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Unthinkable *updated 3/27*

Summary: Seven years, three movies, two people, one story. But before they can get their happily ever after, Sebastian Stan and Camille Solis must learn to trust in each other and in themselves, before allowing the unthinkable to happen.

Warnings: Fluff, Smut, Language, Angst, mental health, WOC lead character

Rating: NC-17 (under 18? GO AWAY)

Author note: Hi! Here is the next installment! I hope you all like it! A lot of fluff and NC-17 xoxo

Chapter 24

Overjoyed

March 2011

Big Sur, CA

“How does it feel to be a married woman?” Sebastian asked with a warm smile, as he took Natalie’s hand in his and wrapped the other around her waist.

Natalie grinned up widely, her eyes gleaming with happiness. “Pretty fucking amazing.”

Sebastian tossed his head and chuckled, pulling her close as they swayed back and forth on the dance floor to the music. The wedding ceremony had been beautiful, the sun had set almost perfectly on them as they took their vowels on top of one of the cliffs surrounding Big Sur. Sam had been walked down the aisle by both of her parents, followed by Natalie being walked down by Camille and their aunt.

“I’m sure Sam will love that answer.” He quipped and glanced over her shoulder, spotting Sam also on the dance floor with an older gentleman- who Sebastian found out was another uncle to Camille and Natalie.

Natalie scoffed. “That better be her answer when people ask her.” And added a wink

“Oh I’m sure it will be.” He stated, gazing back out unto the dance floor. He had been sitting, watching everyone else around him, when he felt Natalie grasped his hand and dragged him to the dance floor. Apparently, Tio Juan had cut in during Natalie and Sam second dance, swooping Sam into his arms as they sashayed around the large dance floor that had been built on the outside grounds of the hotel. This was definitely one of the best weddings he had ever attended. But what really made it special was all the love and support that both families seemed to have for the couple.

“Thanks for coming.” Natalie said sincerely.

Sebastian blinked out of his thoughts to look back down at her. “Thanks for inviting me. I’ve never been this far North before- or at least down this way. Usually I just fly straight through to go see my dad.”

“Yeah, it’s pretty stunning up here.” Natalie mused. “This was the first vacation we took together, so it has sentimental value.”

“Well-it’s fucking beautiful up here. It’s going to be hard leaving tomorrow.” He confessed, his eyes wondering around to nowhere in particular. He was just enjoying the ambiance of the afternoon/night and the people he was surrounded by. So far he had meet a few family members- cousins, aunts, and others in between. He loved the whole experience of it.

“You guys are more than welcome to stay the extra day, Sam’s dad booked us until Monday.” She suggested. “Especially now that Cam doesn’t have to leave until the end of the week.” Giving him a wiggle of her eyebrows.

Sebastian pretended he didn’t understand her innuendo and said with a straight face. “I think Charles has to be back at work by Monday though...”

She narrowed her eyes. “What’d you do? Make a pack to avoid all questions when it comes to the both of you?”

Sebastian gave a coy look. “Maybe.”

Natalie rolled her eyes and sighed in exaggeration. “Anyway- your rooms will still be there if you want them.” Then paused. “She did say she wanted to get a few things done before she left.” Trailing off, then shook her head. “But one day wouldn’t kill her.”

“Yeah, that’s what she told me. I offered for her to drive back down with me, since Charles brought his own car.” As they continued to slow dance. He smiled to himself when he spotted a few young kids running around the dance floor.

“When do you have to fly back to New York?”

“Wednesday.” A hint of disappointment in his voice as he looked back down at her. The awareness that in a few days they would have to go back to their realities. “I wanted to stay longer but I have meetings I can’t miss.” He had wanted to say his goodbyes and even take her to the airport. And that had been the plan-until Camille’s take off day changed. Again.

Natalie rubbed the back of his shoulders in understanding. “If anyone is going get it-is my big sister.” She murmured.

All he could do was smile weakly. How had they gotten to the topic of Camille anyway? He glanced back out toward the rest of the dance floor and spotted more guest on it. His stomach did a flip when his eyes found her. She stood on the other end of the floor, laughing and trying to stay in sync with her dance partner-who happen to be her 10 year old boy cousin. He heard her giggles when the young boy, twirled her around. Sebastian could only smile.

“How is our girl doing?” He heard Natalie ask, breaking him out of his daze.

Sebastian jerked his head away from Camille and peered back down with a shy smile. It was a good feeling to have Natalie’s support and trust when it came to her sister. Especially knowing how close they were. “In regards to her anxiety about her trip?” Natalie only nodded. He let out a low breath. “I really don’t think she’s had the time to truly think about it.” He answered honestly. “But I also made her promise me to try and not think about it for today.”

Natalie snorted. “How in the world did you convince her to do that?” He cleared his throat and averted his eyes, watching the people around him, pretty sure his cheeks were bright red. That got a snicker out of Natalie. “Ah…I see.” She said in a taunting voice. Her face turned solemn. “I’m just giving you shit. I’m just glad she has someone like you looking out for her and that you two finally stopped this game of going back and forth with each other.” She added, tossing her back dramatically for full affect.

“You should’ve have been an actress.” He mocked, trying his best to not laugh.

Natalie opened her mouth, but shut it when a couple strutted and stopped next to them. They both turned to find Camille in the arms of the Tio Juan that had been dancing with Sam a few minutes ago. Sebastian’s lips tugged upward at the sight of Camille. She had a huge grin on her face, but her eyes told another story.

“Es mi turno bailar con mi otra sobrina.” Tio Juan stated.

“You heard the man.” Camille stated with a silly face.

“What did he just say?” Sebastian asked curiously.

“We’re switching partners.” Natalie translated. “Seb-be aware-Tio Juan likes to lead.” She added with a somber look.

Sebastian’s eyes widen as he looked between both sisters. Natalie looked dead serious, but Camille snickered. “Will you stop?” Camille said to Natalie. “She’s joking.” she added and gave Sebastian a scrunch of her nose.

“Que pasa?”

“Nada Tio.” Camille answered in Spanish. “Vamos a cambiar.”

Sebastian was able to figure out what was happening, when Camille let go of her uncle at the same time Natalie let go of Sebastian. Tio Juan pressed a sweet kiss on Camille’s forehead with a loving look before Natalie took her spot. Sebastian watched the exchanged and couldn’t help but smile.

“Gracias Mija.” Tio Juan said in Spanish then grinned at Natalie. “Es to turno.” Tio Juan then looked back at Sebastian and pointed a finger. “Cuidame la.”

Sebastian blinked in surprise when he realized he was talking to him. But nodded with a small smile, understanding him.

Natalie took her Tio’s hand and gave Sebastian a meaningful look. “No te preocupes, el la cuida.” And without saying another word, the two disappeared into the mist of people.

“Don’t mind him.” Camille started, taking a step closer to him. “He’s had a few beers.” Her eyes luminous as she reached for his hand. “You should wrap your arms around me.” She whispered, pushing herself on her tippy toes.

“Is that an order?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes.” She deadpanned.

Chuckling lowly, he effortlessly wrapped an arm around the slim of her waist at the same time the music changed. Recognizing Stevie Wonder’s “Overjoyed” over the loud speakers as his palm rested deftly on her bare back. He pressed her close into him. He heard her exhale softly as he peered back down with soft eyes. “Hi.” He whispered, as if he was seeing her for the first time.

“Hola Ojos Azules.” She murmured in Spanish at the same time she slid one arm around his neck.

