Page 75 of Dr. Billionaire's Fake Marriage

"You got your wish now," Camile responds flirtatiously. "What do you want to do with me?"

My heart rate increases as Camile moves closer. She wraps her legs around my waist as she cups my face with her palm. "Oh, Troy, you do a lot to me," she says. "In fact, your touch makes me go crazy."

“I am glad it does,” I reply. “I wouldn’t want someone else’s hands to make you feel that way.”

Camile is done flirting with words. I continue the path of my hand inside her dress.

Her lace bra is in the way, so I move my hands to her back, unhooking the bra and lifting it off. She is naked except for her red panties.

Her thighs move slowly against my groin. My erection is slowly growing, and she can feel it. She pushes her hair back sexily when it gets in our way.

I am glad nothing is distracting from her beautiful eyes. I hesitate reaching for her breasts. I want to look at them for as long as possible, but Camile is impatient. She wants me to take her now, and she takes my hand to her left breast.

I go crazy when Camile moans from my touch. She leans to my ear as she moans my name.

I turn her over to the bed, and she faces me. My eyes fall on her perfectly shaped lips, and I can't resist the urge to take them.

I leaned in to kiss her. Her lips are intoxicating, like a new wine taken from the cellar. She moves her hand under my shirt and raises it until I fling it off. I taste her tongue. Her body shivers when my tongue meets hers. She emits a gentle, quiet moaning that makes me want to take her instantly. But I don't.

I want to take my time with her. It's been a few days since I last had her, and I can see in her eyes that she also doesn't want me to rush.

I trace my fingers down from one plump breast to her navel, my fingers eventually resting inside her panties. They are a hindrance to Camile's moist pussy. I rub the inside of her wetness, and hear her moan as I caress her clit.

“Don’t stop,” she begs. I motion to remove my hands. “Please don’t stop.” I do as she asks; I rub her again, feeling her insides as I watch her eyes roll.

"Do you miss me?" I ask. Camile leans forward, indulging in the flush of pleasure that rushes into her.

"I missed you too," she says between hot breaths. "I missed you so much, Troy." She groans as I turn her over. She holds onto the bed frame as I take her from behind. She screams my name, and my hands move under her body.

She screams my name again as I move into her, slowly at first. We move rhythmically; my breath is all over her as she surrenders for me to take her body, her entire body. I move faster, jerking in and out of her, letting her moans fill my ears. I can't stay in that position for long.

I announce to Camile, "I am going to come now." She doesn't protest; instead, she lets me come, and my body falls on her. Camile heaves a sigh until she catches her breath.

"I love you, Troy," she says as she rubs my chest. "I love you so much."

“I love you too,” I reply, turning her around to scoop her into my arms. I am beginning to know why I have fallen in love with Camile. It's because I can’t get enough of her.

I take my phone from the bedside table as Camile goes to the bathroom.

When I check my phone's screen, I see a few calls from Henry, which worries me. What could have made Henry call me in an emergency manner? Has Amelia gone off into the sunset? Is she still hellbent on getting a divorce? Is Henry having a panic attack because he is losing the woman he is beginning to love?

I am worried about Henry, but Henry interrupts my thought when he calls again.

"Troy!" his voice sounds like he is about to have a panic attack. "Have you seen Nancy?"

I frown, "Nancy?" I ask. "Same Nancy?"

Henry scoffs as he confirms his question. "Yes, same Nancy. She is back in Richmond, Bro. I thought I should let you know, for Camile's sake."

My heart begins to pound as I think about Nancy. Now, I know why Henry was panicking over the phone. He didn't call because he was worried about himself or Amelia.

He called because he was worried about me and what Nancy's presence would do to my relationship once Camile found out who she was.

There is only one person I can think of who can make Nancy return to Richmond. Someone who doesn't want my marriage with Camile to hold.

My mother.

I understand that Mother isn't just going to let go of a platter of gold. I have to fight for what I want.

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