Chapter 22: Chapter 22

I blinked my eyes several striving to adjust to the glow of the room. I laid still for some time trying to make out my environment. I heard the sound of water running somewhere close by, probably the bathroom. I made to sit up and roved my eyes around the room. I saw the tray containing the drugs on the side table with a bottle of water by its side.

Memories of my ailment, came rushing in. I recall the Doctor coming sometime later when I woke to check me up and drop off my drugs. I also recollected Cameron feeding me. That brought smile to my face. I was feeling better now. Not even a single pain to connote I had been brutally train_crushed, initially.

I stretched my hands and swirled it around to release tensed nerves. Few sounds popped from my muscles, and that was all. I'm good to go. The Doctor said I should take the drug when I wake up. I remember that part too, which means I will have to take the drugs if I intend to remain in this good grace.

I picked up the prescription from the table and popped the pills in my hand followed by the water before I took it. I scrunched my face and gulped the water earnestly to remove any after sour taste the pill might leave afterwards.

I stood from the bed and wobbled on my feet, because It had been an extent I laid on the bed without moving any limp. I sat back and tried to gather my thoughts and wait for who ever was in the bathroom to come out.

Cameron.

He had been so adorable earlier on. With the way he took care of me and his sweet encouraging words. I shivered as I remembered all his words and even the way he kept using the ‘we’ word when he wanted me to do something. He's really so charming and considerate. He didn't kick me to the hospital and let them handle me, but rather chose to take the stress himself. I even saw the stress lines on his face when he came the first time.

But on the other hand, he is becoming very lovely which is not healthy for my heart. With the way he is acting all sweet and nice to me, when the time comes to sign off, I don't want to be the one leaving with a destroyed heart while he replaced me fast with one of these slender skimpy legged females and maybe suddenly realise I was now old or no longer fun for him.

Mandy!

My eyes widened and I stood, meaning to go down and see what she had been up to. That bitch has made up her mind not to stay away from my man and I. They had come for lunch but accordingly, I recall Cameron telling me they decided to stay over because of me.

Why would they do that? It's not like we were friends. Okay, Samuel might decide to stay because it's his father’s house, the bitch, what was her excuse? I wonder why Samuel was still with her after what she did to him, us.

I sighed and stopped at the door. Maybe he loves her. After all, after what Cameron did to me, here I am. Even though he had forced me, if I didn't want to come, nothing in hell would have made me to. Maybe somewhere deep in my heart, while I was shaking with resentment towards him for betraying me, I had secretly wished he would come back.

The door to the restroom snapped open and Cameron strolled out with nothing but the white towel wrapped around his lean waist. Rivulets of water cascaded steadily down his body and wobbled down his V_spot. I followed the movement and swallowed aloud, garnering his attention as he appeared alarmed at not seeing me on top of the bed.

“Kittie, what are you doing? Why are you standing there?” he strolled towards me with a furrowed brow and picked my hand, leading me back to the bed. He pushed me slowly back, and I plopped on the bed.

I shook my head to clear off the lusty emotions that were gathering. His expression dampened and he touched my forehead before sitting on the bed.. “How are you feeling now? You look white”

Great! I knew it. He must be thinking, it's because of the sickness.

Well, hotspot, if only you would give a girl notice before deciding to pop your delightful package on my face in that manner.

Concentrate Valeria. He asked a question? Yes he did “uhm.” I shook my head and watched a globe of water trickled past his nipple and fell down his belly button. I wanted to reach out and wipe it off or better still, lick it off.

I think I'm crazy. I'm supposed to be normal and think straight not look at him in such a creepy way. What would he think of me?

His finger came to my chin and slowly veered my chin to meet his mischievous glistering green ones. My breathe was becoming more erratic and I was losing the little control I thought injve. I need his hand on me. I wanted his flushed white skin just the way it on me with out any barrier between is. If there should be any barrier, it should be his shaft thrust deep into my slippery hole in primal conquest.

My chest was heaving up and down I could hear the pitch and crescendo. I'm not suppose you be breathing this fast considering a Doctor just confirmed I needed to maintain a steady heart rate.

He was saying something or perhaps has been saying something but invent been listening and so I didn't even hear anything he said. I blinked and tried to listen. “Kittie” he left my skin and flickered his finger on my face.