Without taking his eyes off her, he tangled his free hand with hers and brought it up close to his chest, as they slowly swayed to Stevie Wonder’s voice:

Over time, I’ve been building

My castle of love

Just for two, though you never

Knew you were my reason

I’ve gone much too far for you…

This was their first private moment since the morning. She had been running back and forth helping and hosting family and friends, they hadn’t had a chance to really be alone or talk. But now things were settling and calming down that the ceremony was over. All day his mind kept dazing off into their moments from the night before and morning. It still felt a bit surreal. Even though, he had made her promise to put those thoughts of the future on hold, he couldn’t help but think of the uncertainties of what was going to happen after this week.

He jerked his head at the sound of Natalie’s laughter a few feet away. “I thought Sam was dancing with your uncle?” he asked, meeting Camille’s gaze.

“She was. But that little wench passed him along to me.” Camille answered. “I was perfectly fine dancing with Rene, although he kept stepping on my toes.” She added with a slight shrug.

Sebastian laughed quietly as his knuckles grazed her soft back. She hadn’t been kidding about the backless dress. He was sure his jaw had dropped as he watched her walk down the aisle in a long form fitting blue pastel dress, with an open back, curls pulled up in a fancy hairdo, neck and back completely exposed. His eyes couldn’t seem to look away. He just continued to search her face, trying to engrave her features into his brain.

His heart thumped loudly- he was sure she could hear it over the music. He felt lightheaded and his mouth was dry all of a sudden. Fuck. Fuck. He had been trying to push the feeling away for months now. But he couldn’t deny it any longer-at least not to himself.

He fallen. He fallen in love with Camille Solis.

“Sebastian?”

He tried to swallow, but that was hard at the moment. Giving a slight shake of his head, he blinked. “Hmm?”

“You okay?” she whispered worriedly, as he felt her fingertips stroke the nape of his neck.

Licking his dry lips, he gave a slight nod, his knuckles softly drawing small circles on her back. He couldn’t tell her. At least not right at this moment. She had so much going on already…and deep down he was truly afraid of her reaction. Everything was still fresh after her broken engagement. Even if they had slept together. Sebastian knew better than to push. Because a tiny part of him was also terrified of falling for someone else so quickly after his break-up.

“Seb?” He heard her repeat, with a slight tilt of her head.

He cleared his throat and pressed his forehead lightly to hers. “I was just thinking how I haven’t gotten the chance to kiss you all day.” He murmured and smiled when he saw the look that passed through her eyes. “Don’t worry dragoste-I don’t plan on doing it in front of all these people.” He teased with an eyebrow wiggle.

She scowled playfully at him, as they continued to move to the music. “Chistoso.” She said dryly.

“I am pretty funny.” Sebastian agreed, but his eyes couldn’t stop studying her face. He loved the way her eyes would gleam in playfulness when she was teasing him. Or the way her lips would curl up into a small pout when she was concentrating.

“You’re starring again.” Camille indicated. “And this time I’m not naked.” She added innocently, nibbling on her bottom lip.

He suppressed his groan and shut his eyes for a split moment. “That’s not fair Camille.”

“What isn’t fair?”

He decided to play along. “Now all I picture is a naked you.” Licking his lower lip deliberately.

“Sounds like a personal problem Stan.” She quipped, not missing a beat and trailing her finger up and down the back of his neck.

He felt a slight shiver run down his spine at her touch. Before he could take another shot, they both turned to the commotion on their left- which was a little boy (maybe 5 years old) squealing as he was being chased down by her mother who was holding on to another child in her arms. Camille stifled her laughter and turned to look back at him. He looked wide eyed at her.

“That would be my cousin Carolina chasing her 5 year-Javier- and the one in her arms is Olivia who just turned one." Camille explained with a shake of her head.

“They must be a handful.”

“Oh- they are. But they are so cute its okay.” Camille agreed and turned to look back at her cousin who had disappeared back into the hotel with both of her children.

When she turned back at him, Sebastian was watching her intently. “You look beautiful.” He blurted out without thinking, his cheeks hot. She raised her eyebrows in surprise. “Just... in case I hadn't mentioned it today.” He added nervously with a chuckle, as his hand slipped to the dip of her back

There was no one else but them- at least that’s how Sebastian felt. Not able to tear his eyes away from her.

Her brown eyes soften at the compliment. "Thank you." she whispered back timidly.

This was different. Before when he would complemented, it was done in a teasing way. In a way for them to still joke about it afterwards as to not cross that line. But that line was crossed now, and all of this was new territory for them. He also realized they were still dancing to Stevie Wonder's voice:

And though you don't believe That they do They do come true For did my dreams Come true when I looked at you And maybe too, if you Would believe You too might be Overjoyed, over loved, over me

As the song finally came to an end, they stopped moving, but neither one made an effort to let go of each other. Camille was the one to break their trance when the music changed to an upbeat tempo, she dropped her arm from around his neck and smiled sadly. “We should probably get off the dance floor before we get trampled by the little ones.”

He chuckled, letting go of her waist, and followed after her. They made their way through the swarm of people and toward their table, before they had the chance to sit, Camille’s aunt came rushing toward her.

“Que paso?” Camille asked in a concern voice.

Her aunt spoke too quickly for Sebastian to truly understand what was said.

“Okay, Tia Yolanda, no te preocupes.” He heard Camille respond in a calming voice.

He had been introduced to Tia Yolanda the night before during the rehearsal dinner and he would be lying if he said he hadn’t been a little nervous, but she had been as sweet and nice as he expected her to be. Camille had teased the reason for it was that she was too preoccupied with everything else happening this weekend to really grill him with questions.

Sebastian had come to the conclusion that Camille was right.

Tia Yolanda heard her name and without saying another word she left them again. Camille turned to look back at him, reaching for his elbow. “C’mon.”

“Where are you taking me?” he asked with a suspicious look.

Giving him a sly smile she responded. “She’s freaking out because she claims we need more wine out here and it’s not being brought out fast enough. Carolina was supposed to be bring more bottles up from the wine cellar but obviously got distracted by Olivia.” She explained, leading them toward the inside of the hotel and into the second reception room. “So I offered to go down there and grab them and you’re coming down to help.” She added in a coy voice.

Sebastian scoffed. “Whoa- I never agreed to this.” but reached for her hand and gave it a squeeze as she continued to lead away from the party. His heart raced a little bit faster at the possibility of getting a private moment with her. She scowled over her shoulder at him but Sebastian only winked back. He had the urge to reach out and wrap his arms around her waist and plant kisses along the side of her neck, but resisted.

“Cam!! Oh good!” Came an exasperated voice.

At the sound of her name, Sebastian let go of her hand and came to halt at the same time Camille did. It was one thing for them to show any kind of physical contact when they were alone, but it was something totally different to do it around other people-especially her family. Especially when they hadn’t discussed anything yet.

“Can you do me a huge favor? And watch Olivia for a bit while I go down to the cellar to get the rest of the wine bottles?” Carolina (the cousin) asked in a rushed tone, holding the one year old- Olivia on one hip.

“Don’t worry, I was just about to go down there.” Camille answered, gently poking on Olivia’s belly to make her giggle.

Sebastian smiled, as the little girl took the bottle of milk out of her mouth to give Camille a toothless smile. She looked just like her mother, with her dark hair that sat in two separate pigtails on the top of head and a cute little pastel blue dress.

“Let me do it. I do not want to hear Tia later on tonight or tomorrow.” She said with a roll of her eyes as she bounced Olivia. “She’s already gotten on to me about- every little thing today.” She muttered. She looked back at her daughter and smiled affectionately. “You want to go with Ti-Ti for a bit?”

“Ti-Ti!!” An excited Oliva squealed and stretched out her tiny arms to Camille, the baby bottle in one hand.

