Chapter 26
Demi moaned, happy that the music drowned out the sound of yet another orgasm. She lost count of how many she’d had, but she wasn’t complaining. Her palms were flat up against the wall, while her red bridesmaids dress bunched at her waist. Cam was behind her with his strong hands pulling her back into him. Demi’s eyes fluttered in her head and her weave was damp with sweat. She hadn’t done anything wrong, but Cam was pushing her kitty like she had.
“Don’t make me cum again Cam. You’re killing me,” Demi whimpered while looking back at him.
“I’m trying to make sure you die happy,” Cam said as he smacked her ass.
His stamina always amazed her because he could go for a while without breaking a sweat. Demi was always a tired mess afterwards and he would be playing his game like it was nothing.
“You cumming baby?” Demi asked him.
“Yeah, I’m about to,” Cam said while throwing his head back and biting his bottom lip. He was never very vocal during sex, but Demi had learned to read his body language.
“I needed that shit,” Cam said as he kissed the back of Demi’s neck.
Cam had been stressed out lately. Since finding out that he was the father of Asha’s baby, she had been a pain in his ass. Cam had finally moved into his house, and Asha was trying to get him to keep the apartment for her. If the baby had been born when she asked, he probably would have done it with no problem. Asha was always looking for a come up and Cam knew that she was going to use their child to do it.
“Help me out of this dress Cam,” Demi said as she lifted her arms over her head.
“Why?” Cam questioned.
“Stop playing, you know why,” Demi replied.
“Hell no, Demi. We’re in a fucking storage closet with mops and buckets, and you’re trying to get flipped,” Cam fussed.
“You make me sick,” Demi pouted as she stomped her foot.
“Baby, we snuck away from your sister’s wedding reception. We don’t have that kind of time on our hands,” Cam reasoned.
“Okay, but you owe me, Camden. I need a stress reliever after dealing with your stupid ass baby mama,” Demi fussed.
Asha was the dumbest bitch that she’d ever had the displeasure of meeting. She called Cam all day and night and she never wanted anything. She was using that pregnancy like a crutch, just like Cam said she would. If she was hungry at 5 in the morning, Asha picked up the phone and called, as if he would be dumb enough to bring her something to eat.
“I got you, baby. I’ll have you flipped upside down until all your blood rushes to your head and you pass out,” Cam laughed.
“Shut up and clean yourself up,” Demi said as she handed him a wipe from her purse.
“Summer’s Eve!” Cam yelled. “I’m not using this shit!”
“That’s all I have Cam. You either use it or walk out of here smelling like sex,” Demi said as she tossed the wipe that she had just used in the trash can.
“I’ll take my chances,” Cam said while handing the small packet back to her.
“No, the hell you’re not,” Demi replied.
She ripped the packet open and pulled the wipe out. Cam fussed at her for being too rough, as she roughly wiped his semi-hard erection with the floral scented wipe. He really went off when she pulled out some spray and sprayed a little on them both.
“The fuck, Demi? You got me smelling like the perfume counter at Macy’s,” Cam argued.
“It’s better than smelling like sweaty pussy. Now, shut up and let’s sneak back in,” Demi replied.
“Wait a second. My mama is calling,” Cam said, right before answering the phone. “Yeah, Ma.”
“Why did I have to hear from Courtney that you were in a wedding Camden? I would have wanted to be there to see my baby walking down the aisle,” Nora fussed as soon as he answered the phone.
“This was a last-minute thing that Demi’s sister asked me to do, Ma. I couldn’t invite nobody to her wedding like that. And how did Courtney know?” Cam questioned.
“That’s what the hell I wanna know,” Demi mumbled, exciting Cam with her feisty attitude.