**
Being in the house alone was a weird feeling, but I reveled in it. I took a bubble bath and blasted music while I danced around the room naked for a while before painting my nails and mindlessly watching YouTube. It was glorious. Then my mind started to wander.
Joseph was out there waiting and plotting to get next to my children and my little sister was helping him. It pissed me off the more I thought about it but it was frightening at the same time. I suddenly remembered that Joseph was watching me last year, watching me undress and have sex and god knows what else. My skin started to prickle and crawl the more I thought about him stalking and raping me.
I walked into my closet and got dressed in a pair of jeans and a yellow shoulder-baring top. I looked at myself in the mirror and decided against a bra. I always did like the way my breasts felt when they were free. I brushed my hair and let it flow freely down my back then I headed over to Emmanuel’s office even though I knew he wasn’t there I was hoping to run into Cole.
Sure enough he was there. He was talking to someone in the lobby when I walked in and he stopped when he saw me, giving me a handsome smile. “Hey.” He waved me over and we hugged but it was different that time. It was calm and innocent.
“Where is my husband?” I sighed.
“He should be coming back for a minute before he heads out to the energy plant. What are you up to?” We walked over to the elevators and climbed on. There was no urge to back him against the wall and kiss him, no need to hold hands or touch him. We just talked…like best friends were supposed to.
“I just wanted to come see him. I started feeling creeped out at the house by myself when I thought about the fact that Joseph is out there waiting for me.” I shuddered at the mere mention of him. Cole’s brows furrowed and he grunted.
“No way in hell that prick is getting anywhere near you as long as I have breath in my body.” I knew he meant every word too. He rubbed my back and I sucked in a breath. “You look nice, Camilla.” Cole touched my hair and then my blouse.
“Thanks.” I let my shoulders slump then I laid on him. “Cole, it’s already happening isn’t it?”
“What? Us letting things cool down? Yes,” he nodded. “I’m actually okay with it though. I love you so much but I respect you and Manny. I respect yall even more now after everything you’ve been through. I’m gonna chill.”
“I love you too. Always,” I hugged him and he laughed a little.
“We’ll both get busy soon but trust me, nothing is gonna stop me from hanging out with you. Plus I gotta see my Chlo. Little girl is gonna be the death of me,” he shook his head and laughed.
“She’s gonna be the death of us all. Crazy little girl.”
“I heard Alexander was out. Manny told me when he got back.”
“Yup,” I smiled. “He’s kinda overwhelmed but he’ll be fine. I offered to hang out with him today but he told me no,” I pouted.
“Can you fucking blame him?” Cole laughed. “The man has been in prison and you wanna hang out looking beautiful and shit? Nah. Go hang out with your husband.” We both laughed and I shoved him.
“I knew I heard you in here. Hey baby.” Emmanuel casually leaned against the doorway of Cole’s soon-to-be old office and I jumped for joy upon seeing him.
“Emmanuel!” I crashed into his arms and he smiled so handsomely. I looked into his mocha eyes and felt like I was swimming in love. The things that man did to me were insane.
“Okay…this is still my damn office. Out,” Cole scowled. Yup, he was back to his normal self and so was I.
I tugged Emmanuel’s hand and we walked into his office. I made sure to shut the door and lock it behind me. He sat on the edge of his desk and quirked an eyebrow up at me.
“Bring your sexy ass over here,” he said, eye fucking me as I walked to him. I bit my lip and then draped my arms around his broad, strong shoulders. He smelled so fucking delicious and he was mine, so I did lick him. I licked his neck and trailed up to his ear. “I’m moving back in tonight.” He pulled my hair back until I was looking at him.
“Okay,” I smiled.
“I miss my house,” he kissed my throat. “I miss my kids.” He dragged his teeth along my jawline. “…And I miss you.” Our hungry lips collided and I could feel his dick stiffen between us. My hand eagerly stroked it. Jesus it was so strong. I worked to free it while Emmanuel kissed my neck sliding his tongue along my skin. I stroked his warm, thick cock in my hand and he let out a hiss of air.
“I want your dick in my mouth,” I purred.