Sebastian knew there was no way Camille was going to say no to that face. “C’mere Liv.” He heard Camille say in a sweet voice as she reached out and took Olivia from Carolina.

Carolina grinned widely and leaned in to kiss her daughter on the cheek. “Mami will be back.” She promised and disappeared before Camille had another chance to say a word.

Sebastian couldn’t help but chortle lowly at the realization that maybe what Carolina wanted was a break from running around after a one year old.

“No, no, no mas!” Olivia kept repeating and as she shoved her almost empty bottle in Camille’s face.

Without hesitation or annoyance, Camille took the milk bottle out of the little small hands and finally turned to Sebastian with a humorous smile. “Want to help me babysit for a little while?”

Sebastian peered over at the little girl and his smile grew bigger. “Why not?”

Camille grinned broadly at him, then leaned in and pressed loud kisses onto Olivia’s chubby cheeks. The little girl squealed in laughter. “Let’s go find a table for us to sit.” She stated and Sebastian followed. Sitting at an empty table, Camille placed Olivia’s bottle down before settling the little girl on her lap to kiss the top of her head.

“So...are you going to explain the nickname?” Sebastian asked with a smirk. He was intrigued by this side of Camille. He had seen so much of her already, but he wanted to know more.

“Ah I was hoping you wouldn’t catch that.” She confessed as Olivia took both of Camille’s hands in hers and played with her fingers. “She can’t say Tia Camille yet. So she calls me Ti-Ti-“

The little girl raised her head and smiled innocently at Camille. “Mi Ti-Ti!!”

Camille tossed her head back and laughed, then peered back down. “Olivia? Can you say ‘hi’ to Sebastian?”

“Mia Ti-Ti!!” She watched Sebastian shyly, then squirmed in Camille’s lap clumsily maneuvering her little body around to wrap her arms tightly around Camille’s neck, ignoring what Camille had just asked.

Camille rolled her eyes and snorted playfully. “Stop trying to act all shy.”

Sebastian ran a hand nervously through his hair. “I don’t think she likes me...”

Camille covered her own arms around Olivia to keep her from falling over, but smiled over at Sebastian. “That’s not true. Livy just likes to tell everyone I’m hers.” She explained and turned her attention back to Olivia, making funny faces. Olivia squealed in delight and brought her hands up to Camille’s face, squeezing her cheeks with those tiny fingers.

“Hmm.” Sebastian mused with a half smirk.

“What?” Camille asked with a raised eyebrow, peering at him from the top of Olivia’s head.

“I would go around telling people you were mine too.” He teased with a wink.

“Smooth.” She answered with a roll of her eyes. Sebastian only wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. “Ouch!” she cried out in pretend as Olivia pinched Camille’s cheeks. “Eso duele mami.” Camille explained softly. “Mejor dame besitos.”

Sebastian sat and watched the interaction, unable to keep the smile away from his face. It was obvious this little girl adored her aunt.

Olivia let go of Camille’s cheeks and wrapped her arm back around her neck before she leaned in and pecked Camille on the side of her face.

“Besitos Ti-Ti!!” The one year old cried out and pressed another kiss on Camille’s face.

He heard Camille giggle along before she leaned in and planted small kisses along Olivia’s chubby cheeks. The little hands tried to push Camille’s face away as she shook her head side to side with glees of laughter. Olivia was filled with pure innocence and love. And it was clear, Camille loved her as much as her niece did.

He was startled when he felt a little hand grasp at his sport coat. He turned and found both Olivia and Camille eyeing him. Camille with a complacent look and Olivia with curiosity. He looked between them uneasily.

“Ti-Ti?” Olivia whispered to her aunt.

Letting out a short laugh, Camille answered kindly. “No. That’s Sebastian.” Then looked back up at him. “She also likes to call everyone that.” They both turned back to the toddler, who now had her full attention on Sebastian. “Weren’t you just ignoring him a few minutes ago silly?” Camille jokingly asked.

But Olivia wasn’t paying attention to her Tia anymore. Instead she stretched her arms out toward Sebastian with a huge grin. “Tan!” Olivia blurted, her little fingers tugging on the collar of Sebastian’s shirt. “Tan!” she repeated eagerly.

The adults glanced and each other and burst into laughter. “I think she’s trying to say your name.” Camille indicated as Olivia tried her best to squirm out of her arms. “Mami, you don’t want me to hold you anymore?” she asked, trying her best to distract her away from Sebastian. He chuckled and Camille gave him a sheepish look. “You don’t have to hold her.”

Sebastian raised an eyebrow. “Why? You afraid I’ll drop her?” he teased.

“No, you dork.”

He raised both eyebrows expectantly. “You’re afraid she’ll like me better?” He pushed.

Letting out a gasp, she exclaimed. “Impossible!” Sticking her tongue out at him, then turning back to her niece. “You love me right Liv?” A small whiny cry left Olivia’s mouth as she struggled to break from Camille to get on Sebastian’s lap. She feign a hurt look as she glanced back at the little girl. “Traidora.”

Sebastian snorted and shook his head. “She’s one, Camille.” He reminded and stretched his arms out. Unwrapping her arms, Sebastian watched as Olivia literally jumped into his and enclosed them around his neck. He was startled by the move, but chuckled as he met Camille’s eyes.

Olivia was clearly curious about this new person, because she quickly brought her little hands up to Sebastian’s clean shaven face, he swiftly threw an arm around the little girl’s waist to hold her steady. Olivia giggled. “Tan!!”

He smiled softly at the little human in his arms and at the same time he heard Camille snicker next to him. He side eyed her with a playful glare. It was only for a second- because Olivia tugged at his face with both hands, her small palms rubbing his face inquisitively. He chuckled again. “Yeah, I decided to shave today. What do you think?” he asked in a conversational tone. Olivia just smiled, but her little fingers trailed along his jaw, repeating the version of his name she had decided on.

“He does have a nice jawline.” He heard Camille quipped with a raised eyebrow before she ran a forefinger right along where Olivia had. He felt his cheeks quickly burn at her comment and action at the same time Oliva’s hands dropped to her side. Camille chewed on her lower lip, as if waiting for him to come back with a sassy remark-he didn’t. He wasn’t sure of what to say. “Why Mr. Stan, I believe you’re blushing.” She teased, giving his thigh a squeeze.

“Tan, no, no!!” Olivia cried, breaking them out of their trance. Her little hands were back on his face and she forcibly got him to look at her. Sebastian pretended to be scared as his eyes grew wide at her command. He did his best to keep from laughing when she placed her hands over his eyes.

He gasped. “What? Olivia no! I can’t see now!”

He heard the squeals, but she continued to keep his eyes covered (or as much as she could with her little hands). Camille snickered next to him. “No, no no, no! Ti-Ti mine!” she cried. Sebastian still able to see through his covered eyes as she pouted and shook her head furiously.

“Ooh, not even two years old and already bilingual.” Sebastian stated in admiration.

“Of course.” Camille huffed.

Olivia finally dropped her hands from his eyes, but still pouted. Gingerly, he patted her small back. “Don’t worry- I would never try to steal her away from you.” He assured the little girl, even though he was pretty sure she didn’t truly understand. “I’m only borrowing her for a few days.” He added, peering back at Camille with a smug look. She scrunched up her nose at him.

“Mine Ti-Ti!! Mine Tan!!!” Olivia declared, oblivious to the flirtation that was going in front of her. She extended her little arms toward Camille. “Mio!!” she stated proudly, her fingers gripping onto her aunt’s shoulder. “Mas besitos!!! Ti-Ti mas!” The little girl commanded.

“Mas?” Camille asked in a disbelief tone, her eyes wide as she looked back at Olivia. “She wants more kisses.” She informed Sebastian with a solemn face.

