No Choice

by Steele, C. M.

  “Look, babe, I got your picture right here.” He showed her his home screen on his phone. She blushed and got all girly. Fucking asshole. He turned at me and smirked.

  “Prick,” I grunted. “Just help them pack.”

  When we finally got out of there, we only had her clothes and her book bag to take with us. The rest of the shit would be sent to the house in Seattle; I called for a pickup and they’d be there tomorrow.

  Chapter 5

  Packing up my room last week with Cam had been a good day. Even though he didn’t feel well, he’d been supportive and helpful. I wasn’t happy about the photo he took and wondered if he did like he said he would and put it in his office. It was an okay photo of me, but his clients and employees were going to see that picture. It didn’t scream the girlfriend of a billionaire, but he was adamant that he was keeping it. I tried to steal it from him in the truck, but all that got me was mind-blowingly kissed. I wanted to stay on his lap, but I knew he was hurting.

  This past week in Seattle had been perfect until the day my parents called.

  “Mother, I’m not going to marry him, so you can forget it. I’ve got a boyfriend already.”

  “I don’t care which college boy you’re dating. George comes from a great family. It’s the least you could do after being so much trouble. If it wasn’t for you, I would’ve gotten more in the divorce.” I tried not to let her lack of love get to me. It was crazy that I even still cared. I wasn’t anything special to her anyway. I was her flesh and blood, but I was nothing but a burden to her and to my father.

  “I’m not going to, and that’s it.”

  “If you don’t at least meet up with him, we’ll not be coming to the graduation.”

  “Good. Then don’t!” I shouted and hung up the phone.

  I was grateful that Vanessa and Tim had taken Cam to the doctor’s office. If he’d heard the call, I’d be in trouble.

  I got in the shower and was going to rush out, but the hot spray felt so good. When I got out of the shower, I was met by my angry boyfriend. Even in his cast, he was on me in a flash. His hand was around my throat, and his eyes were burning in anger.

  “Who the fuck is George?” he roared.

  “George who?” I’d completely forgotten about the call from my mother. Did he have the room bugged or some shit? No, he couldn’t, or he’d already know that I wasn’t interested in my ex.

  “Seriously, you’re going to fucking play that shit with me.”

  “I don’t know where you heard about him, but he’s the past.”

  “The past? Then why did I just have a lovely conversation with your mother about your engagement.” He let go of me with a shove. His look of disgust was worse than his anger.

  “I’m not engaged to anyone.”

  “Well, that’s not what your mother just told me. If her shit was a lie, then who the fuck sent you the flowers last week at your apartment that I asked you about before we left?”

  “I…you’ve got to listen…It’s not what you think…”

  “If you don’t tell me right now, so help me God,” he murmured as he roughly ran his hands through his hair.

  “When I changed my number, I called my mother to give it to her. She must’ve given it to George. He called me and asked me when I was coming home and when we were getting married. I just told him that I didn’t want to talk. I’d been crying and my head was pounding.” I started pacing the floor.

  “He sent the flowers the next day when I was out getting ready, so I couldn’t reject them when they came. I ignored the card and put it in the drawer. They were pretty, so I left them. I called him back and thanked him, but told him I wasn’t coming home and there was no way I was going to marry him. I didn’t know him anymore. I hadn’t seen him since I was sixteen. He was angry and I guess called my mom about it. She called me several times to tell me that I needed to marry him. I kept saying no, but she refused to listen.” I stopped and looked at him and said, “She told me she wasn’t going to come to my graduation if I didn’t agree to marry George.” I couldn’t hide the hurt, so I turned away from him and looked out the window.

  “I don’t know what she said to you, but whatever it was, it must’ve been good enough for you to be willing to believe her over me. I told you I loved you, and I meant it. I’m sorry that I’ve given you doubt. I was going to tell you the truth when you asked about the flowers, but you’d already snapped at me about Jeff. I didn’t want us to fight over nothing.”

  I walked past him after grabbing my clothes and walked into the bathroom. I quickly changed, came out, but I didn’t look at him. I could feel him staring at me from his perch on the bed, but I just grabbed my purse and walked out.

  Fuck. I knew that her mother was lying to me, but I acted like an ass anyway. In the matter of a week, I’d been confronted with her and other men in her personal space. When I thought about the flowers sitting there for days from a supposed fiancé, it made her lie believable. I flew into a jealous rage. I didn’t grab her hard or anything, but I still felt like a fucking prick.

  I didn’t quite cool down because her ass still lied to me. Karma was a fucking bitch, and although it wasn’t instant, I did get it back. I didn’t know where she was going, but I already texted Clint to keep tabs on her and to let me know where she was going. I didn’t think she was going out to meet some guy, but I wanted to make sure she was safe.

  I had come back to the hotel feeling great because I’d be able to get this cast off before graduation, but then I had my bubble fucking burst by her bitch of a mother. I hated the way Natalie had been treated by her parents, and yet my jealous fucking ass believed the bitch. She was on my shit list too. There was already a long list growing since I’d met her.

  I got a text from Clint. She’s at the student union.

  I had a plan. I got dressed in one of my suits as fast as I could, and then got to the student union, praying she was still there. She and Emmy were sitting at the table they always sat at. I took my seat and did what I’d always done when I saw her here. I stared. It didn’t take long for her to look up at me. Despite her anger and hurt, she smiled and shook her head.

  I didn’t look away no matter how many times she put her head back down or Emmy gave a shrug. I thought she’d be on her way over here to junk punch me, but she didn’t. She gave Natalie a hug, then walked my way.

  She reached my table and said calmly, “You both fucked up. Her mother is a manipulative bitch, and it’s made Natalie avoid confrontation unless pushed into it. Forgive her, love her like you want to, and keep her toxic family away from her, and I won’t belt you.” She winked, patted my shoulder, and walked away.

  I walked to her table, and she looked up at me and laughed.

  “I hope you’re not laughing at me.”

  “No, I’m laughing at us.”

  “Are you saying we’re fools?”

  “Yes, big ones. I think this has been one test after another, and we’ve failed miserably.”

  “Well, I’ve learned my lesson. Have you?”

  “Yes, I’d rather have you mad at me than have you look at me with disgust.”

  “I’m sorry, baby. It wasn’t a look of disgust at you, but at me because I wasn’t going to let you go, fiancé or not. But I’ve got a really good way to fix my insane jealousy.”

  “Yes, and how is that?”

  “Forgive me, I cannot kneel,” I said as I took a seat next to her,turning it to face her.

  “I love you and felt like I’d lost you. Now that I know what it’s like to spend every day with you, I can’t imagine my life without you. Will you marry me, Natalie Grace Cromwell?”

  “Yes,” she cried as I slipped the ring on her finger.

  I stood up and kissed her like the first time, and just like the first time, we’d been caught.

  “I know, I know, you’re kissing your fiancée,” the hall-monitor ass advisor said with a grin.

  Chapter 6

  It’d been one hell of a w
eek. 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 da
y.

  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.

  Chapter 7

  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.