All Chapters of The Fated Fake Marriage: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Holy shit.Then he’s on me. His hips drive me back against the wall as his tongue delves deeper. His hard cock has me pinned. The grip he has on my hair tightens and is near painful, and I feel every single dormant cell in my body reignite.With my head pulled back, he leans down and runs his tongue up the length of my neck and along my jaw.Dear God…His lips suck mine, and I swear it’s the kiss of the devil.Pure sin.My body quivers in need of the domination he wants to give. He smirks sexily and licks his lips as he looks down at me. “Goodnight then, Bloss. I’ll pick you and Owen up at ten in the morning. Be ready.”He turns and casually walks down the path before he jumps into the cab.I watch him drive away into the darkness with my heart beating hard in my chest.Holy fuck.So much for restraint.I’m totally screwed.28“Dad’s here,” Owen calls excitedly from his place at the window.“Okay,” I call back as my heart goes into epileptic fit mode. Good God, what on earth’s going t

I fold my arms in front of me as he tries to talk me into it.“We could go Friday night, you can go and see them on Saturday, and then on Sunday we could go to the zoo or something. Just the three of us.” He smiles hopefullyI smirk as I look up at him. “You would do that?” I ask.He smiles and takes my face in his hands. “Of course I would. You’re my girl. I would do anything for my girl.” He bends and takes my lips in his as he holds my face. The kiss is tender, sweet, and lingering. I feel my feet lift off the floor.“Are you making another baby?” Owen asks, interrupting our moment.We both look up to find Owen watching us in his underpants.“Yes, we are,” Cameron grumbles, annoyed. “Why are you out here half naked?”“Because you didn’t bring the clothes in,” he says as he puts his little hand on his hip with attitude. “You need to concentrate, Dad, you know.”I giggle at the sight of a four-year-old telling his father off. Cameron rolls his eyes and disappears back into the fittin

He walks through to the kitchen and sits me up on the counter. He spreads my legs in my dress and runs his hands up my bare thighs.Goosebumps scatter my skin as he looks at me. “Do you have any idea how badly I need you?” he whispers.I swallow the lump in my throat and nod. For the first time in nine weeks, we’re alone. This could be dangerous.He grabs my hair in his hand, pulls my head back, and kisses me. His tongue slides through my open mouth and I sigh against his lips.My eyes shut and I moan. Oh God, I need this.I need him.His mouth drops to my neck where he bites and sucks me so hard I think I’ll be marked tomorrow, but I don’t care. I want him to mark me.I want him to claim me.His mouth drops to my breast and he bites my nipple through my dress. I cry out. “Ouch, Cam,” I whisper as I hold the back of his head.“Don’t touch me, Bloss. Not tonight,” he whispers against my breast. “I need it hard and deep. There is no ouch tonight.”Bloody hell. Let’s get straight to it t

He laughs and pulls me down over him. “That’s because you’re a sex maniac, Ashley Tucker, my all night fucker.” He bites me and I giggle as I try to escape.I pull out of his arms and sit up to look at him. “I’m serious, Cam. I want to date. I want to get to know you without the constant power struggle between us. I want to have fun like we did in New York. That was the best weekend of my life.”He smiles softly and runs his thumb across my bottom lip. “Did I tell you I loved you today?” he whispers as his eyes search mine.I smirk. “Only a few thousand times.”He smiles and kisses me quickly. “Let’s go home to our son,” he breathes as he gets out of bed. “I want my whole family sleeping in the same house.”You know those crazy bitches that look at their boyfriends all doe-eyed and shit?I’m one of them.I’ve officially crossed to the other side.Owen and I are standing in line as Cameron organizes our luggage at the airport. We’re en route to New York to see Andrew’s mother. Cameron

Her hips start to move with me and I know she’s close to opening up.“How does that feel, Ashley?”She moans. “So good, sir.” Her hips start to circle faster, her body taking control.I pull her lips apart so I don’t hurt her, and with one hand on her hip, I start to really pull her down onto me with more force.“Open up, Ashley. Let me in.”She cries out and I pull her down hard to slide home deeper. We stay still as our hearts hammer away in our chests. “Now kiss me, Ashley.”She frowns and leans in and gently takes my lips in hers. I slide her forward on my cock and she shudders.“You like that, don’t you?” I ask as I rock her back and forth.She smiles against my lips and nods.“You’re such a dirty girl,” I whisper.“Teach me how to fuck, sir,” she breathes.Oh hell, how much can a man take?“You want to learn how to fuck, baby?” I breathe.She nods. “Yes, please.”I lift her up and slam her back down onto my cock. She whimpers and her head falls back.Up and down, I work her hard