Chapter 1
Camilla's POV.
I tried to stop myself but I couldn't. The emotions surging through me was too much. I let him kiss me and I kissed back with careless abandon. I was already wet down there. He held me closer and I could feel his erection. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.
But I barely knew him. I just met him at the club. We conversed telepathically and soon, he was walking towards me. Before I could even realize it, he kissed me. We were soon on our way to one of the hotel rooms. The door was barely open when my shirt was torn off me. He guided me to the bed and covered my lips with his. He sucked and kissed me fiercely. He put his hand under my bra and squeezed my breasts. He used his other hand to unbuckle his trousers revealing a very big cock. I was awed. I reached out and touched it. I massaged it gently and he let out a soft moan. I went on my knees, ready to give him a blow job. After some time, he moaned and placed me on the bed. He unclapsed my bra and took it off completely. He put his mouth on one of my nipples and used his hand to squeeze the other. The moment I felt his hot mouth on my nipples, I felt something hot rush through me. He bit slightly on my nipples and sucked for a while before he went to the other one. I couldn't bear the torture. I was already begging him to do it already. But he seemed to want to take his time.
Next, he took off my pants and kissed me down there. I moaned and begged him to do it already. He spread my legs for easy access and I pushed my hips to him. He entered me slowly,slowly and soon he increased his pace. I moaned in pleasure. "What is your name, so that I can call you?"
"Not knowing your name makes it more fun" he replied. I was too engrossed in the 'fun' to care about anything else.
This happened three years ago. I neither saw nor heard anything about this guy. I found out a few weeks later that I was pregnant. That was the beginning of my nightmares.
I packed my clothes neatly inside my bag. Tears dripped down my face as I remembered everything. I didn't bother wiping them. There is one person I remain ever grateful to. His name is Michael. Michael. My best friend and my everything. Three years ago, when I found out I was pregnant, my parents were furious. I was sent out of the house to go live with the man who got me pregnant. But where will I go? I knew nothing about him except his face. Michael helped me move to another city, away from ridicule. I lived in his own apartment and he provided everything I needed for those three years.
"Michael", I called.
" Yes dear", he answered and walked into my room. "Michael" I muttered again and fell into his arms. Tears ran down my face all the more. He held me in his arms,giving me all the comfort I needed until I cried to my fill. "Thank you for everything…" "It's fine. Just take a deep breath. I know you are a brave girl. Go out and show them how much of a big girl you have become. If you have any issues, don't hesitate to call me. Okay?" I nodded my head and wiped my tears with the handkerchief he offered me.
Three hours later, my son,Kelvin and I were at the junction. I had told Mike to drop me there. I just needed to walk a few meters and I will be home. I felt a tap on my shoulder and it was Kendra, my friend from our neighborhood. We greeted each other warmly and agreed to meet later. I turned just in time to see Kelvin almost running right into the road. "Kelvin"!!!!!!
Kelvin's POV
I was seated in the car with my driver and friend,Victor. He had been assigned to me by my dad since I was a boy. I was sulking at the moment and he knew it was best to let me be.
" Kelvin "!!!!
The name drew my attention because it was my name too. My driver too was alerted because the call was loud enough. Luckily, it was just in time to escape hitting the little boy. 'Little Kelvin' I muttered to my self. I looked up to behold a beautiful face. She was maybe his sister or mum. I didn't get a good look, I only saw her hug him tightly before Victor zoomed off. 'She must care for him so much'. I quickly put the incident behind me.
Camilla's POV
I hugged Kelvin close and asked" are you hurt?" He shook his head to indicate no. "Why did you run off? You almost scared me" I wiped the tears off his face and held his hands firmly. Thank God the driver hadn't hit him. I looked at Kelvin again and smiled. I could remember how the name came about. I had wanted to name him Chris. But my friend, Lisa asked me to name him Kelvin. Lisa was someone who always sees things differently. She always says things that leave Michael and I puzzled. She just said "name him Kelvin. My instincts just tells me things will fall in place when you do that". Michael and I looked at each other and laughed. But Lisa was serious. In the end, he was named Kelvin as Lisa chose.
Quietly, we walked to my house. Fortunately, it wasn't locked. Indicating that someone was home. I took a deep breath and knocked. The door was opened by my mum. " mum", I called and hugged her. "Camilla" she called back. We went into the house. My mum looked at me for a while. " Camilla my daughter. I have missed you" She stood up and hugged me again. "I am sorry mum" I began. "It's alright. It's all in the past now. Come here son." Kelvin went to her and she hugged him.
For three years while I was away, I was angry with my parents for turning me out as well as my self for letting them down. I was both angry and ashamed that I didn't call them. However, Michael always related my well-being to them to keep their hearts at ease. He never told me about it until this morning. Dad was going to return in the evening. I settled down in my room to rest. I made up my mind to go job hunting the following day.