“Oh yeah?” Sebastian asked slowly. He placed both arms securely around the small of her back and waist, then looked back at Olivia. “Ready?” She looked curiously at him, then let out a tiny gasp when he pushed himself up from his seat and swiftly tilted her in the direction of Camille- almost like a see-saw-only for a split second, before he pulled her back towards his body. Her innocent laughter filled his ears when she gathered this was fun. Olivia’s sweet face looked at him expectantly. “Don’t miss this time!” he told her. He did it again-long enough for Camille to lean in and turn her cheek in Olivia’s direction. The little girl planted a kiss, then squealed when Sebastian pulled her back.

“Besitos para Olivia!” Camille exclaimed, when he did the same motion again. “Muaw!!” She cried out, this time planting a kiss on Olivia’s face. He did the motion a few more times, every time Camille pretended to let out a gasp in surprise.

This went on for a couple of minutes, until he felt his arms began to ache a bit. He stopped. “Okay, give me a second.” He said through his laughter. “I’m not young like you Olivia.” He joked and rolled his shoulders back to try and relax them. After a few moments he was ready to continue, but it seemed Olivia had other plans.

“Tan besitos Ti-Ti!” she exclaimed gleefully.

Camille narrowed her eyes suspiciously at her niece. “Did Tia Nat put you up to this?” she kidded.

“Camille!” Sebastian cried out with a roll of his eyes and a chuckle. Her questions ridiculous, yet hilarious.

“What? I wouldn’t put anything past her!”

Olivia was obviously and tugged on Sebastian’s chin. “Besitos palla Ti-Ti!!” she exclaimed.

Sebastian looked back up at Camille with a tickled look. “You heard the lady- kisses for Ti-Ti.” She tried to hide the smile, but it was no use, Sebastian caught it. He peered back down at Olivia who seemed to be waiting eagerly. He smiled. “Ready?” Olivia smiled widely. “One…two…” Sebastian counted slowly. “Three!” Tilting her and himself toward Camille, as both of them pecked her on the cheek, making loud kissy noises in the process.

“Muaw!!” Olivia mimicked, before falling into a fit of giggles.

“You know you’ve created a monster right?” Camille stated in a bemused tone.

“Oh I know.” Sebastian grinned broadly. “But at least she’s a cute monster.”

***

“Go take care of your wife!” Camille heard Natalie good-humoredly yell after- Carlos-their cousin (in-law) as they walked back outside from the bar, toward the rest of the group, at a nearby table.

Carlos glared as he walked backward in the direction of the French doors leading back to inside the hotel. He pointed a finger in Camille and Natalie’s direction. “For the record- I would have won!”

Camille snickered into her wine glass and eyed Natalie, fighting the urge to roll her eyes at the scene in front before her. This always seemed to happen when the Solis’ sisters got together with their cousins. The reception had come to an end, and most of the older family members and friends had gone back to their perspective rooms/suites-except of course for Camille and Natalie’s cousins (most of them- the same age as both them).

“Only because you cheated!” Natalie accused.

Carlos came to a halt before he stepped inside of the French doors and scoffed. “Oh that’s bullshit. You can’t cheat in Loteria!”

“This is why I don’t like playing with you two.” Camille muttered with a shake of head and walked back to the table where Sam and Sebastian sat. It never failed, someone always ended up bickering when they all go let together and played card games or Loteria.

“This is why I don’t play with you.” Carlos mocked with a face. “You’re just mad because you never win.” He tormented.

“I’m not the one making excuses to leave.” She retorted and stuck her tongue out.

“Es tu prima!” Carlos reminded in Spanish, taking another step backwards. Carlos was Olivia’s father-Carolina’s husband.

“Oh c’mon, you know she’s passed out already.” Natalie said, plopping down next to Samantha.

Camille nodded knowingly and stood behind Sebastian’s chair, distractingly reaching over his shoulder to grab the last piece of fruit on his plate. He tilted his chin and creased his eyebrows, eyes glazed. He was a bit tipsy. She was a bit tipsy too. In reality, everyone around the table was. She blinked a few times and frowned when she realized- almost everyone had left now. At some point there had been up to 10 of them playing.

Then again, it was past 2 in the morning and in did make sense everyone had gone to bed. Funny enough, the last ones hanging around at the moment, we’re the same ones who always went to bed last at family gatherings. Usually, Carolina would be the one to outlast her husband. But they seemed to have switched places for the night.

Carlos waved dismissively. “I don’t need to continue to listen to this abuse. I’m going to go check on my lovely wife.” He placed his full attention on to Sebastian with a slight nod. “It was nice meeting you. Thanks for taking care of my little girl earlier.” Sebastian nodded back with a half-smile. Carlos turned back to the 3 girls. “I’ll see you sore losers tomorrow.” He mocked and promptly disappeared from their sight, his laughter echoing behind him.

“That little shit.” Sam muttered.

“You know he’s going to be talking about this for months.” Camille stated and moved from behind Sebastian’s chair toward her own, but came to a halt when she felt Sebastian’s fingers clasped her wrist. She peered down at him and raised a suspicious eyebrow. “Excuse me sir, but can I help you with something?” She joked, her skin almost tingling at his touch. Sebastian brought his bottom lip between his lips and gave her a once over. “Sebastian…” Camille warned nervously. He pretended to not hear as he tugged her body toward him. She glanced between her sister and Sam, who were picking up the Loteria cards around the table.

“I’m not doing anything dragoste.” He mumbled with a half smirk as him thumb stroked the inside of her wrist.

He looked so handsome just sitting there, white dress shirt, tie undone, his hair messy from the many times he ran his fingers through it. She swallowed the lump in her throat when she thought about the possibility of seeing him naked again. But what if he didn’t want to see her naked again? What if last night was just a one-time thing and she was just getting her hopes up? This was her anxiety talking. Deep down she knew this, but insecurities still seeped through.

“Cam?”

She jolted out of her thoughts and met his gaze, those blue eyes looked even more luminous against the lanterns hanging from the trees. “Hmm?” Realizing he was still holding on to her hand.

“Stop overthinking.” He ordered gently with a knowing smile and dropped her hand to give her hip a light squeeze, the glaze look gone from his eyes.

Why did he have to be so damn good looking? Even at fucking two o’clock in the morning?

Without thinking twice, she took his chin between her thumb and forefinger and gave it a gently caress. He blinked in surprise. All night they had avoided touching, mostly to drive Charles crazy. But Charles was not around anymore. He had over done the wine drinking and had to be carried back to his room with the help of Sebastian about an hour before. It had been pretty entertaining to watch.

“And then there were four.” Sam stated lightly as she passed Natalie the rest of the cards in her side of the table.

Sebastian snickered. “There would have been five if Charles had been able to hold his wine.” Then distractingly, moved his arm up and around Camille’s waist, tugging her to him. She pressed one hand on to his shoulder for balance and then instinctively slid unto his lap, half of her back pressed against the front of his chest.

She dropped the arm on his shoulder around his neck and gave him a devious smile as she withered her ass in his lap to get more comfortable. She heard him inhale and Camille smiled smugly to herself. “I am overthinking now?” She literally breathed into his ear.

He glowered up at her. But before he had the chance to answer, they heard Sam snort. They both turned as she pushed herself up from the chair and eyed them with a smile.

Right, fuck- they weren’t alone...

Camille made the move to get up, but Sam shook her head and waved a dismissive hand. “Honey, it’s just us out here.”

Natalie was busy picking up her shoes from the end of the table, she didn’t notice until she stood up straight and smirked. “Ha! I knew you were waiting until Charles disappeared.” Then walked toward her new wife to place a sweet kiss on her cheek. “I’ll go get us that bottle to take to our room.” She said in a coy voice and made her way back to the bar.

