Page 84 of Craving You
“Okay,” I say after a few seconds.I stand up and start the elevator.It immediately opens on the next floor and I see everyone standing there waiting.As promised, only Cameron gets in.When the doors shut, Cameron scans his badge and takes us to the basement.
When it opens up, Cam takes my hand and leads me out.The basement is primarily used for storage, but there is also an office area down here.“Why are we here?”I ask.
“Because no one will look for us down here,” he says.“Remy is the only other one with access.”
“Okay,” I say simply.We get into the back office and he locks the door before walking over to me.“What are you doing?”
“Whatever I want,” he says as he yanks my leggings down.I kick off my shoes and step out so he can pick me up.He has my legs draped over his arms as he grips onto me.I unbutton his jeans to pull his cock out, and he slams into me.
“Fuck,” I gasp.
“Who am I, Lorelei?”he asks.
“Cameron,” I say as he slowly fucks me but stays deeps.“My brother.”
“Do you regret letting me inside you?”
“No,” I pant.“God, I love it.I love you.”
“Good girl,” he praises.“I love you so fucking much, Lori.I will love you no matter who you kill, why you did it, who is next, or if you regret it.We are not judging you.Not even the media is.You did what you had to do, and now he is dead.”
“I’m glad he’s dead,” I say.
“So am I.I am also glad you like my cock so much.”He smirks.“Do you understand the point here?”
“No,” I sigh and lean my head back.
“Our family is seriously fucked up,” he says.“Incest, crime, trafficking, assault, drugs, and everything else in between.So, now we have another murder to add to the mix.So what?I don’t care, Bloomington doesn’t care, the cops don’t care, Clay still wants to fuck you stupid, and we will all be okay.”
“Mom cares,” I groan.
“Don’t talk about our mother when my cock is buried inside of you,” he laughs.
“Then fuck me and stop messing around,” I frown.He grins mischievously before standing me up.He turns me around and lays me across the desk before slamming back into me.This time he starts fucking me hard and fast, pushing as deep as he can.I cover my mouth and moan wildly as he fucks me like it’s a race.It feels so goddamn good to have him this deep.He grabs me by the hair and pulls my head back, which makes me put my hands on the desk for support.He resumes covering my mouth for me and goes harder.My eyes are rolled back into my head as he pounds into me, and the huge oak desk creaks with every thrust.It sounds like it’s going to fall apart, but not if I do first.
“You’re such a fucking slut for me, aren’t you?”he growls.
“Mhmm,” I whimper into his hand.
“Come for me, Lori.Show your big brother just how much of a fucking whore you are… Fuck, you feel so goddamn good… so tight…”
When my orgasm crashes over me, his drags us further down.When he pulls out of me, he lifts me up and lays me across the desk.I immediately have to slap my hand over my face as he dives in and starts eating his come out of my pussy.He pushes his tongue into me and is practically drinking from my body.I am desperately rocking my hips, wanting more.When he latches on and starts sucking my clit, I scream into my hand.I grabbed the back of his head and start grinding my pussy against his mouth.My movement causes him to tug and pull at my clit, but it’s when his teeth bite down on me that everything explodes again.
“Oh my God,” I say breathlessly when he helps me put my leggings back on.“Christ, Cameron.”
“Like that?”he asks with a grin.“Figured it would be best if my come wasn’t leaking out of you when we returned to the others.I suspect that might give us away.”
“You… are crazy,” I say.He captures my mouth and kisses me hard, making me relax.
“Now, what about Mom?”
“Why isn’t she upset about Dad?”I ask.“She’s just as indifferent as he was.I didn’t see it until Dad, but they’re both like that.”
“Yeah,” he sighs.“Andrea and Ross are still investigating her, but… I don’t trust it.Dad accidentally ended up with Tris and brutally murdered her.He knew he was going on that plane and would end up dying.That was a suicide mission.He would’ve killed Mom, not left her there at the cabin.”
“What if she was actually running things?”I ask.
“We could take a risk and corner her.Make her think we know and see if she cracks,” Cam suggests.
