CHRISTIAN

Chapter 17

Camille's POV

I woke up quite early the next morning, I found myself in a big room, with white and peach theme, it looked peaceful. I was in nothing but my panties and a long tshirt. Christian was laying beside me shirtless, still asleep. He looked so peaceful, I didn't have the heart to wake him up.

I got out of the bed and walked to the big window on the side of the room. I opened the large curtains and welcomed the beautiful rays of sunlight.

I heard Christian groan and shuffle on the bed. I went towards him to make sure I didn't wake him up. He just faced away from the window and put the blanket on his face. My hand was itching to touch his chiselled jaw but that'd wake him up.

I don't know what to do, I didn't know what we had planned for the day so I took a shower, got into some comfortable cloths and got out of the room. There was a stairway leading down into a living room. I started exploring, this house was beautiful.

It was time for breakfast so I thought I'd help myself in the kitchen. I walked down and walked around the house to find the kitchen. I decided to make some pancakes for Christian and I. I put on a song on my phone and started preparing the food.

I didn't notice when Christian came inside the kitchen and was standing behind me.

"Aren't you a sight for sore eyes." He hugged me from behind making me smile. Then he sniffed into my hair, "Something smells amazing." He started raining feather kisses on my neck.

I turned around with a pancake and shoved it into his mouth. "Pancakes?"

"Thanks for asking." He said sarcastically with a full mouth. I turned back around to decorate the plates with some fruits for breakfast when he started nibbling on my neck.

He trailed kisses around my neck and shoulder. He kept kissing, my knees were starting to feel weak, so I held on to the counter tightly to prevent myself from falling. I opened my mouth to ask him to stop but my words came out as moans as he bit on my skin. Unable to hold it any longer I pushed him off me to turn around and crash my lips on his.

He kissed me hungrily and pulled me up by my butt, I circled my hands around his neck. He walked us to the near couch and dragged me onto his lap, his hands running up my thigh sending shivers of pleasure.

I pulled away from him to pull my shirt off. Christian's eyes were dark with lust and he was breathing heavily, like an animal on leash.

I stared back at him with the same passion. He pulled me back into him, I fumbled with his shirt buttons until I reached the second last. I pulled away and got off his lap and kissed his neck. He groaned and pulled my hair back to kiss me again like he was craving me.

I pulled opened his pant buttons and moved down. He bent his head back when I held his dick. I took him in my mouth and he groaned, "Oh fuck." I slowly moved up and down, I knew what I was doing, and he was losing control.

I started moving faster which caused him to hold my hair back and moan. He pulled my hair and moved my head at the rhythm, enjoying every move. If it was even possible, he was getting harder in my mouth.