Camille’s lips curled up at the couple. She couldn’t be happier for her sister. She knew this was a new chapter for her and Camille couldn’t wait to see what was in store for them. Any other couple would have probably gone straight to their honeymoon suite after the reception, but not her sister and Sam. They were always down for partying- mostly because they didn’t do it often. She jerked faintly when she felt Sebastian’s palm slid up her bare back.

“Grab two!” Sam yelled after Natalie. “Babe?” then let out a large sigh and strutted in the direction of the still open bar.

Once they were both out of sight, Camille turned her head toward Sebastian with a cocky look. He narrowed his eyes at the same time he slipped his arms comfortably around her waist and rested his hands on her belly. Then lifted his head just enough for their noses to touch.

“Vixen.” He teased with that sexy little look that made her insides heat up.

She dropped her jaw and pretended to be insulted yet placed her hands over his to trail her perfect manicured nail along one arm. “I have no idea what you’re talking about-.” But wasn’t able to finish her sentence as he brushed his lips softly against hers. She closed her eyes and moaned into his mouth in wonder and contentment. She broke from his lips. “What if they come back?” she asked stupidly.

He snorted. “Darlin, you’re the one that sat on my lap.” Then added. “Besides you heard Sam- it’s just us out here.” Planting a light kiss on the side of her face. “I’ve been wanting to do that since this morning.” He confessed and took her lips again, easing his tongue into her warm mouth.

She whimpered when his tongue licked the inside of her bottom lip. She felt dizzy and lightheaded all at the same time, she was sure part of it had to do with the amount of wine she had consumed, but the other reason had to be because of his kisses and words. He unhurriedly pulled away from her lips long enough to trail small kisses along her jaw, then down the side of her neck, stopping right at the nape of her neck. She shivered when his teeth nibbled along the skin there. “Okay…if you say so.” She whispered.

“I say so.” Sebastian stated in a serious tone. “Mmm, you smell good.” He whispered and gave her waist a gently squeeze. Then continued to kiss along the back of her neck.

She involuntarily pressed her back more into him, and tilted her head just enough for his mouth to have better access of her neck. She shuddered again and gasped at how good it felt to have his lips back on her skin. “I-I think- it’s time for me to go to bed.” She stumbled.

“Okay.” Sebastian said, his mouth now on the top of her bare shoulder.

“And I think you should come with me.” Camille suggested. Hoping she sounded more confident than she felt at the offer.

His kisses came to a halt at her words. “Yeah?” He asked, lifting his head to meet her gaze, a shy grin on his features.

“Yeah.” Camille repeated with her own timid smile. Her heart thumped loudly in her chest with elation at the chance to be alone with him again. “Unless you don’t want to-.” She added quickly.

“Camille- I want to.” He interrupted softly. “Lead the way baby.” He said and dropped his hands from around her waist as if to let her know, she was in control.

She bit down on her lip and pushed herself off his lap, then turned to face him, tangling her fingers with his. He raised a coy eyebrow and did the same. Once they were both standing, Sebastian stood behind her and swiftly enveloped his arms back around her, deftly resting his chin on top of her shoulder. She draped her arms over his, unable to control the warm feeling all the way down her toes. Her smile froze. “What are you going to tell Charles?”

Chuckling into her ear, he gave her a squeeze. “Trust me-he won’t even notice. He got so drunk tonight he’ll miss breakfast later.” He said knowingly, then sucked gently on the side of her neck. She giggled at his reasoning, but it quickly turned to a low whine when his teeth nipped along her collar.

“We’re you two really going to sneak away without saying good night?” Natalie demanded. In unison they turned their head in the direction of the voice. Her sister was playfully glaring back at them, with a hand on her hip and the other holding a bottle of champagne. “Well?”

Sebastian dropped his arms from around Camille’s waist. “We figured you two had already left for your room.” He defended with a sheepish look.

Camille rolled her eyes at her sister’s dramatization and reached for Sebastian’s arm. “Shouldn’t you be taking care of your new wife? Instead of butting in to other people’s business?” She asked, making a face.

“Ay- so cranky.” Natalie mocked, sticking her tongue out. “And where do you think I’m heading to? I just had good manners to say buenas noches.”

Camille could have sworn she heard Sebastian snicker behind her. She ignored it. “I swear you’re so fucking melodramatic.” She mumbled, letting go of Sebastian’s arm and moseyed over to Natalie, giving her a quick peck on the cheek. “Good night. Don’t drink both bottles of champagne.” Camille warned with a look, the big sister gene coming out. Without waiting for a response she took a step back and walked to Sebastian.

“Okay, okay! I’m going to bed.” Natalie announced, completely ignoring Camille’s warning. “I can only mess with you two for so long.” She divulged with a wink.

Camille gave her a dirty look, feeling Sebastian clutch softly on one side of her hip. “You’re so annoying.” She uttered reaching for his arm blindly as he shifted behind her again. “I’m going to bed.” Echoing her sister’s words from a few moments before.

He pressed himself up against her back once more and breathed softly against her ear. She tugged at the hand resting on her hip and slowly took a few steps toward the French doors that lead toward their rooms, Sebastian following in toe. “She won’t even remember this conversation later.” Camille stated over her shoulder, letting go of his hand.

“Yes I will.” Natalie shot, walking in front of them.

“No she won’t.” Camille mouthed to Sebastian once they stepped inside coming to a halt when they reached the bottom of the stairs. “Do you need me to walk you up to your room?” Camille half-teased.

“You’re so funny.” Natalie deadpanned. “I’ll be fine.” Then turned to Sebastian giving him a doubtful look, then huffed. “Oh yea-‘you’re going to bed.’” using her fingers as air quotes at the same time she stepped onto the stairs.

“Don’t miss steps.” Sebastian added with a slight smirk, trying to derail the conversation off them. Camille nodded in agreement and took a small step in the direction of her room. She knew Natalie was drunk and this discussion would go on for hours if she let it.

“Ha-ha.” Natalie taunted after them.

Camille watched from the corner of her eye as he leaned in to press a light kiss on Natalie’s cheek. Then pranced back over to Camille, wrapping his arms around her body, as they continued to take small steps away from Natalie. Camille intuitively draped her arms around his when he moved them right below her torso. “Seriously- be careful going up the steps.” He repeated with a smile and a wink, then nuzzled his nose into the hollow of Camille’s neck.

She really needed her sister to be done with the chit chat, so she and Sebastian could go hibernate in her room. Her belly ached to feel and touch more of him. Jesus, she couldn’t remember the last time she felt like a horny teenager.

“You’re welcome for the condoms!” Natalie called after them, and hurriedly turned and strutted up the stairs.

“Natalie!!” Camille yelped. But when she looked back to Sebastian, he had the hugest grin plastered on his face, his eyes dancing with mischief. “It’s not funny!” she protested, trying to keep the smile away from her own face then glanced back to the stairs to find Natalie already gone. She turned back to Sebastian and pretended to scowl, but she knew it was hopeless. Instead she continued to lead the way to her room, Sebastian still wrapped around her, every few moments she would have to come to a halt with a fit giggles when he nuzzled his nose or full face into the hollow of her neck. This went on until they reached the door of her suite.

She couldn’t stop smiling. She was happy. Sebastian made her happy.

This whole day had been filled with it. Love and happiness- and Camille was thankful she got to share it with Sebastian. She was unsure of what came next, but she would remember this weekend with fond memories. Taking his advice about not over thinking the day also helped- but she wasn’t going to admit that to him. At least not any time soon. It would totally ruin their dynamic... at least that’s what she kept telling herself. She smirked.

