~Christopher’s POV~

I went upstairs to take a shower after eating. I knew I shouldn’t touch Camille, but all I could think about was sticking my cock around her cherry lips, fuck she wrapped it like no one else in my life. I’m sure my expectations of women will skyrocket now. I would have fucked whoever licked my cock beneath that table today if it hadn’t been Camille.

Why did she feel compelled to do so? This is going to be difficult.

While the water from the shower was dripping over my naked body, I was preoccupied thinking about the things I could do to Camille’s cherry lips, how I could thrust my cock deep into her lips as she sucked my brains out with her sinful lips. Camille was only in her lacy tank top and underwear when I got out of the restroom. I’ve become used to the fact that she seldom dresses. It’s probably a habit. I was ready to turn off the light when grandfather called.

Chris: Hello

Grandpa: Don’t be late for family lunch tomorrow. At 1 pm, bring your family.

The old man hung up on the call. I turned around to face Camille. She remained awake.

“What are your plans for tomorrow?”

“Not much. What’s going on?”

“Grandpa invited us to a family luncheon.”

“Do you want me to accompany you?”

“What exactly do you mean, Camille?”

“I’m not at fault. You’re always at a lot of hooker-related events. I was thinking you might want to hire one to accompany you to your family lunch.”

“Camila Grayston!” She didn’t even flinch when she glanced at me.

“Isn’t that what you do, Stopher?”

That Stopher name, again. I sighed audibly.

with anybody since you stepped in, and that will never happen again. Yes, I fuck prostitutes, as you already know that fact about me. I used to take prostitutes to functions, but now that I have a wife, I don’t need to. Grandpa said bring your family, not your hookers. Prostitutes are not family, Camille. You are my family, no matter our differences. I’ll never meet my family with a hooker. They are aware that I am married, and Liam will never consent to refer to a stranger as his

because she has a soft spot for that young

Chris, good night.” It’s not clear to me why she looks so innocent but she also looks like a demon at

to avoid having sex before this luncheon or else all hell breaks loose. I have

I yelled at the back of my head. This girl

all the right places. The girl is really stunning. I keep reminding myself that I married her because she was beautiful or that I needed

~Christopher’s POV~

eating. I knew I shouldn’t touch Camille, but all I could think about was sticking my cock around her cherry lips, fuck she wrapped it like no one else in my life. I’m sure my expectations of women will skyrocket now. I would have fucked whoever licked my cock beneath

me a break. I yelled at my cock. Camille teaches me to ride solo even after a good fuck with hookers, her body alone

wait here, I might get a stiff cock again. Liam arrived in sweatpants. The Cammy-designed brand. When we go to our Grandfather’s house, we always dress more formally. I’m

change into a formal

we going to a gala or are we just going to

not allowed to wear

okay, wait for me.” I overheard her

conocer al Presidente? Es un maldito almuerzo. Te mostraré cómo vestirte para el

don’t have any evidence. She looked stunning in

“Camille!”

I’m at a loss about what to wear. The one thing I’m okay wearing, you told me I

“You’re joking, right?”

going.” When I noticed Liam coming via the back door, I instantly removed my tuxedo and draped it over her. If I allowed her, I’m sure she’d do it. She is unconcerned about what others think

she stared at me. I married the little devil. I feel like a parent attempting to advise his children on what

Liam and I have something to do first. Don’t worry; it will only take 30 minutes. Please forward me the address.” If I had a debate with this person,

“Alright, be quick.”

Grayston family house

even 1 p.m. Grandpa was not yet seated at the table, but I took my place. My family infuriates me. We are all distant for a reason, and I would prefer to maintain that distance. My siblings’ spouses are equally vexing. They are obsessed with fashion and the newest cars on the market. None of them could get close to Camille. She works for her money, she is a loving mother. Although Liam is not her blood, she loves the boy with everything in her. The spouses of my brothers aren’t even

have your wife and kid gone,

to face whoever was laughing,

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