“Good. On your knees,” he growled. I obeyed him instantly as my pussy pulsed, begging for him with each throb. I pushed his length in my mouth and let him slip down the back of my relaxed throat. He thrust in and out and in and out while saliva wet my chin and my pussy wet my thighs. His long fingers threaded deep into my silky hair as he face fucked me. “Good girl, Cami.” His hand slipped down and pinched my erect nipples through my shirt. “You don’t have on a fucking bra? You know I’m gonna punish you for that, right?” He yanked my head back and pulled me to my feet. His large hands groped and squeezed my breasts pulling a moan from me.
Emmanuel tugged my jeans down over my hips and ass then bent me over his desk. I bit my bottom lip so hard as I gripped the edge of his desk. Ribbons of anticipation slithered around me until he finally landed a slap to my ass with his leather belt. I yelped loudly and he snatched my hair back until my scalp prickled with spikes of pain. It felt so amazing though.
“You better lower your voice, Cami. We’re in my office. Remember? Anyone could hear your little nasty noises.”
“I don’t care,” I growled.
“You don’t?” He slapped my ass again and I let out another cry laced with pleasure and pain. “You should. Now I said lower your voice.” He let my hair go and my entire head thrummed. He spanked me for a few more minutes but it seemed like a damn eternity. It stung and burned but fuck, it made me so wet.
The way Emmanuel slammed his hard dick into me made me squeal louder than his spanking did. He was ruthless with me and I loved every damn second. “See what happens when you come up here looking like that?” He grunted between powerful thrusts that threatened to make me scramble away from him. “You get fucked.” He slapped my ass with his hand then rubbed it slowly. “Arch that fucking back, Cami.” I put the best arch I could in my back and he slipped deeper into my cunt. He was so deep that I saw white creeping in at the edge of my vision.
“Daddy!” I wailed as he pounded into me from behind.
“You like when I fuck you after you’ve been bad, don’t you?”
“I love it,” I whined. I didn’t know if I wanted him to pause so I could catch my breath or if I wanted him to consume me whole, leaving nothing behind. He nudged my knee up on the desk and stroked my clit with his experienced fingers and I shut my eyes. I wanted Emmanuel to wreck me.
“You ever give my pussy away again and I’m going to hurt you. Understand?”
“Yes baby. I know. It’s yours.”
“It’s always been mine.” He growled, biting the back of my neck. I began to wind my hips around while I pushed back on him and he groaned. “Good girl, fuck me back, baby.” I bounced my round ass back harder and faster and he dug his fingers into my waist to he could hold on. We were being reckless and neither of us cared who heard or who was walking by. We were drunk on each other.
I never wanted another man. Almost losing Emmanuel was the scariest shit I’d ever dealt with. He wouldn’t ever have to worry about me with anyone else but him anymore.
Not. Even. A. Fucking. Kiss.
I didn’t want another man breathing in my direction. I wanted my husband. I needed him and only him. “I love you,” I moaned into the air.
“I know you do. I love you too. So much.” He pushed me down so I was flat on his desk, my tits pressing against his keyboard. He drilled into me relentlessly until my pussy juices were dribbling down his dick and my thighs.
; “Emmanuel!” I shouted so loud my lungs were on fire.
“Cum on my dick, Camilla. Cum all over it. It’s yours.” He growled right before he filled me entirely with his hot seed. It felt like I’d come completely apart but I was floating in bliss. I was drenched in bliss and I never wanted the feeling to end. “God, I love you so much.” He breathed into my hair as he held me. “So fucking much.” He slid out of me and pulled his pants up long enough to hug me and kiss my lips.
We both washed up in his bathroom and I found myself looking at him hungrily again. “Camilla Nicole,” he warned with his deep tone.
“What?” I giggled.
“Stop. I’m already running late.”
“You can take the back road and be there in fifteen minutes, Emmanuel. Chill. Plus…it’s the fucking energy plant. Who cares, they just want promises of clean energy initiatives. Blah, blah, blah.” I shrugged. He stared at me as I fixed my hair and I knew he was thinking something. His brain was firing left and right and I could almost see it if I looked hard enough. “What?” I smirked at his reflection in the mirror.