I pushed away from him and I shifted off. “I'm sorry, I think it's the drug I took. Did the Doctor mention any side effects like...uhmm..uhm” shit! I was blabbing.

I applied my face and than realising he would be very disturbed, I straightened and looked up at him. He was grinning. The lech was having fun with my discomfort!

I growled and fisted my small hand. Maybe I should pummel his face. “Kittie if you continue acting this way, I fear I would have to fuck you at every time and place. Can you imagine what your expression looks like right now? You look sex deprived. But, we can't do anything about that now can we?”

I was pushed to beg him to take me immediately. I'm fine I didn't feel any of the pains anymore. I can not function right away especially with the way I was feeling which I can't pinpoint why.

He shifted close to me. “You need to freshen up, Kittie. Come.” He stood and picked my hand fighting me to the bathroom. I mistakenly saw his shaft bulging through the towel and glowed inside. It seems am not the only one under torture.

When we were inside, helped me pulled up my hair and removed the button holding my nightie at the back. I haven't even thought about who helped me change to this nightie. I trust he's the one though.

He whirled me around and started working at my front button which flickered off one after the other. His eyes were on my mine with his face bearing no expression to at least hint at what he was thinking. My eyes wandered to his bulge again to notice it has become more pronounced. I reached out instinctively and grabbed at it. He groaned and jumped back. “Don’t do that, Kittie or God help me I would go against my word and lay you on this cold floor and fuck the hell out of you until you have no legs to walk on. “ I believed him.

I trembled at his words in fear. Fear at myself because I really wanted that. Something was truly wrong with me.

He removed my shirt Pj and bent to remove my short which he threw into the dirt bag and than he guided me to the tub and helped me get in.

I watched him in a daze as if I couldn't do anything enjoying very of his pamper. He removed his towel and dropped on the tub and then he turned the faucet and the water rained down on the both of us. I trembled and jerked forward into his arms.

He held me for some time and then he adjusted the water temperature and glanced as if asking if I was comfortable with the new flow. I nodded and he came back, picked up the sponge and soap which he lathered, and started scrubbing my body.

I was still white and shivering from his hands that were all over all at once going to different parts of my body, coupled with his nice rock-hard body flaunting at me. I want to wrap my hand around him and draw him to me. But I closed my eyes and strained to steady my control. I don't want him to think every time we were together, all I thought about was sex. But you can't blame me. Who wouldn't with such a hunky sexy-ass male?

He finished scrubbing me and let the water wash off the foams. He dropped the sponge and started rubbing his hand all over my body to rinse off the remnant of the soap.

I gasped as his hand reached my midriff and went down to my subregions. I shuddered as he unintentionally brushed his hand in my clit. It singled and shot fresh wanting vibration through my body. I wanted it more. I bucked into him wishing he would do away with the whole control stuff and take me.

I knew it was because of my health he was being considerate but still, I'm feeling good on one hand but on the other hand, I feel like I was actually sick between my legs and needed instant medical attention.

“Cameron,” I whimpered and held his hand as it brushed past my boons. I looked at him with my eyes that were drooping with want. He waited if I wanted to ask him anything. I pushed myself into him and rubbed my body against his, hoping my message would be passed across to him, but having it me to divulge to him that I needed his other administration and pampering.

He shook his head and made to go back to rinsing off my body and I halted his movement again and pushed in further. Why is he torturing us when it's obvious he was also in need of some sugar? “Please,” I said. If that is what he wants I would beg. I remember him saying he was going to make me beg. Well, now I have. Can he go ahead and relieve me of this ache?

He smiled and knelt on the tub and nudged my legs apart. He buried his face on my coochie and swipes his tongue on it once and repeated it. I moved and closed my legs pushing into his mouth. It had been so long. I missed his warm mouth and his satisfactory proficiency.

He licked up for some time and then he inserted his finger into me and began working me up. He pumped in for some time before I bucked and undulated in his mouth. I held his head and moaned aloud, shaking as I felt my liquid poured into his mouth, still on my pusyy.

“Are you okay now?” he asked, getting up and scooping me up in his strong arms and leaving the bathroom and trudging into the bedroom to dress me up. I nodded my head playfully, but in reality, I wasn't satisfied.

I still wanted him inside of me but for now, I will have to deal with the piece of cake that was handed to me for taste.

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