One Way Home // Steve Kemp

Seven

Camille's POV

*Sexual Content Warning*

Steve and I have been seeing each other for awhile now. Three weeks exactly and honestly, I've never been happier. He is more inquisitive then any other guys I have talked to in the past.

The doorbell to my apartment building rang. There was only one person I knew that it could be, Steve. I opened the door and there he was, with Chinese takeout in his hands.

"Hi," I said giving him a quick kiss and taking the food from him.

"Hey beautiful." He followed be into the kitchen where I set the food down.

"I am starving!" Steve spun me around and pressed me up against the counter.

"Hmm.. I bet you are," he smiled kissing me. I smiled into the kiss and pulled away.

"Let's eat first," I laughed. "I'm actually going to die of hunger right now." Steve let go of my waist giving me room to get our food. He got fried rice and I got sesame chicken. Chinese was probably my favorite cuisine.

"Here you go," I said holding the box of food out to Steve. He took it from me and we both sat down on my couch.

"Not to be insensitive, but does it ever get boring now eating meat?" I asked looked over at Steve.

"No, other things can fill the void," he said vaguely. I nodded my head in response. From his body language alone, you could tell he didn't really want to talk about the subject, so I left it at that.

"Did you uh.. tell anyone about us?" Steve asked taking a bite of his food.

Out of natural instinct, my cheeks flushed in embarrassment. "Uh yeah actually I have. My best friend, Cara."

A smirk spread across is face, "What'd you say about me?"

"That I met a really hot guy that I really like."

"You set my expectations to high."

"Well I think you deserve them." Me and Steve continued to talk about our life. How his surgeries have gone, how drunk men can be assholes. You know, the usual.

"You done?" He asked me as I put my food box on the coffee table.

"Yeah why?"

He smirk before grabbed my hand and standing up with me. "Let's dance."

"What! Steve no," I protested. It didn't matter, he still dragged me into the middle of the room and turned up the music that was playing.

"Why? You don't want to dance with me?" He pouted.

"Oh get that look off your face! I just suck at dancing."

"Yeah well so do I but no one's watching."

He spun me around and let go of my hand. I started to do a little bit of a sway, very awkwardly. He laughed at me causing me to glare at him.

"I thought this was a judge free zone." I continued to sway despite his laughter.

"It is! You're just cute." He grabbed my hand and put his arm around my waist.

"Oh, we are salsaing now." I followed Steve's movement to go with the rhythm.

"I'm pretty sure that's not even a word," he said very closely to my face.

"It is now," I spoke kissing him. I twirled out of his arms and slide across the room from my socks being on.

"If you are going to judge me then I'll just dance by myself." I turned my club mindset on. I put my hands up in the arm and started to swing my hips to the music.

"Fuck," I heard Steve mumbled. I didn't acknowledge him though. I just kept on dancing. I looked over at Steve and saw him with his phone out pointed at me causing me to immediately stop dancing.

"What ever you just took, delete it," I said glaring at him playfully.

He looked down at his phone before looking up at me. "Never. That video it never going to leave my phone."

Steve sat down on my couch and stared at me in thought. "Let's go away somewhere?" My eyes widened in surprise, that was very unexpected. "Only if you want to."

"Um.. yeah sure. Let's do it." A smile grew on my face.

"Fuck it," he smiled. "Where would you want to go?"

I walked over to him sitting on his lap. "Anywhere."

"How bout it be a surprise?" I grabbed the side of his face and carefully stroked his cheek.

"Okay.. fuck it." I licked my lips and connected them to Steve's. Steve grabbed my waist tightly and pulled me closer to him. Fuck. A weekend with him might absolutely destroy me.

I felt his bulge press up against me making me moan.  "See what you do to me?" He growled connecting his lips to my neck.

"Steve.." I moaned as he found my sweet spot. I started to grind on him making us both hiss in pleasure.

"You want to ride me?" Steve gazed up at me. Fuck, seeing him look at me just turns me on even more.

"Shit.. yeah fucking anything." I stood up taking my shirt and bra off. I took Steve's shirt off as well as he unbuttoned my jeans and started to slide them down. Once they were off, I pulled off Steve's pants and underwear leaving us both naked.

"God you're gorgeous." Steve grabbed my hips and pulled me down on top of his lap. His dick rubbed up on my clit making me clench up around nothing.

I hovered over him before slowly pushing his dick into my pussy. Steve threw his head back groaning. "Fuck Cam, you are killing me." I smirked before going faster, up and down.

He took hold of one of my tits and put my nipple inside his mouth, bitting down on it. I inhaled in shock. That felt fucking good.

"Do that again," I whimpered. Following my command, Steve continued to suck and but down on me. The more he did that, and the more I rode him, the closer I got to my climax.

"I'm not going to last much longer."

"Fucking cum baby." Steve's voice sent me into action. I rolled my eyes back and screamed Steve's name as I rode out my high. I clenched on his dick, which triggered him to come along side me.

As we both came down from our highs, we tried to catch our breathe. "I was not expecting to fuck you on my couch tonight," I said looking at our surroundings.

"The best things are unexpected."

We stood up and got ourselves cleaned up and refreshed. Instead of putting back on my jeans, I decided to wear my pajamas instead.

"Shit," I heard Steve say from the other room.

I walked over to him and grabbed his shoulder. "What?"

"I didn't pull out."

"It's fine, I'm on birth control anyways. There is nothing to worry about." I rubbed his arm trying to soothe him.

"I know but you still always want me to."

"As just another protection method. Not doing it once isn't going to do anything." Steve gave me a soft kiss. The different sides of him, his rough and soft sides, just bring him more alive. Fuck. I might love this man.

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We are only the 25 mins
into the actual movie.
I feel like this is going to be one long story but I'm not complaining.
I enjoy writing it and I hope you enjoy reading it!