Matthew and Camille Ch. 09byinnocent_angel©
****Hey guys, here is Chapter 9 of Matt & Cam. I want to first apologize for taking so long to update this. I hope you guys enjoy. I want to bring this story to a close pretty soon. I will let you guys know. Those who have left contact info with his/her feedback will probably be notified sooner. As usual, please excuse the errors. There were originally well over 14,000 words in this chapter until I cut it in half, but I continued to add to it so it's back up to a little over 11,000. I proofed as much as I could before the words started to run together. Well, here you go, please let me know what you think. ****
"What the hell is that on your neck? Did he latch on and not let go or something?" Danielle asked in a rather loud voice.
"Oh, dear God," Camille mumbled pulling up the collar of her shirt with one hand and hiding her face with the other as people around the restaurant began to look their way.
"Subtle, Elle," Amy said taking a sip of her margarita.
Danielle looked around the restaurant at the faces of the other patrons. She lifted her hand waving them off. "Who cares? They don't know us."
"That makes it better," Amy said sarcastically.
"Whatever. Are you telling me that you worked with her all day and you didn't once notice that big ass mark on her neck?" Danielle said pointing her fork at Camille's neck.
Amy shrugged. "I barely saw her today."
"Look at it," Danielle said still pointing.
"Could we drop this?" Camille said through clinched teeth, looking around the restaurant.
Ignoring her, Amy moved over to look at the spot. "Geez, girl, no wonder you hid from me all day."
Camille rolled her eyes. "I did not hide from you today."
Amy laughed. "Yeah, right. This girl practically threw herself down a stairwell when she saw me coming," Amy said to Danielle. "And now I know why."
She hadn't thrown herself down any stairs but, mostly, what Amy said was true. Camille had almost jumped for joy at the end of the day at having gotten through work without anyone, mainly Amy, noticing. She'd somehow managed that by keeping her shirt pulled up and staying away from her friend whenever she came her way.
"It's just a hickey," Camille said, repeating Matt's words.
Danielle moved Camille's collar. "That's a big ass hickey."
Camille slapped her hand away. "Would you two stop," she said, getting annoyed. "Can we eat, please?" She asked, indicating the partially eaten meals in front of them. "I'm hungry."
"I'll bet you are," Amy said still looking at Camille's neck.
"So how did it go with the little girl? What's her name, Ana?" Danielle asked.
"Arianna, and it was fun," Camille said thinking back to how Ari had insisted that they exchange phone numbers. Ari had also promised to call some time during the week.
"So what was it like playing mommy for an afternoon?" Danielle asked picking up her Cosmo.
Camille rolled her eyes. "I didn't play mommy. I wasn't trying to. We just watched a movie and hung out at Matt's."
"So you and Matt didn't get to go out?" Amy asked.
Camille shook her head. "No. We stopped by his sisters to visit for a little while but, poor Ari just wanted to be with her dad. She started crying and there was no way either one of us could have enjoyed a date knowing that she was that upset." She shrugged. "So, we rented a movie, ate some pizza, and after Ari fell asleep, Matt and I talked. We all had breakfast the next morning and talked some more." Shit.
"Wait a minute," Amy said holding up a hand. "You stayed at his house?"
Camille bit her tongue. She hadn't told them about that, and she hadn't planned to. They had no idea that she and Matt had actually progressed to the next level, she just couldn't bring herself to talk about it, not yet anyway. She gave a sigh before she spoke. "Yes, I stayed the night at his house. Ari was asleep and I didn't drive, so I slept over. No big deal."
"Yeah, right, that thing on your neck is a big ass deal," Danielle said with narrowed eyes.
Camille rolled her eyes. "Would you get over this hickey? You guys act as if I'm the first person to ever have one. It's just the one...that you can see," she said, mumbling the last part under her breath as she took a sip of her appletini.
"What?" Amy asked.
"Nothing. Look, Matt's birthday is tomorrow," she said changing the subject. "He and his sister are having a birthday party at her restaurant this weekend. It's something they do every year. Matt told me to invite you guys, so, you're invited."
"You mean we're actually going to get to socialize with your new beau and his family?" Danielle asked. She rubbed her hands together deviously. "Can't wait."
"Hey, would it be cool if Kale came too?" Amy asked.