“I know who should be my assistant,” he said, snapping his fingers.
“Who?” I frowned. I didn’t even want him talking about a damn assistant after the bad luck he’d had with them.
“You,” he pulled me over to him and kissed my lips. “Come on Cami, you could be my assistant. Who better to have my back than you? The kids could go back to New Grace for daycare and get to see Xavier during the day and when we have trips they can come along.” His brown eyes were twinkling with the idea and I couldn’t help but get excited too.
“You really think that could work?” I chirped.
“Why not? We do best when we’re together anyway, Cami.”
“We do. I have no idea why I never thought of this before. You literally don’t have to pay me. I’ll just be happy following you around and riding your dick all day.” I smiled and pressed my body against his muscles. His strong arm wrapped around my body and I giggled.
“So will you be my assistant, Mrs. Scott?”
“Um…fuck yeah.”
“I need to check your references.” His lips ghosted over my neck and I got all tingly and warm.
“Do you? What if I don’t have any?”
“Then you’ll have to earn your job some kind of way.” He lifted me up seamlessly onto the bathroom sink and I locked my legs around his waist.
“If I let you fuck me…will I get the job, Governor Scott?” I batted my lashes at him and he groaned, then chuckled.
“You’re gonna get more than the job if you keep looking at me like that with those pretty green eyes.”
“What am I gonna get?” I put on my best innocent voice for him and it was working. His dick was so hard I began to grind on it.
“You’re gonna get this dick thrown in you again.”
“Yeah?” I rubbed the tip of my nose against his before we kissed. The knocks on his office door made us jump apart and straighten ourselves. He cleared his throat and winked at me before going to see who it was.
“I’m so glad I’m leaving,” I heard Cole’s voice grumble. “Yall are nasty. Everyone up here heard that shit.”
“Good,” Emmanuel chuckled. “They know I love my wife.”
“Look, I’m all done today. My desk is cleaned out and so is my office.” I just hung back and watched their exchange with my lips poked out.
“Okay. Hey Cole, thanks for everything. I know we didn’t always see eye to eye on shit but you’re a good man. Dempsey would have been proud. Congratulations on your new job, chief.” He patted Cole on the shoulder. Cole laughed and shook his head modestly.
“I don’t have it yet but thanks.”
“You have it,” Emmanuel assured him. “I already took care of it. My gift to you for being so loyal to Camilla. Not too many men would stand up to me over her like you did. She’s lucky to have a friend like you. As long as you keep your dick in your pants.”
“I don’t think you have to worry about that. I caught your mic drop. You got it. She’s your wife. I respect it,” he chuckled and looked around him at me. I blushed a little and he held his arm out for me. I didn’t run, I walked over and pressed myself into his arms. “I love you so much,” he whispered.
“I love you too, Cole.” I heard Emmanuel walking away to give us a moment. “Don’t forget about me when you take your new position.” I poked his rock hard stomach and he grinned at me.
“Forget about you? I’m still coming by the house like I said…maybe not all the time but I’ll be around. Plus being chief means I get an entire career of cleaning up behind you and Manny.” He shoved his hands in his pockets and I felt my stomach twist. I knew it wasn’t like he was going to the other side of the world but I also knew how things were about to change with him being chief of police and me being Emmanuel’s assistant.
All the time we used to spend together would be cut drastically to holidays and birthdays and special events. A lump formed in my throat the more I thought about it. I knew us though, we’d fight to keep in touch. I loved him too much not to. Plus a little sliver of me was actually in love with him. How could I not have been?
“I’m gonna stalk you,” I warned him, fighting back the tears.
“You’re gonna cry so fucking hard when I leave aren’t you?” I punched him in the chest and laughed.
“No! Jesus. You’re not going into space Cole.”
“Uh huh. I know that…but do you?” He pulled me in for another hug and kissed my forehead. “We’re good baby. We’re always good,” he told me. “I’ll see you later, okay?”
