One Way Home // Steve Kemp

Twenty Four

Camille's POV

Steve held on to me tight, scared to let go. "What took you so long?" He asked cupping my face with his hands.

I looked into his eyes and smiled for the first time in awhile. "Cara.. she wouldn't let me leave. I eventually had enough and expressed my feelings to her. She let me leave after that."

"Fuck.." he whispered. "I'm never letting you go ever again."

"Trust me, I don't want to leave ever again."

"Let's get you inside.. it's cold."

Steve's hands left my face and went to the small of my back, leading me inside the house. It smelled like home.

"I just want to say I truly am sorry about what I did  to Cara," said Steve once we settled down on the couch. "It was very impulsive, I was just scared about her telling people. But I just made it worse, she's more likely to tell someone now more than ever."

I grabbed his hand in reassurance. "She won't tell anymore," I promised. "She knows I care for you to much and losing you would break me. We may not be on the best of terms right now, but I know she wouldn't hurt me like that."

"Even after everything I did to her.. and you for that matter?"

"Yes, she doesn't understand this relationship, she doesn't understand what you do, but she's still a good person. She wouldn't sabotage us like that."

Steve didn't answer, just stared a me with a smile growing on his face. "What?" I laughed.

"I'm just so fucking glad you're back." He pulled me closer to him making me straddle his waist.

"What do you say? Want to celebrate this return?" He questioned as his hands wandered down to my butt.

"Hmm, what kind of celebrating?" I tease.

"I think you know."

"I'm not sure I do."

"Want me to show you?"

"Yes."

I was instantly picked up off of the couch and carried into the bedroom. I was then throw on the bed making my eyes widen.

"Aggressive," I laughed.

"I've fucking missed you that's why," growled Steve before attaching his lips to my mouth.

The kiss right off the bat was hot and fast. We weren't going to play around tonight. "Steve.." I whimpered when his lips left mine.

"Patience," he smirked getting off of me. I frowned until I realized what he was doing.

He took his shirt off painfully slow, he wasn't any faster about taking his pants off. I was getting impatient so I started to strip myself as well, that was until his hands stopped me.

"I don't think so, that's my job."

"Then hurry up!" I spoke.

He slapped my thigh making me jump. "I'll say this once more.. patience."

He went back to stripping himself until he was left in nothing. He then finally put his focus back on me, and stripped me into nothing as well. We were finally dress free.

He put his lips on my neck causing me to moan. It didn't help when he put his fingers against my clit either.

"Fuck Steve," I moaned running my hands through his hair. "That feels so good."

He hovered over me, smiling down at me. "We're only getting started."

He started to back down, towards my pussy. He was getting dangerously close to it. I tried to move my hips up towards him to feel some sort of satisfaction.

"You definitely need to learn patience my love," he laughed. "How many more times as I going to have to say that?"

"Steve, please I need you." He started to attack my pussy at my pleads. Who knew that it would turn him on.

He put his tongue in my hole making my back arch. He then moved his thumb to rub my clit, making it arch even more. I was a moaning mess.

From all of the stimulation I was quick to come. Steve licked everything up, satisfied with what he's done.

He came up to his me and I could taste myself on him. It was a very erotic feeling.

Steve wasted no time before he thrust himself in me. Barley giving me enough time to even comprehend what he was doing.

"You're so needy," I teased in between moans.

"Don't start," he groaned as he thrusted harder.

We moaned in unison, at peace with one another. We needed each other, I don't care what anyone has to say about Steve or our relationship. We were made to be together.

It didn't take long before we both finished. And once we did we laid down next to each other. Relaxing in each others presence.

"I love you," Steve muttered holding me tight.

"I love you too."

I couldn't imagine my life anywhere else. This was my home.

Steve was my home.

The End.

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