Camille shrugged. "Should be, I'll ask just in case, though," she said pulling out her phone to send Matt a text.
"Are you still trying to hook me up with your brother?" Danielle asked putting her glass down. "Is he even back yet?"
"Yes, I'm still trying to hook you up with my brother, he needs some loving, and he just got in a couple of days ago. I pitched that whole welcome home party idea to him and he just about tore my head off," Amy said rolling her eyes. "But this party isn't centered around him so maybe he'll be cool with it."
"Please don't say the words, 'my brother needs some loving', ever again."
Camille laughed as her phone vibrated and her attention was diverted.
The more the merrier, Matt's text read, followed by, what are you wearing? ; )
Camille couldn't help but smile as she looked at the screen. Clothes, you freak. At dinner with Danielle and Amy. What are you up to? She typed in response.
At home, watching the game...lonely. Will you be able to ditch them tonight?
Camille glanced up at Amy and Danielle who were still talking about Kale and hook-ups, or whatever. She turned her attention back to her phone and began her response. Maybe. You're watching the game though.
Screw this game, my team is losing anyway.
Lol. Okay, what do you have in mind?
I don't know, maybe you and me fucking on every usable surface in your house...
Camille gave an unexpected peal of laughter which caused Amy and Danielle to cease their conversation to look at her. She looked up when she realized that the two of them had gotten quiet. "What?"
"What the hell are you doing on that phone," Danielle said leaning over to try to see it.
Camille moved the phone out of her view, quickly exiting the text message. "Hey, keep your wandering eyes away from my phone. I was just asking Matt about the party. He says bringing Kale is fine, by the way."
"I'll bet that's what he said," Amy said, skeptically. "With the way your cheeks are turning red, you'd think the boy was sending you pictures of his dick."
Danielle laughed and Camille rolled her eyes, covertly touching her cheeks. "I'm not blushing."
"Whatever," the two of them said at the same time.
She rolled her eyes for the thousandth time then looked down at her phone as she received a new message. It can be my early birthday present.
How do you know I wasn't getting you something else for your birthday?
Ha, well I'll just save you a lot of trouble. I want you, naked beneath me screaming my name.
Camille's face heated even more and she felt moisture pool in her panties. Sounds good to me. I'll let you know when I'm on my way home. Do I need to stop for...protection?
No, I'll take care of that, you just get that gorgeous body of yours home as soon as possible.
See you in a little bit...
She put her phone in her purse, then looked up at Amy and Danielle who were still watching her. "What?"
"You look like you're ready to go," Danielle said pushing her empty plate away.
"Well, yeah, Matt wants to come over to watch a movie," she lied, "so I want to get home before it gets to be too late."
"Aww," Amy said. "You guys are the cutest new old couple."
"Shut up," Camille said laughing. "Where's the waiter," she said looking around.
"We'll take care of it--"
"What!?" Amy exclaimed. "I didn't say I was paying for--"
Danielle waved her away. "Hush. We'll get yours. Just go be with that hot man of yours."
Camille smiled and stood grabbing her purse. "Thank you," she said hugging Danielle, "Thank you," she said again, hugging Amy who fought her a little. "I owe you both."
"Yes, you do," Amy grumbled.
"Bye," Camille sang as she nearly skipped out of the restaurant.
"Oh, my God, happy birthday. Oh, God, happy birthday, Matt. Happy birthday baby, mmm, that feels so good. Happy birthday, happy birthday," Camille moaned loudly as she gently pulled Matt's hair. His mouth was doing amazing things to her pussy. He sucked gently on her clit before dipping that magic tongue of his into her opening. He'd told her not to muffle her sounds of ecstasy tonight and she didn't. Her screams and moans bounced off of the walls of her otherwise quiet house and she was eternally glad that she lived alone in a house and not an apartment.
Her breath quickened as she felt the beginnings of her orgasm. He'd already given her two, but apparently, that hadn't been enough for his liking because he was working hard to give her a third. She didn't know how much more she would be able to take. The pleasure he gave was so wondrous that she felt as if she would pass out at any moment.
She let out a scream as her third climax washed over her body causing her to spasm uncontrollably. Matt placed a steadying hand on her stomach as he continued to lap up all of her sweet juices. After her spasms turned in to the occasional shake, he kissed a trail from her mound, over her stomach, to her breasts, taking first one dark nipple then the other into his mouth to lick and gently suckle them before continuing his trail up her neck, to finally nibble on her bottom lip.