“Cam?” She heard him whisper behind her, his lips and teeth nibbling on her earlobe. She jerked in surprise, but turned her face to him. “You sure you want me to stay?” Sebastian asked warily.

Grinning broadly, she pressed her body closer into his and captured his lips with hers in a sweet gently kiss. “Yes.” She answered, reaching one arm up to let her fingers caressed the back of his head. He gripped onto her waist tighter as the kiss deepened. They needed to get inside. Hesitantly Camille broke the kiss. “The k-key...” Her thoughts foggy.

Fuck. Where was the key card?

Sebastian chuckled dryly and let go of her waist. “It’s a good thing I’m around.” He stated in a sassy tone, and brought his hand up to show her the key card. She opened her mouth and he winked. “You've left it on the table, I figured you would need it.” He added then swiped the card to get the door unlocked. She scrunched up her nose, and he just leaned in and pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose as if it was second nature.

Camille was glad he was still holding on to her, or she probably would have melted into the floor at the sweet gesture. After she composed herself, she raised a keen eyebrow. “You still got to open the door silly.” Sticking her tongue out playfully.

He pretend to glower as he pushed the door open with his foot. “You know, that tongue is going to get you in trouble one day.” He mused as they both stepped into the suite. He took a step back from her and flipped the light on behind him. She gave him a cheeky smile before she strutted toward the love seat a few feet away. She turned and sat on the arm of the couch. Sebastian locked the door behind him and squinted his eyes as he made his way toward her. “Unless of course you want to get in trouble?” Stepping between her legs.

Licking her lips, she tried her best to keep a straight face, but her heart beat fast within her chest. “Me? Never.” Feigning a look of innocence, which she knew Sebastian was not falling for.

He tilted his head to one side and eyed her. “Hmmph.”

“You don’t believe me?” she asked, biting the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling.

“Not even close.” He responded without missing a beat, then wrapped one arm back around her waist, gently tugging her closer to his body. She kept her stance and didn’t let her face falter for the next few moments. The tone of his voice soften as he spoke. “Did I mention how beautiful you look?” Leaning in to plant a kiss on her soft cheek.

A small sigh left her lips as he cupped her face with his free hand. “Yeah, you did, but it’s always nice to hear again.” She whispered truthfully. The butterflies in her belly fluttering like crazy-like the night before. She tried to swallow when his thumb outlined her bottom lip. The chemistry between them undeniable. Now that they had finally been together, the attraction was even more intense. Camille had really thought if she ever did have sex with Sebastian it would help with the sexual tension, but it had done the opposite.

“Good.” Sebastian reaffirmed. “Because you deserve to hear it.” His thumb still stroked back and forth on her bottom lip. On reflex Camille nipped on the tip of his thumb once he moved it to the middle of her lips. She glanced back up at him through her lashes and his nose flared. “God damn Camille.” He grunted, his usual soft blue eyes, almost dark.

She batted her eyelashes innocently then clasped her fingers around his wrist, tugging his thumb more into her mouth and let her tongue swipe around it, her gaze not wavering. His jaw twitched and that only fueled her need to continue teasing. Her tongue flicked back and forth on his thumb before she sucked gently, a low moan fleeing her lips at the same time. With his thumb still in her mouth, he tugged her a bit rough toward him, his dazzling eyes never leaving her face.

The butterflies she has felt a few moments ago, dissipated into a hot burning sensation all the way down to her toes with every suck her lips made. Camille needed Sebastian. Her body literally ached for his touch and kisses. She had never had this type of reaction to another human being.

As her lips continued to suck gently on his thumb, Sebastian took the opportunity to grip smoothly along the bottom of her chin with the rest of his fingers and licked his dry lips. Giving him a wicked look, Camille flicked her tongue one more time before she pulled away. Sebastian’s gritted his teeth, but before he could say a single word, she glided her arms around his neck and kissed him with everything she had. His fingertips gripped firmly on both sides of her hip. A small sigh left her lips before he sneaked his tongue into her mouth. She gasped in shock when his fingertips slid up her bare back and gripped her neck firmly. She broke from the kiss and he took the opportunity to yank back softly, so he mouth had full access to her neck.

Camille’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as his lips sucked where her neck and shoulders met. As he continued his attack, she recklessly began to undo the buttons on his dress shirt. Once she had them all undone, she pushed the material off his shoulder. As if reading her mind, Sebastian shook the shirt completely off, while his mouth sucked on her warm skin. Her fingers clutched around his arm when his lips nipped on her collarbone.

“You know, this is a pretty dress but I really think it needs to come off. I don’t want to ruin it.” Sebastian declared as he angled his mouth back to hers for a long and needy kiss. A kiss that had their teeth colliding against each other, and had their tongues fighting for dominance. He glided his hands down toward the dip of her back, at the same time Camille reached down and found his belt.

Without breaking the kiss, she unbuckled it, along with the front button of the slacks. She needed to feel him. She wanted to taste him. She moaned loudly when he took her bottom lip between his teeth and sucked. This was not going to be like the night before. She could sense it. This was needy and raw. And she was here for it.

She pulled away from his mouth and breathed heavily. “Only if you get out of these pants.” She ordered as her hands rubbed him through the material. She heard him growl. “It’s only fair.” She pouted.

“How so?”

“Because when I take the dress off I’ll only be in my heels and underwear.” She replied with a nonchalant shrug then used her palm to stroke him through his pants again. She licked her upper lip when she felt his cock twitch under her touch.

He tilted his head to one side. “So...if I take off my pants... you’ll take off the dress?” He pondered, playing along.

“It’s only fair Stan.” She repeated with a sweet smile.

Leaning in, Sebastian rested his hands on both side of the couch. “Don’t call me Stan.” He murmured slowly with a slight smirk and trapped her between the couch and his body.

A slow grin formed on her lips at his words and she only pushed him back with her hands, her fingers drawing small circles on his bare chest. Rolling her eyes she banter. “Oh please, I know you like it.”

He grinned back as his hands roamed down the back of her outfit, his fingers masterly undoing each one of the small buttons the back of the dress. “As long as I can start calling you doll...” Gliding his hands up her exposed skin, then rested them on each side of her shoulders. Camille swallowed the lump in her throat and narrowed her eyes distrustfully when he slipped the front of her dress off with his fingers. Regardless of the look she was giving, Camille moved her arms out to let the material fall down in front, exposing her bare chest to him. “Fuck, I’m never going to get tired of looking at you this way.” He confessed with a shake of his head.

“I thought the deal was the both of us we’re going to lose clothes?” Camille stuttered, trying to keep cool, even though deep inside she was burning with the need to just throw herself at him.

“Technically we’re both now topless...”

A bubble of annoyance hit her stomach at how much of a smartass he was at times. He snickered when he saw the look on her face. Camille squinted her eyes in irritation and opened her mouth to speak, but only a squeak sound came out when she felt Sebastian’s large hand cup her right breast.

Damn him!

She let out a shaky breath when he gently kneaded her breast. Her hands rapidly moved up and around his hair for leverage as she watched him take his tongue and trail a wet spot along the now beaded nipple. “Um-what we’re we talking about again?” she asked in a whimper. He laughed wickedly and brought his teeth down on her lightly, but enough to make her jump and slip the dress down her hips and ankles. She now stood in only her underwear and nude heels. Liquid pooled between her legs.

“Me…taking off the dress…” Sebastian managed to answer, his breath teasing her flesh at the same time his hands squeezed her almost bare ass. He grunted. “Please tell me you only own underwear like this?” Giving her cheeks another firm squeeze.

