His Second Wife by Favor V April

Chapter 12

~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.

not your hookers. Prostitutes are

she has a soft spot for that young

to me why she looks so innocent but she also

what she did yesterday, I know I need a nice fuck. I have to avoid having sex before this luncheon or else all hell breaks loose. I have to convince myself that it’s all for the best. If I want Camille to behave today, I need to have myself under control. I was running on my

back of my head. This girl is going

the right places. The girl is really stunning. I keep reminding myself that I married her because she was beautiful or that I needed a wife for my grandfather to leave me alone or maybe for

~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

break. I yelled at my cock. Camille teaches me to ride solo even after a good fuck with hookers, her body alone turns me the fuck on. I groaned, thinking I would have to

using the restroom. I suited up and went downstairs to wait because if I dared to 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 not sure who started this formal clothing code, but we’ve always done it, while Grandpa would rock anything, even shorts. Camille was

you must change

going to a gala or are we just going to

not allowed to

wait for me.” I

Presidente? Es un maldito almuerzo.

looked stunning in her tracksuit. She came down after 2

“Camille!”

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

“You’re joking, right?”

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 of her.

little devil. I feel like a parent attempting to

will only take 30 minutes. Please forward me the address.” If I had a debate with

“Alright, be quick.”

Grayston family house

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 close to their children. Camila is a trophy wife, yet she outshines them all in

your wife and kid gone,

I was married. I turned to face

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