He came back into my life, but we both know he never really left.
It’s different now – in order to protect me, I have to be under his watch. The lifestyle I wanted nothing to do with, I’m fully a part of.
He promised he would take care of me as long as I don’t get involved. When danger knocks at your front door, you have no choice but to open it.
Everyone knew me as Taylor. In Finesse’s world, I was simply Wifey.
We managed to finish dinner and enjoyed a shared dessert. Daryn drove us back home and I settled in the backseat next to Cameron as he held me. My life had been a complete whirlwind and my brain is dizzy just thinking about everything.
Three times already, Cameron saved my life. He killed the men who targeted my father and me. Those are the ones I know about. I’m sure there are others I don’t know and honestly, I’m fine if I never know about them.
Now, I’m no longer just Cameron’s girlfriend. I’m an accessory to murder and just about every illegal activity he’s involved in. I know how long RICO charges go for and if Cameron were to ever get caught, he would be facing decades in prison unless he makes some type of plea deal.
I already knew what side of the law I was on and I no longer struggled with straddling the fence. I’m sure Daddy is turning over in his grave at what I’m doing. Hopefully, he would understand I’m doing everything to ultimately fight for his legacy.
My hand wrapped around Cameron’s waist as I felt his calm heartbeat in my ear. It was a serene silence between us and probably the most peace our relationship had since we reunited.
I don’t know if the peace is because we both have an understanding of each other now or if I finally resigned to the fact this is who Cameron is and that’s it.
Meli’sa Morgan’s “Do You Still Love Me?” softly played in the background during our ride. I closed my eyes as her soulful voice comforted me and I temporarily let go of all of the rollercoaster emotions of the day.
I know this is my new reality – being a drug lord’s girlfriend. Cameron isn’t forcing me to be with him, yet I don’t want to be with anyone else. He’s saved my life in more ways than I can imagine and I don’t think I can ever thank him.
Warmth flowed through my body as my hand fell down in front of his zipper. I massaged his cock through his slacks and Cameron immediately hardened underneath me. A low growl escaped his lips as he rubbed my back.
I unzipped him and pulled his cock out, caressing it as it grew harder and thicker in my hands. Arousal shot through my body with an urgency I had never felt before. Taking his cock with both hands, I kissed the mushroom tip and Cameron moaned his approval.
“Suck me,” he ordered.
I smiled at the demand and obliged. I swiped my tongue over the pre-cum that leaked out of the tip. I remembered how he taught me to suck him off and smiled at the lesson. He knew I was going to suck him off for as long as I lived and he wanted me to do it right.
Hollowing my cheeks, I lowered my mouth around his cock. I sucked on him slow, savoring the musky taste and scent of him. My tongue played with the heavy veins that coursed around his cock, trying to find all of them in some erotic maze.
“Ah, angel…” Cameron moaned.
Giving Cameron pleasure aroused me and I was so eager to suck him more. I bobbed my head up and down along his shaft as Cameron pushed my head down. I became a greedy, cock-hungry whore and I couldn’t get enough of him.
His breath became shallower as he began to thrust his hips, driving his cock inside my mouth, fucking it. Cameron panted and moaned, pulling my hair to the side as he watched his cock go in and out of my needy mouth.
“Taylor…” His voice was harsh and he tightened his grip on my head. “…I’m about to come, baby.”
He came hard and fast in my mouth and I struggled to take all of it. I still milked him with my mouth as his cock wildly jerked inside of me. His body shuddered as he moaned my name over and over, a sign of defeat that I got him in a manner no one else was able to.
I cleaned him off as much as I could and was surprised Cameron’s cock was still hard. He was capable of fucking me in the backseat and would’ve done so had Daryn not turned the corner leading up to his home.
I adjusted my gown as Cameron tucked his cock back inside his slacks. He caressed my cheek before he kissed it. “Thank you.” His lips feathered my earlobe and I giggled.
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