Chapter 26 #3
“I know.” I hang my head. “It’s sick and fucked up. You’re right. I’ll go find Ace.”
“It’s hot,” she says.
“What?” My head snaps up. I had not been expecting that.
“It’s weird, you’re not wrong, but it’s hot. I, umm… I suppose now that I’m getting over the shock, part of me likes the idea of you watching us.”
My cock jumps. She does?
She shivers as if she’s cold. “Ghost?”
“Yes.”
“Can you hold me?”
I can do that, except I’m hard, and I don’t want to freak her out. Not after everything she’s been through.
“I’d love to do that for you, Camile, but I’m kind of indisposed.” I point to my crotch with a lopsided, apologetic smile.
She giggles. “Ghost. I don’t care about that. Just come and cuddle me, damn it.”
I shrug off my leather cut and toe off my boots then climb carefully, and somewhat hesitantly, on the bed beside her. We both slide down the bed, and I wrap my arms around her, holding her tight.
She takes my hand on her stomach and holds it as she turns onto her side, so we are spooning. She’s pulling me to her, and that crack in my heart gets deeper and wider.
“I think I’m broken, too,” she whispers as she keeps her face turned away from me.
“Why?”
She sucks in a deep breath. “I have Ace and Rook, and they’re amazing. I’m falling for them, for both of them, yet I want more. That’s not the kind of girl I was brought up to be.”
“Love isn’t finite. Lust isn’t finite. We can feel things for more than one person, and anyway, Jack’s such a force of nature, you probably can’t help yourself.”
With a soft laugh, she scoots back farther into me, and my cock is pushed against her ass, but my arousal is secondary, because this, this is something I haven’t done in forever. I can’t remember the last time I held a woman this way, to comfort them, and it’s making me feel so damn protective.
“And you, too, Ghost. I feel things for you.” Another small shiver runs through her. “I’m going to hell. No one gets to have four men, it’s true what you said. It’s greedy. God, even my friends only have three guys. What makes me think I get to have it all?”
“You’re not greedy, Camile. I was pissed when I said it. I didn’t mean it, and it’s not true.”
She turns in my arms, surprising me, and traces the edge of my jaw with her finger. I part my lips and watch her face, amazed at how clear her skin is close up, and how perfect her features are. Camile is one extremely beautiful woman.
I pull her in so close, not even a breath of air can fit between us.
My hard cock is jammed against her belly, and I gently rub my thumb over her lower lip before leaning in and kissing her.
She tastes like whiskey, and something else I recognize, but can’t quite put my finger on.
I suck her lower lip into my mouth and nibble gently on it, and she moans, presses herself against me.
We make out, just kissing, softly and almost sweetly.
But she rubs against me like a damn cat, and my cock throbs every time she pushes against me.
I know if we keep this up for much longer, I’ll come in my pants like a teenager.
Suddenly, as if snapping to, she pulls away. “?Ay, Dios mío! I can’t do this. Ghost, I’m sorry. I need to think, to clear my head. I’m so messed up.”
“It’s okay, Camile,” I reassure her. “So long as we’re all right, and you’re not going to send me to hell for watching.”
Her laugh is soft. “I am still a little pissed off and think it’s weird. But, like I say, a part of me finds it hot, too. Ghost, do you mind if I take a bath and then lie down? I’m feeling a little bit overwhelmed with everything.”
“No, not at all. You do what you need. I’ll be in the living room. I’ll get cozy on the couch and watch a movie. Feel free to join me, but if not, I’ll stay tonight and make sure you’re safe. Okay?”
She brushes her lips against mine in a final tantalizing kiss. “Thanks, Ghost.”
It physically pains me to peel my body away from the warm and sexy comfort of hers, but I’d never force her into anything she didn’t want.
My cock is throbbing and my balls are tight in my body, and I can’t help wondering if I’ll get away with masturbating while she’s in the bath.
Then I remember the cameras. As far as I’m aware, I’m still the only one who has access, but now several others know about them, and I don’t really want Jack or Ace watching me jacking off.
I’m a fucking hypocrite, I know. I’d watch Camile doing the same in a second.
I head out of her room and throw myself onto the couch and channel surf, trying to find something, anything, to take my mind off everything that’s happened these past few days.
Camile has been all over the place with her reaction to what I did. She was mad, then amused, then she thought it was hot. I presume she has no idea what she’s really feeling right now, after everything she’s been through.
I just have to pray that when she finally comes to her senses, and starts sorting through everything in her mind, I have a place still in her life. Maybe a place with her, Ace, and Rook.