"You okay?" He asked against her mouth as he settled between her thighs.
Camille waited for the room to come back into focus and her breathing to calm down before she spoke. "Not really," she answered honestly. "I--," she started to speak but instead sucked in a sharp breath as Matt entered her and whatever she had been about to say was forgotten.
"Are you okay, now?" Matt asked as he began a slowly move his hips.
Camille swallowed. "Getting better," she said in a breathless voice. Through hazy eyes she saw that cocky smile that he often got, the one she loved and hated at the same time.
He lowered his lips to hers, kissing her directly on the lips for the first time since he'd come up for air. She tasted her essence on his lips and mouth and it turned her on even more. This whole thing was so new to her. She'd never had a man give her oral so when Matt had kissed his way down to her pussy, she had tried to stop him. He didn't stop, though, instead he'd told her to relax in that deep sexy voice of his and she did as she was told. With the first swipe of his hot tongue, she'd been glad that he hadn't listened.
"Matt..." Camille's moans began to grow again as Matt quickened his pace.
"Speak to me, miele," he said as he laced his fingers with hers, resting their hands on the bed beside her head as he continued to drive into her. He kissed his way down to her neck as he rolled his hips to gently slam into her again. She felt him sucking at the skin covering her clavicle and she knew he was giving her yet another hickey.
She opened her mouth to speak but the only thing that came out was another moan. A moment later, riding the tails of the previous one, her climax hit her, hard. She hadn't felt anything like it before. It was so...intense. Every nerve in her body seemed to be electrified and firing off at the same time. She tried to fight it, but she was helpless as her vision became dark and Matt began to fade.
Camille woke some time later to the sound of her alarm going off. She cracked one eye open and immediately regretted it. She closed her eyes tightly for a moment before trying again. She lifted her head and realized that she'd been lying on Matt's chest. She lifted her eyes to his to find that he was still sleeping peacfully, his dark hair falling across his face. She smiled as she lifted her hand to move his hair away from his face. At her touch, he immediately opened his eyes to meet hers.
"Mmm, buon giorno," he said rubbing a hand across his face, trying to rub away the exhaution.
"Good morning," she said. "The alarm went off," she explained.
"Mmm," he said again, as he tightly closed his eyes, as she had before, against the morning sun.
"What happened last night?" She asked when he opened his eyes again.
Matt gave her a cocky smile. "You passed out."
"I did what?"
"You...passed...out." His smile remained as he moved his hands to rest behind his head. "First time it's ever happened?"
"Oh, don't get so full of yourself," she said as she sat up.
Matt shrugged. "Hey, I'm just glad to have been of service."
Camille picked up a pillow and tossed it at him. He deflected it easily. "I'm going to take a shower," she said moving toward the bathroom. "Don't you need one?" She asked, when he didn't follow.
His eyes quickly cleared of any drowsiness as he quickly got up from the bed and went to join her.
"We're both going to be late for work if you don't stop," Camille said between Matt's kisses. They were both partially dressed, standing in the middle of her bedroom, but Camille seemed to be the only one attempting to get fully dressed. Matt stood shirtless with his arms around her trying to convince her to come back to bed. "Unlike you, I can't just say 'hey, I want to have sex all day. I'll be in when I feel like it'."
Matt smiled against her lips. "You could call in sick."
"As tempting as that is, I'm going to have to say no," Camille answered regretfully.
Matt groaned. "But it's my birthday."
"You're going to guilt me into skipping work?"
He gave a laugh. "If that's what it takes."
Camille finally managed to slip from his arms. She put some distance between them before turning to speak to him. "You had your birthday present, as you may recall," she said pointing at the bed. "How about I just wish you a happy birthday now and take you out for lunch later?"
Matt slowly began to close the distance between them. "Why can't I eat now?" He asked as his eyes darted to her center before meeting her eyes again.
"Mmm, Matt, you're going to have to stop that," she said as she began to feel moisture pooling in her panties. She continued to back up as he slowly moved in on her.
"Is it making you change your mind?" He asked giving her a devious smile.
