world is going to crumble. If you don’t quit your shit, I’m going to go down to Springfield and choke that bitch you call a mother and shoot that fuck you call a father.” He grabbed my chin and tilted it so his eyes met mine.

“I don’t like this sadness. Your past is over. I’m never going to abandon you, and I’m not going to let you be scared. You weren’t the problem. Your parents were just some fucked-up people. If I catch you sulking again, I’m going to spank your ass until you are begging for mercy.” After his rant, he kissed me roughly and walked with a limp back to his office. He’d been working from home since the incident, but he hadn’t slowed down. All meetings were either held in the home office or via conference call.

I could tell that he stopped taking the hard meds and the pain was getting to him. I knew he feared becoming addicted to the painkillers. Even though it drove me insane to watch the struggle to get through the day, I respected his decision and did what I could to ease his pain, which I’ve got to admit was to my benefit. I smiled thinking about last night’s massage and aching for a repeat performance tonight.

“Cam, do you want me to massage your leg?”

“Nope, baby. I’m feeling okay.”

“Don’t bullshit me. You’re walking around limping, and you grimace when you think I’m not looking.”

“I can handle the pain.”

“Drop it. Let me tend to my man,” I purred. I watched as his cock bounced in his boxers. He wasn’t ready to take me yet even though it’d been nearly a week since he’d gotten the cast off.

We were lying on the bed, and I sat up and moved down the bed so that I could reach his leg better. I put it over my crossed thighs and began to slowly caress the aching muscle. He’d been too proud to go get a massage, and I was kind of glad because I didn’t want any bitches touching my man. Those days of his with other women were over.

He flinched several times but assured me it was good. “It just tingles and then has a mild ache, but baby, it feels good. I think you’ve found your calling, my personal masseuse.”

“Good, because I don’t want another woman touching you.”

“Don’t worry, baby. I don’t want another broad ever touching me again. The thought is actually revolting. You’re my woman.”

I smiled at his sweetness but didn’t stop my hands. His moans began getting rougher, and his cock was making a tent in his shorts and my mouth water. He’d introduced me to that beast he called a cock and how to make him come. I enjoyed it so much that I let him finish on my tongue and down my throat often, and now I craved it.

My eyes darkened, and I licked my lips as I stared at his tent. My want took over. I selfishly stopped massaging his leg and slowly climbed up his body. My eyes never left his as I gripped the edge of his boxers and pulled them down, releasing his leaking, straining cock.

“I thought you were giving me a massage?”

“I am, but I’m going to tongue massage this. It looks like it could use some tender loving care,” I purred over the tip before taking it in my mouth. His hips bucked at the soft contact, then he growled when I sucked him down, remembering to swallow and take more of him in.

“Umph,” he grunted and slid his strong hands into my ponytail, moving me like he wanted, but this was my turn to enjoy. He got bossy when he ate me out, so he was going to have to take it like a man. I smacked his hands away and took his whole long, thick cock down my throat. It had only been a short time, but I was a fast learner. Plus, I wanted to be his best—everything.

“Fuck, Nat. I’m going to come,” he groaned out. I smiled into his little hairs and pulled slowly back before diving back down. He roared as his come jetted down my throat.

Just thinking about yesterday had me soaking my panties. I swore that when I stood, my juice trailed down my thighs. I wanted more, needed more of him. I wanted it all. I shivered when I thought about what it would be like to be filled with his massive cock. I squeezed my thighs together before I head to his office and check on my man.

Lord. I walked away from that woman, and it was hard as hell. I wanted to go back into the room and reassure her. I walked back quietly and looked to see if her mood had lightened, and it sure as hell did. I watched as she was lost in thought. It was clear it was all pleasant and even naughty thoughts as she bit the side of her lip before licking it. I wasn’t sure if she was in the mood for some ice cream or if she was remembering last night.

That shit was something else. I’d never come so hard and so fast from a blowjob. Shit. She swallowed it whole. She wasn’t shy about our encounters. When we used to have our daily phone calls, she’d get all shy and quiet on me when I talked about kissing and touching her. I didn’t think she realized that she was rubbing her thighs together. I wanted to walk over there and strip her down, spread her thighs, and drink my fill of her deliciously sweet wetness.

Damn. I felt the vibration, so I pulled my cell out of my pocket. I needed to take this call, so I gave my sweet woman one last look and headed back to the office.

“Tim, what do you got?”             

“They’re broke. They’ve been broke for a long time.”

“Really? But they’ve been paying for her tuition and shit.”

“No they haven’t. It’s being funded by someone else.”

The more he told me, the angrier I got. I hung up with him and had a plan for retribution on Natalie’s behalf. Just as I ended the call, there was a knock at the door.

“What’s up?” I called out.

“I’m sorry to bother you,” she murmured.

“Baby, come in.”

She shrugged with a blush for disturbing me, but what she didn’t understand was that she always bothered me. My thoughts revolved slowly around her and her alone.

“What’s the matter, baby? Come here.” She walked up to me as I turned away from the desk and opened up for her to sit on my lap. Damn, did that feel incredible, her fat bottom resting on my cock.

“What’s up?”

“I was just worried about you. You’ve been working hard all week and you’re still not a hundred percent. Are you in pain?”

“Baby, the one pain I got right now is pressing against your ass. Just so you know, baby, once I’m better, you’re going to be the one unable to walk.” She squirmed in my lap, only getting my cock harder. I closed my eyes and threw my head back.

“Fuck, babe, you keep squirming like that, I’m going to have you on your knees.” I knew it was what she wanted when she pinked and looked away. I aimed to please.

“Did you lock the door?” She shook her head. “Fine, go lock it now.” She jumped off my lap and walked to the door, making sure to lock it. While she did that, I undid my belt and unleashed my cock.

“Knees, now,” I commanded. She dropped seductively to the ground and looked up at me. I gave her a little smack with my cock before demanding, “Suck.” She went straight to work and took me half down in one gulp. I bit my lip, fighting the urge to lift her off her knees and onto the desk. Damn, I spent this week teasing her, getting her ready for me, but it backfired. I spent the week coming like a fourteen-year-old boy with his dad’s porn stash. I was either coming in my hand or down her throat fast and hard.

It wasn’t long before I was shooting down her throat. She licked it all off my cock before packing me away in my pants. I wasn’t into the whole dominant/submissive shit, but I got the feeling that it turned her on. She obeyed every sexual command and was always wet for me.

“Up. Take off the shorts and get on the desk.” She stood and dropped her bottoms and hopped on the desk. “Now, spread them wide. I want to see your pretty petals,” I rumbled.

Her pussy was wet and dripping for me. She really did have a perfect-looking pussy. All the treasures were hidden underneath the outer lips, and her hairs were thin and short. I was salivating just looking at, knowing the way it tasted only made me hungrier. I put my face right into her folds—I wanted her scent all over me. I licked, lightly teasing her outer flesh. I had to hold down her hips when my tongue hit her clit. It always caused her to tremble. Knowing that I was doing this to her, making her quiver for me, was arousing like a motherfucker. My dick came back to life, but I had to wait a little longer before taking that last bit of innocence from her. My hands and mouth went wild as I licked and bit her both soft and hard, causing her to come on the spot, filling my tongue with all her release.