“Okay.” I nodded. He waved at Emmanuel once more then turned to leave. It wouldn’t be that long before I saw him again, perhaps only a matter of days but lord it felt like he’d walked out for good. I knew it was the shift in our relationship and the fact that I realized how deep my love for him really went.
It was us making love when we were supposed to be fucking. It was that he was willing to fight my husband just to protect me. It was how he pulled me close to him when I couldn’t sleep. It was the way he looked at me when I told him I loved him.
It was knowing that the little part of me that fell for him was heartbroken.
“And cue the countdown,” Emmanuel sighed from his desk. “Five…four…three…two…” I sniffled then stifled a cry in my throat. “Come here, you big ass baby.” He grabbed me in a hug and let me wet his clean shirt with my warm, salty tears. “I swear to God you two are ridiculous. I feel like I just watched America’s sweethearts break up.” He laughed and I cracked a smile through my watery vision. “Did he ever admit to being in love with you? Because the boy is head over heels.”
“He did. I think he’s getting over it though.”
“Oh he is. He has no choice, that’s why I wanted him to finally admit it. I know Cole, he would never do anything to jeopardize his friendship with you and being in love will kill a friendship faster than anything. He needed that dose of reality. The move he’s getting ready to make is a good one. He can focus on other things and leave your spoiled ass alone for a minute.”
“I am not spoiled,” I frowned.
“Camilla, Cole spoiled the shit out of you. You’re like a big version of Chloe. She has him wrapped around her cute little finger just like you do. I don’t know who’s worse, you and him or him and Chloe,” he laughed. “Look, we gotta hit the road if I’m gonna get to this shit on time.” He pulled his sleeve up and glanced at his watch.
“Am I going with you?” I asked happily.
“Yes, Mrs. Scott. I need my assistant,” he slapped my ass and I yelped.
“Can I have Cole’s old office?”
“Whatever you want, beautiful.” He smiled at me and I clapped my hands together.
**
After Emmanuel gave his speech, talked to a few people and snapped pictures, he and I were whisked away into a conference room where he talked with the manager in charge of the plant. Wat
ching him sitting there, fully in governor mode made my pussy so wet.
His bone structure was perfect and the way he filled out that suit…Jesus help me. He was all boxy strong shoulders and long legs with flawless chocolate skin that looked good enough to bite. Every word that came from his mouth made his lips move in a way that begged for me to nibble on them and lick them.
When he was finished talking, he shook the man’s hand and smiled. I almost fainted. My husband was painfully fine. Like, it literally hurt. Between my thighs ached with need. I felt myself running my fingers through my hair repeatedly trying to focus on anything besides how goddamn sexy he was.
“You okay over there, Cami?” His deep voice pulled me from my lust. I shrugged my shoulders and sauntered over to him, my heels clicking on the tiled floor. “Uh oh,” he laughed. “You wanna get in trouble, don’t you?”
“Maybe a little bit of trouble.” I sat on the conference table and pulled my shirt down until my breasts bounced free. His eyes dropped to them immediately.
“This door doesn’t lock.” He noted before sliding his warm, wet tongue over my nipples.
“So?” I rubbed the top of his head and moaned when he bit my nipple.
“From now on when you’re at work I want you in skirts and dresses. I’m tired of these goddamn jeans.” He growled, snatching them down roughly. He pressed his full lips to my thighs and then he bent me over the conference table.
Emmanuel penetrated my pussy, thrusting that big dick deep inside until all that would come from my lips were whines. “You better keep the noise down before we get in trouble, okay Mrs. Scott?”
“Yes sir,” I moaned. He crashed into my slippery cunt hard and fast. The sound of his cock slipping in and out of my juices was so damn erotic. Each thrust was wet and electric sending tantalizing jolts through me.
“I want you to take this cum in your mouth, okay baby?”
“Yes! Okay…”
“Drink it all like a good kitten.” His long cock swelled inside of me, stretching me to the point of ripping in two. I stifled my cries by biting my lip and I let out a rush of breath the moment he pulled out. He grabbed a fist full of my hair and forced me on my knees. I closed my lips around his wet dick just in time for him to cum in my mouth. He shot his heat down my throat and I swallowed like such a good fucking kitten.
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