Don’t Mess With The Secret Billionaire

Chapter 4

Time paused as Camden waltzed into the club, making his way through the crowd to the bar. Pairs of eyes fixated on him and if by mere looking humans can fall one another, Camden will be in hell by now. His dark hair fell back perfectly and the first two buttons of his shirt were loosed, his pitch-black eyes piercing through, making every lady want to be in his arms.

“Gosh…who is that handsome man over there,” a lady asked her friend seductively drinking a mug of champagne in case he looked her way.

“That hot man? He’s a demi-god, not a man. I don’t even think I’m worthy to look at him. He feels so divine”

“I know right? His ability to just get everyone’s attention by just walking in with his Gucci suit and Luis Viton shoes.

“Hmm…you’re already taking note of his striking appearance. I hear he super-rich”

“Obviously” she replied as she watched Camden chug down several shots of tequila. “He holds his liquor well too”

“Next shots on Camden everyone” The bar attendant shouted and the crowd responded increasing their voices in acknowledgement.

“I’m gonna talk to him,” the lady said as she dropped the mug and went towards dancing Camden

Camden lifted his gaze and it fell on some girl at the far end of the club walking towards him. She was busy unbuttoning her shirt as their eyes met but that didn’t stop him from maintaining his gaze and biting his cherry lips softly.

“Hey handsome,” the girl said gliding the tips of her fingers on his arm. His rolled-up sleeve gave her room to caress him for a while.

“You’re new here aren’t you?” He replied observing her from her blonde flashy hair to her slender cream colour pantyhose. Her perked breasts could be seen from her halfway unbuttoned shirt. She was offering herself to him and something did rise in Camden.

“What does it matter if I’m new,” she said with a glint in her eyes. “Can I buy you a drink?”

“You can get me something so much better princess,” Camden replied with a glare that made the girl melt and her p***y throb. You could feel her breath slowly leave her as she craved the man standing in front of her

“Oh really?” She asked, throwing him a sexy stare of her own and with a reciprocated glare, Camden grabbed her gently and next they were in his room.

He lit up the scented candles as he pulled her closer to him. He could feel her rapid breathing while he lifted her face and stared into her sky-blue eyes. After a while, Camden planted a kiss on her pink plump lips which she returned with pleasure squeezing her toes and diving her fingers into his arms.

He pulled her closer to him again, this time her buoyant breasts were against his hard chest and she moaned as her n*****s rose to the sensation

Camden smiled as he gently pulled her clothes off and tried to unhook her b*a. She moaned again as she felt his cold palms on her back, he didn’t fumble with the b*a for he knew so well how to unhook it well.

While still in the practice of kissing her and keeping pace, Camden carried her and gently placed her on the table beside them. He spread her legs apart while still kissing her making his way with his fingers down to her p***y area.

Twisting and twirling his fingers inside her, Camden placed his lips on her n****e and sucked on it hungrily, releasing it almost immediately. He gave it a lick with the tip tongue, causing her to moan loudly and wheeze a little. Warm blood flowed through her body.

He paused for a little while to ask if she was okay and when he was sure she was, he continued with his act that made her cry loudly in pleasure, the teasing was so much she was almost begging for Camden to f**k her. Camden realized this then he let out a slight chuckle and a smile, lifting his lips close to her ear.

“Beg for it.” He whispered and she winced again in pleasure.

“Please, f**k me. f**k me like I’m gonna be the last woman in your arms” She begged not knowing she had unleashed another side of Camden. He immediately carried her in his arms and placed her on the bed.

“What are you doing?” She asked in shock as he made his way down to her p***y with his tongue, she knew what Camden was about to do but her pleasured mind got the better of her.

“Do you want me to stop?” He asked gently.

“No. Don’t.” The girl said short of breath almost screaming as she was almost at the c****x. Her eyes rolled back and her heart stopped. When she was about to release, Camden stopped and stood.

“What…what are you doing?” She stammered, propping herself up. Why would he stop now? She whimpered to herself

“Just relax.” He answered which was the most impossible thing for her to do at that moment, She stared at him in confusion when something slapped her thighs. She immediately realized it was Camden’s d**k. It was huge and for a moment she could’ve sworn she went into shock immediately after she saw it.

“Lay back down.” He ordered and like a dog she did as she was told. Within seconds she felt a hard tool slide inside her, making her whimper so much that it almost made him stop. He made sure she was okay before continuing f*****g her slowly and rhythmically.

“Faster.” She demanded and immediately, Camden starts pounding into her harder and faster than he was before, making her scream and shout in ecstasy, they both finally got to the brink of o****m and Camden burst into her, rolling over on the bed in satisfaction, both of them trying so hard to regulate their breathing as it seemed like their hearts were out of their chests.

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Camden tried to keep his eyes open as the night plunged deeper into darkness. He barely sleeps unless there was someone beside him. He turned and stared at the clock and slowly his eyes betrayed him. He tried to distract himself by playing with her pomegranates and sucking on them but couldn’t keep them open any longer and the last thing he saw was the face of the girl he had just finished f*****g.

Running for his life and breathing so hard, Camden wanted to pause to catch his breath but the fear of the man in a mask and a g*n in hand made him have second thoughts. He kept on running as fast as he could and by some unknown circumstance, he always ended up in the hospital his mother was murdered in. This night wasn’t any different, Camden ran into the hospital in fear.

“He...help me, Camden,” he heard his dear mother say; “I’m dying, save me.” Her voice came again and this time she was in front of him, Camden looked down at his hands to see himself holding a g*n and almost pulling the trigger.

Camden jerked on the bed and struggled continuously. He endlessly searched for the girl from last night and when he found her, he let out a sigh of relief. He pulled her closer to him and held her tight. He shut his eyes tighter and drifted back to sleep.

“Wanna grab lunch or dinner sometime?” The girl asked l*****g her lips and seductively biting the tip of her finger as she saw Camden checking his bedside clock. It was 7 am. He smirked without giving an answer, standing up to throw on a robe.

She watched his perfectly lined abs hide behind the robe and asked if they could have fun one more time.

Camden smiled and jumped on the bed like a lion but they were interrupted by a slight knock.

“You can come in Patricia,” Camden said coming off the bed.

“Sire?” she squeaked. “A lady is waiting for you in the living room”

“Tell her to wait. I’ll be on my way down soon” he replied as he stared at the girl's perky breasts again. Those babies are so firm he muttered to himself.

“It’s urgent sire”

Camden growled and walked out to see who it was while the blonde chick followed him behind

Camden heaved a breath and walked towards the shadow in the living room.

“What can I do for you miss?”

“Camden...” the figure said as she stood up holding her purse underneath her arm

Camden stood at a point and stared at her stomach bump. His mind travelled far and wide wondering what bad luck he had met on this day

“Rachael?”