Camille tossed her head back and giggled. “Do you want me to lie?” At the same time, stepped out of the dress pooled on the floor and around her feet. He peered up at her. “Tell you what,” she started as he came face to face with her. “I’ll make sure to wear only thongs when I know you’re around.” She teased then captured his lips in a hot kiss. “How does that sound?” breaking from his mouth to press a kiss to his throat, his Adam’s apple bobbing under her lips.

“And heels...” he added, making Camille chortle before she trailed kisses down his chest. “Those blue ones you were wearing when we went out in Manchester…” he uttered then groaned when she nibbled on one of his nipple as she traveled further down his hot skin.

“Well aren’t we demanding?” Camille mocked then opened her mouth to let her lips drag over the rough grooves of his stomach. He could only groan again. “I get to play now.” She declared in a taunting tone as she circled his belly button with the tip of her tongue, dipping in. She peered up at him through her lashes and watched his fingers delve into her hair. Giving him a haughty look, she trailed her tongue right below his belly button and she felt his muscles contract.

“Camille…” he warned.

She got on both knees in front of him and brought her fingers up to the waistband of his boxers and slacks and tugged down, but only enough for her tongue to lick along his hip bone. “You promised I could play.” She reminded him with a pouty look.

He looked down at her doubtfully. “Or you’re just trying to get me back for teasing you.”

Batting her eyelashes, she answered. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” At the same time she drew his slacks and boxers all the way down. Camille whined in appreciation when her eyes fell on his now naked form. Once the pants were pooled around his ankles, Sebastian toed his shoes off and stepped out of his clothes. Carefully, she took a hold of his cock and stroked gently while gazing into his blue eyes. He looked right back and her with a mixture of warmth and passion. She felt him grow in her hand. She wanted to give him the same pleasure he had imposed on her over and over the night before.

“Baby-.”

“I’ve been thinking about this since last night.” Camille said, interrupting as she rubbed it against her cheek then licked the pre-cum from the tip. She looked up at him and his blue orbs were blazing back, which only urged her to take him. She licked her lips and stared at his aching cock, taking it into her mouth. He hissed. Camille took him further in, and moaned and the vibration against his cock had him pressing forward. Tightening her hand around the base of his shaft, she began to pump. She felt the tears forming in the corner of her eyes with every pump. She moaned as her hand brushed against her lips with every stroke.

“Fuck…fuck…” Sebastian kept repeating, his fingers deep in her hair. He watched transfixed as his cock slid between her parted lips. “Camille…shit…b-baby.” He pleaded.

After a few more seconds, she allowed his dick to fall from her mouth. Angling her head she sucked one of his balls. He spread his legs out a little to give more access. She hummed, then ran her tongue from his balls up to the underside of his shaft around the head then back down.

“Holy shit!” he spat out.

His cock twitched just above her mouth and she ran the same trail over and over and then suddenly swallowed his cock almost to the base and sucked hard. “Mmmm….” She teemed out. The hand in her hair clenched tighter and she heard him mumble in Romanian.

“Cam-get up.” He ordered in a strained voice. “Jesus, I’m gonna fucking cum-“

But Camille didn’t budge from her position, her manicured nails trailed down the muscles of his stomach before she curled around the base of him, holding it in place and continued to suck forcefully. His low grunts encouraged her to continue her task. He arched upward as she moved up and down his shaft. The hand in her hair let up and Camille almost sigh as his thumb gently stroked the side of her face.

“Baby, I’m being serious, get up. If you continue I’m not going last and I want to be inside you.”

Giving him one last suck, Camille slowly removed her mouth and got herself up from her knees. With a devilish smile, she nonchalantly wiped one side of her mouth with a finger, then licked her lips, tasting him.

“You’ve been holding out on me.” Sebastian said through gritted teeth.

“Well...seeing that we’ve never done this before- I don’t know how that’s possible.”

“Smart ass.” Sebastian growled, before devouring her lips with his. Slanting his mouth more, he kissed her hard and with need. A low rumble left his throat when she pressed her bare chest to his. Skin to skin. With his mouth still on hers, his fingers moved and worked over her lacy underwear.

Camille squirmed under his touch. “Hmmmm.” She crooned. She could feel her wetness with every rub his finger made.

“Did sucking on my cock make you wet baby?” Camille gnawed on her lower lip and gave a slight nod in response. The tingling sensation between her thighs growing as he pressed his thumb down on her clit. “Remember to use your words Camille.” He reminded hoarsely before he nibbled on her earlobe.

One of the things that made Sebastian so great, was his kindness and big heart, and how soft spoken he could be. And Camille had found it refreshing from someone who worked in this business. But she would be lying if she didn’t admit she liked this side of him as well.

“Camille?”

“Yes.” She answered automatically, locking eyes with him.

“Yes, what baby?”

She blinked slowly at him. “Sucking your cock did make me wet...” she whispered. She gasped when he slid down and gripped on to her bare hips, his fingers impatient for more of her. Every fiber of her body felt as if it was on fire.

A deep growl died on the tip of his lips when his hand slipped around to grab on her bare ass. Camille’s eyes widen when he pulled her up and lifted her up the floor. Instantly, she wrapped her legs around him, pressing her wet thong against his belly, full breasts against his chest. He closed his eyes for a split second as he held her- as if trying to catch his breath. Camille’s hands quickly went to his face, holding it in place as he stumbled toward the bed. Their mouths bumped and nipped eagerly at each other, their breathing ragged with every needy kiss. She broke from his lips and breathed loudly when one finger caressed between her ass cheeks.

He gently dropped Camille onto the big, neat and tidy bed. He stood about a foot in front of her, eyes running over the length of her. Sebastian was staring at her, with that look in his eyes that made her shiver with delight, anticipation and fear all at the same time.

She opened her mouth to speak when he turned away from her and took a step toward the small table a few feet away. But quickly shut her mouth when he turned back to her. “What? You thought I was going somewhere?” He teased with a wiggle of his eyebrows. “Not a chance baby.” Showing her the condoms between his fingers before tossing it next to her on the bed.

She feign a look of annoyance, but she was ready to feel him inside again. Before she had to form a thought, he tumbled her unto the white covers. Suddenly she was looking up at the ceiling. He kissed her with an intensity that her breathing hard and easing her legs apart, wanting closer contact with him. She whimpered against his lips when her thigh came in contact with his erection. Her moan stopped abruptly as his tongue moved with determine thrust.

She held on to his smooth back, loving the way he felt, and the way he touched her with purpose and need. She gasped as his fingers moved around her ass and gripped tightly on to her flesh. He then slipped between her thighs, gliding over and coming to rest what where she needed him to be.

“Mmm.” She breathed when his thumb started to move up and down, stroking the lace of her underwear.

“Come here.” Sebastian grumbled and pulled her to the edge of the bed, he dropped to his knees, between her legs, face level with her breasts. And he just stared, inspecting every visible inch of her body. She licked her lips in excitement, as she let him see her, study her. With his hands on her knees, Sebastian finished off the few inches between them and flicked his tongue across Camille’s nipple.

Camille involuntarily bowed her back toward him, and Sebastian took the opportunity to put his mouth around her nipple, eyes closed. The nipple beaded in his mouth as he rolled his tongue over the taut surface. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as his lips attacked her. She panted and then whined as he sucked, then licked the under swell of her breast, and moved to the other. She felt him wedge closer between her legs, forcing her thigs apart.

“O-oh g-god.” Where the only words she could put together at the moment.

But he wasn’t done tasting and teasing as he continued to suck and pull on her sensitive nipple. He ran his thumbs along the outside of her thighs, down around the top of her backside, as she dangled over the edge of the bed. He stroked over her cheeks and skirted forward back, forward again, avoiding the middle of her thighs.

