“You really think this is the best way?” She smirks at me in the mirror.
“I’m not the same person you met a few months ago, Smith. Besides the fact that I have you to protect me, I’m getting better at setting boundaries for myself.”
She isn’t lying. She completely overhauled her management team. Lorenzo was able to null and void her contract with Garth and his team, allowing her to sign up with a new independent label. Cami now controls her music and her schedule. She did this all from our apartment—she’s fucking amazing.
I kiss the side of her face. “Yes, you have. I’m so proud of you.”
“You better stop talking like that or we won’t get out of here on time,” she says, pushing onto her tiptoes and giving me a kiss.
“Let’s just get this over with. I hate this bitch.”
“It will be fine, I promise,” she says, while still looking nervous.
“I could help you feel less nervous,” I say, kissing her neck and the shell of her ear.
“Yeah?”
I push her ass against my hard cock as I tightly grip her hip with one hand. I use the other to unzip her jeans. We both watch in the mirror as she helps me wiggle her jeans past her ass. Giving me enough room to slip my hand between her thighs to play with her tight cunt.
As soon as my fingertips touch her clit, she inhales deeply, and I groan. “Maybe we should stop, you don’t want to be late.”
“Don’t stop.” She pants.
“Always so ready for your Alpha, aren’t you? This cunt is so needy, isn’t it?”
I circle my finger slowly in her wetness and play with the tight bud. I watch in the mirror as her head falls back against my chest and her full lips part. I lean forward and kiss her bond mark before sliding two fingers inside her. I move at a slow pace, making her grind her ass against my length.
“Begging for it, aren’t you baby? What do you want?”
“Make me come, please.”
“Mmm, you beg so nicely.” I pick up the pace, fucking her with my fingers as my thumb rubs circles around her clit. Cami’s small body shakes with her impending orgasm, and I clasp a reassuring arm around her breasts holding her upright.
“I can feel your tight pussy squeezing my fingers.” I moan in her ear. Her lips part on a gasp as I feel more slick coat my fingers and Cami whimpers in my arms.
She catches her breath, and I slowly slide my hand from her wet center.
Cami groans and looks down. “I need to change my pants.”
“Was it worth it, though?”
She spins so her back is to the mirror and she’s facing me. Her smile is bright and I can tell she is more relaxed.
I hold up my glistening fingers and plop them in my mouth, tasting her sweet slick. “You’re lucky your makeup is so pretty, or I would have put these fingers in your mouth.”
She smirks at me, and her hand glides down my chest, making my flesh pebble with goosebumps.
“Be good and I’ll return the favor later,” she says while poking me in the chest.
I kiss the side of her face and she smiles before she slides off her jeans completely and walks to her closet to get changed.
This is how I want to get ready every day for the rest of my life.
On the ride over to the studio, we pass a used tire facility and it makes me pull out my phone and log into the correctional facility website.
I’m able to navigate and add to Tire’s commissary. Before he left, he gave me his legal name, Cline Hodges. I added five hundred dollars to his account. That should be enough to make sure he never thinks ill of me in his life.
“What are you doing?” Cami asks from the side of my shoulder.
