Love at First Night - Chapter 116

The next day finally Cameron called me to ask me if I could visit him. I didn’t waste time and immediately reached him at his house, as soon as I rang the doorbell he immediately went to open the door. His usual smile enlightened his face and he hugged me tightly.

“Hi,” he whispered.

I squeezed him inside my arms, “hi.”

“I am sorry for yesterday…” I began to say but before I could finish the sentence he immediately shook his head and leaned his finger on my lips to shush me.

“I made you breakfast, and we are alone.” He said walking me to the kitchen.

A table filled with food, at the center of the room as a sign to ask for forgiveness. I couldn’t believe he cooked all that for me, maybe he felt guilty for asking me to leave him alone the previous day.

“I didn’t know you could cook,” I said, did he even have any flaw at all?

“I can cook but I rarely do. I only do for special people I want to impress.” He pushed me closer to him and kissed me.

I sat down at the table as he poured us some coffee, I melted some marmalade on pancakes, and then I took a bite.

“I talked to my sister about you because she is working in the same diner we visited. That one that hosts street singers.”

He raised an eyebrow as he added some milk to his cup, “I hadn’t been there in a while since we went together.”

“Maybe we should go and introduce you to her,” I said as I cut the pancakes and with the corner of my eyes made sure I checked his facial expression.

He nodded, “why not?” He leaned forward to kiss my cheek.

I smiled and he did the same as a reflex reaction.

“Do you ever think that guardian angels exist in many forms and come on Earth to help people to save each other?”

I frowned not fully following him and what he was going to say.

“Because I think there is some guardian angel who somehow sent you to me. There must be because I never met someone like you.” He stroked my hair behind my ear and caressed my cheek on his way down my neck.

“You must be my blessing. My gift from the sky.”

He took a loud breath as if he was releasing all his emotions and his feelings and it hurt to do so.

He stood up from the chair, took my hand, and pulled me closer to him.

“I have to show you something.”

He walked me to a side of his house I had never seen before, his house was so big that rooms seemed to appear everywhere.

That was the kind of house you could get lost looking for the bathroom.

He looked at me excited before opening a door of a room I had never walked in before.

The room had a majestic bed that seemed to come out of a royal castle. It was decorated in gold luxury furniture details with a wooden headboard and a comfortable soft mattress.

The bedside table on the right of the bed was filled with a vase of beautiful roses on it.

To the opposite side of the room, there was a sofa that matched perfectly the princess theme of the room and a small window with lace curtains.

“This room is for you, in case you ever want to spend the night here when I am away or just stay longer if I have to go to work the early morning.”

I flickered my gaze around the room, the most beautiful room I had ever seen, I really felt like I was a princess living in my prince’s castle.

“This is beautiful,” I said, unable to find enough words to describe how gorgeous that room was and how much I appreciated his gesture.

It was like he truly wanted me to stay or even move with him in the future.

I sat on the bed and felt how soft the mattress of the bad was by bouncing lightly on it, then I laid down and closed my eyes. It felt amazing.

“I love it,” I exclaimed, I loved the bed, the room, his gesture, and I loved him. So much. Too much.

He walked there with me, didn’t sit on the bed but only stared at me as I laid down as joyful as a kid who visited Disneyland for the first time in her life.

“I also reset another room I kept for guests, and I turned it in a second room to use.”

He walked me to another room, this time the room was more modern with a huge bed and two sofas to the side.

“You thought of everything then!”

He shrugged, “maybe it’s time to change my house, to give it a name, and identity.”

“Well do you know what I would like to do now?” I asked with a glimpse of mischievousness in my voice.

“What?” He asked pretending to be curious even if I was sure he already understood the diverting my mind was getting.

“Well.”

[smut alert, don’t read if uncomfortable]

I grabbed him by the shirt’s neck and pushed him closer. Before my lips even locked on his he already set his hands in my hips and lifted me. My legs twined around his back for support as I took my shirt off.

We didn’t even make it to the bed since he crashed my back against the wall and pull off from the kiss only to unzip his pants and took them down.

The wall he crashed me on wasn’t too comfortable and slightly scraped my skin, but I endured the pain. He thrust in me powerfully enough to make me lower my legs’ grip around his back slightly.

His hands were set on my hips, and he slid in more deeply. The position wasn’t the most comfortable to take him fully so I rested my hand on the wall behind me and clinging on the surface to seek for a more comfortable position that would guarantee me better support and leg opening.

I felt so tight filling him, he was extremely huge that even if I was in the mood to stretch, it always felt hard to fill him fully.

His hand gripped around my ankle then trailed its way up to my calf squeezing it.. I struggled to focus on one only thing as my vision was affected by the inebriation of my senses.