“God baby…your ass is fucking beautiful.”

Camille didn’t have a response, her legs started to shift restlessly, as her nails sunk even deeper into the muscle of his back. Both of their breathing quickening, her head going left and right, then tipped back. She felt dizzy and warm. She buried her teeth between her bottom lips at the same time his own teeth sank back into her nipple. Camille whimpered and Sebastian squeezed her ass again, griping hard.

“I need to see more of it.” He declared, his normal blue bright eyes gone. “Get up and bend over for me.” He ordered.

She obediently did what he asked and deftly bend over the edge of the bed. She shut her eyes tightly when she felt a finger move up and down between her cheeks. Her backside had never been something she every truly thought about, but if Sebastian thought it was something to awe about- then she was okay with it.

He groaned in appreciation. “Fuck Camille...” his fingers grazing her flesh.

Camille flinched when he tugged back on the material of the thong. “Sebastian!” She squeaked out at the same time withering under his touch.

“No Camille- you gotta stay still for me.” He commanded in a soothing voice.

She rested on her elbows and knees, but looked over her shoulder and grimaced. “That hurrt...” She started to complain, then moaned loudly and hung her head when she felt the warmth of Sebastian’s tongue pressed up against her pulsing clit. “Fuck Sebbb.” She whined instead.

She shivered when she felt the vibration of his chuckle on her clit. Then gasped when he used his index finger to part the lips and ran his tongue over her exposed flesh. She felt her muscles in her thigh tighten as he continued to lick and then suck on her clit. She moaned loud but slow as he flicked his tongue against her again.

She sucked in her breath as he sucked gently on her. “Oh god Sebastian....” she panted. She was positive she could be heard outside of the room but she didn’t care. Not when he continued to explore deep inside her.

Camille rocked back and forth on his mouth- for how long- she wasn’t sure. But her moans and pants grew louder with every lick and suck he made. She whined when his mouth circled her clit and flicked. Over and over he danced along her slit. Penetrating her, licking her, teasing her, driving her crazy until she was gushing liquid.

“Fuck-you’re dripping.” Sebastian said in amazement and stirred behind her.

Camille’s heart pounded in her chest with such pressure as she gasped and struggled to breath. Her whole body tingled, her legs quivered. Fuck, and she hadn’t even felt him inside yet. She’s had good sex in the past, plenty of orgasms, but damn- with Sebastian it was on a different level. The way her body reacted to his every kiss and touch was something she could not form into words. All she knew was that she needed more of it. Of him.

He dropped to his knees behind her and Camille whimpered, feeling the pulsing head against her entrance. She had been so consumed with trying to catch her breath, she hadn’t noticed when he put the condom on.

He grunted as he rubbed himself in her wetness before he slid in. Camille gripped the sheets in front of her as he entered her slowly from behind, his thickness pushing her apart as he held on to her hip. Shutting her eyes tightly and holding her breath she waited for it, the unhurried movement as he put his cock out to the perfect position where her clit responded best. She gasped when he hit his mark.

“So tight...” he grumbled from deep in his chest. “You feel amazing dragoste.”

Slowly he fucked her, thrusting back in deeply. A nice methodical rhythm, a bit frustrating at first, but then it turned transcendence the more she tighten around him. Goosebumps rose all over her naked skin when he bit her neck as he moved against her, his hand on the flat of her stomach.

“Right thereee...” Camille consented. Then panted loud when his fingers closed down on her narrow slit.

Damn, he hit his mark again.

“Does my cock feel good baby?” He gritted through his teeth.

Camille whined in respond.

“No Camille- I need to hear you say it.” He ordered and stopped mid thrust.

“Y-yes.” She breathed through her teeth. “Your hard cock feels so good.” She panted again as he moved again, in slow rhythm. For a split second she thought she wouldn’t make it, and then he thrust hard and deep and she went into free fall. He stroked faster as if getting lost in her wetness.

Camille brought her hand around the back of his neck and held onto him, taking everything, he was giving her.

“Jesus, you’re fucking perfect.” He grunted into her ear.

“Hmmmm.” She hummed. “Don’t stop baby.” His hips smacking into hers brutally making her stomach tighten.

With every thrust he made, he whispered in her ear all the dirty things he still wanted to do with her. “You like that? Hmm?” He asked.

“Oh god...” she gasped, feeling it build and build. She was so damn close. “Holy shit Sebastian...” a low whimpering noise leaving her lips as he pushed and pulled, in and out of her hot body. She was so close. She could almost taste it. He gripped her hips tightly as his hard dick banged roughly into her. “Fuck this feel so good.” Letting out a low purring noise as she felt his hands squeeze her ass cheeks.

“Damn Camille- I wish you could see how good you look taking my cock in this position.” He hissed. “And your ass…fuck.”

Before she had the chance to respond, she felt Sebastian’s hand come down on one of her ass cheeks. She jerked in surprise at the light slap on her flesh, but it was all it took. Camille’s entire body convulsed around him, a moan tearing from her throat. His hips bumped steadily into hers and she clutched the sheets tighter with trembling hands, trying her best to breathe. She grunted softy as he continued to work her overly sensitive flesh.

“Uh-uh. We’re not done yet.” He stated. “Cam...”

“Whaaat.” She whimpered out.

“Look at me.”

“You’re behind me.”

“Turn your head.”

She followed his command and turned to look over at him, her eyes glazed. He licked his lips.

“There you go.” Sebastian stated calmly. “I want to see you...” then leaned down and kissed her hard as he continued to take her. He moved his hands back to her hips and gripped tightly as he pounded deep into her.

She was sure there would be bruises left on her skin but she didn’t care. God, he was good. “Mmm.” She tried to catch her breath. Sebastian moved in and out of her. It had been so long since she had something feel this good. She shivered hard as he thrust into her. She gasped for breath as he worked her hard and deep.

“Shittt.” He gritted out and moved his hand to her hips again, pulling her back against him roughly.

“Oooh my g-god.” She moaned, her head falling forward, her breath ragged and now raspy. She heard him growl loudly and she knew he close. His hand snaked down around her warm him and she knew where his fingers were going. “I...I don’t think I can handle this...” she cried out.

“Yes you can Camille.” He whispered encouragingly. “I got you baby.”

He slid his fingers between her throbbing folds and she cried out again. A cry that quickly changed to a mantra of his name. Before she had the chance to stop herself, she let out a scream and fell to her elbows. Her entire body shook, every muscle tingling and tightening. She stopped breathing again. All she could do was listen to him moan as he hips eagerly pumped into hers.

He cursed over and over and then collapsed against her as his orgasm hit him, he rocked his hips slightly against hers.

Neither one said a word or moved an inch for a while. Camille’s eyes tightly shut, his breathing labored.

She heard him finally exhale normally. “I don’t think I can move.” He whispered. She let out a short giggle. He was completely wrapped around her body...still inside her.

“I just realized I’m still wearing my heels...” Camille blurted out.

“Mmm I know.” Sebastian mumbled. “Do you know how fucking hot it is to see you with your ass up in the air and only heels?” Gently pulling out of her.

Camille collapsed fully into the mattress now. “Please don’t tell me I just fulfilled one of your fantasies?” She asked teasingly, her eyes lids heavy, sleep calling her name.

She felt the bed move and knew he was getting up to dispose of the used condom. She let out a startled gasp when he pressed his warm lips to one bare shoulder. “Cam- if you only knew how many you’ve fulfilled in the last two nights.” He whispered shyly.

Camille hummed a response with a small smile, as he felt herself dozing off, his words ringing in her ear.

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