Camille bit her lip, torn between him and dragging herself in to work. "No," she said shaking her head, "it's not. Now go get dressed."
The determination in her voice let him know that she was serious about going to work. He gave a frustrated sigh before throwing himself across the bed. He let out a loud grunt into a pillow before propping his head up on his hand to watch her. "You're going to give me blue balls," he said, his eyes still following her moves.
She laughed as she put the studs in her ears. "I am not. We barely slept last night because you refused to let me so much as drift off. I had to pass out in order to get some rest, and I'm not completely certain that I was able to even then."
Matt smiled. "All the more reason for you to call in sick."
Camille slipped into her heels then walked over to the bed, standing above him. "I'll be fine. Now get up," she said before slapping his behind then quickly darting out of the room before he stood and began to chase her.
On Saturday night, Camille and Danielle arrived at Il Piccolo Villaggio at the same time and Camille waved her over.
"Well don't you look delicious?" Danielle said as she stopped in front of Camille.
"You like it?" She asked looking down at the simple, yet sexy red dress that stopped at her knees. "It's not too revealing is it?" She asked referring to the bit of cleavage that the dress revealed.
"Are you kidding? No, that dress is tastefully hot," Danielle answered. "My dress, however, may be a little slutty," she said referring to strapless black dress she wore. The dress was far from slutty but it did offer up a bit more cleavage and it hugged her curves in all of the right places, and like Camille's, it stopped at her knees.
Camille looked down at the dress, then back up and smiled. She'd gotten rid of her usual ponytail, letting her thick black hair fall around her shoulders in waves. "Wow, who are you trying to impress? Wouldn't be a certain military man who just got home from basic would it?"
"Shut up. I just wanted to look good," Danielle said smoothing out an imaginary wrinkle.
"And you do. Now let's get in there where all of the fun is going on," Camille said leading Danielle to the door.
"Good evening, ladies," a young man standing at the door said smiling as they approached. Camille recognized the kid as one of the waiters she'd seen when she and Matt ate at the restaurant. "How are you this evening?"
"We're great, how about you?" Danielle asked returning his smile.
He nodded. "May I have your names, please?"
"Yes, I'm Camille Flynn and this is my sister Danielle," she answered pointing at herself then her sister.
He looked down at the clip board he held in his hand. "Alright, there you are. Will the rest of your party be arriving soon?" He asked.
"They will. They should be here any minute," she said looking down at the slim silver watch on her wrist.
"Wow, they have a list for their birthday party?" Danielle asked in disbelief.
The waiter, whose name Camille couldn't remember, smiled. "Yes, ma'am. Mara's cooking is very popular and everything on the menu will be served tonight. Not to mention the open bar. Last year we had a few uninvited guests to crash so the list strategy was put into effect."
"Well, geez, what some people won't do for free food and booze," she said shaking her head as the man opened the door.
Camille laughed. "Hey, it's good food." As they walked through the doors they were met with a combination of the wonderful foods that Mara offered, and a million different conversations going on at the same time. She looked around the room and saw many different faces, some she recognized, some she didn't, broken up into many small groups, all enjoying themselves.
"This is nice," Danielle said turning to look around the restaurant. "And that food smells good as hell."
"Didn't I tell you?" Camille said smiling.
"Well, little sister, you--"
"Camille, Camille, Camille!" They heard from somewhere behind them.
They each turned and Camille smiled as she saw Ari running toward them. "Hey, girlie," she said as Ari threw her arms around Camille's waist.
Ari released Camille and looked up at her. "Do you like my dress?" She said twirling so that Camille could get the full effect.
Camille looked at the maroon colored sleeveless dress. At the top, it was decorated with small black flowers with silver accents and the bottom flared out slightly, stopping just shy of her ankles. "I love your dress, Ari. You look so lovely in it," she said smoothing her hand over the back of Ari's head so as not to ruin the woven pattern with the little maroon flower barrettes at the top.
Ari smiled proudly. "Thank you. Papa took me shopping and I picked it out myself. Your dress is pretty, too," she said, smoothing her tiny fingers over the fabric.
Camille's smile widened. "Thank you. And you did a wonderful job of picking yours out," she said then bent to pick her up. "Now I want you to meet someone. Ari this is my sister Danielle. Danielle, this is Matt's daughter Arianna."