Chapter 106 A Birthday Cake Ii

• Of course it was Camilla. She was the only one with the audacity to do something like that. Why was he even surprised? He eyed Angel’s ass as she stretched over the table to pick up the champagne. Before she could straighten up, he stepped behind and held her hands. The nightwear she was wearing was thin enough for him to see her body.
• Pushing the bucket and cake to the far end of the table, he made her turn to him. If he couldn’t gift her something tangible, an orgasm was appropriate. Her chest fell in calm breaths. She was waiting for him. He lifted her to the edge of the table, and she yelped when her ass touched the water that spilled from the bucket earlier. He didn’t care. Pinning her back to the table, he took off her nightwear, shaking his head when she tried to fold her arms across her chest.
• “I’m going to go get glasses for our wine.”