50 Shades of Dallas (Cameron Dallas)

Surprise Visitor

I wake up an yawn as I stretch out. "Cameron?" I ask looking around. I lay backdown and smile up at the ceiling. Life is good.

I just wish Cameron would put a label on us as dating. He doesn't like it when I say we're dating because he doesn't like hearts and flowers.

I still hate Mrs. Fucking Robinson for doing this to him but I do tend to have a little bit of fun while we do it. Or maybe a lot of fun while we play.

I get up and go straight to my room to pick out some clothes. I pick out a purple crop top that hugs my body perfectly with some light grey skinny jeans. Oh and a bra and matching underwear from Victoria's Secret.

I sneak back to Cameron's room and go into his bathroom. I liked his bathroom better than the bathroom downstairs because it smelt like him.

I mean the whole place smells like him but his bathroom really smells like him because of his soap and cologne and stuff. It smelt heavenly.

I turn on the water just as Cameron walks in. "What are you doing?" He asks. I jump and turn around to face him. "Taking a bath...?" It comes out as more of a question. Smooth.

"Okay?" He says mocking me. "Why don't I give you one?" I nod and step into the bath. I watch as he rolls up his sleeves and kneels by the tub.

"MRS. CANIFF!" Cameron yells. In runs Taylor's wife but as soon as she sees me she shields her eyes.

"Get me a cup please." Cameron says. Woah. When did he ever use the word please with his staff? She returns later with a red plastic party cup.

"Thank you." Woah, when did he ever use thank you? He's changing. That's clear to see but who's doing it? Am I changing him? Or is he changing me?

He fills the cup with water as I tip my head back. The feeling of his fingers going through my hair felt amazing. I wish he could wash my hair forever.

The way he scrubs it just right. Not to much finger tip and not to much of his nails. It feels heavenly and he scrubs every inch of my head.

He rinses his hands before picking up the cup again. He rinses my hair then adds conditioner. I watch as he grabs the body wash and squirts some into his hands.

He rubs my shoulders, then my chest. Then, teasingly, he washes my breasts. Playing with my nipples as he does. "Baby." I whine as I bite my lip.

"Daddy please no teasing. Please!" I whine. "Okay, okay." He chuckles before rubbing my kitty hard and slow. A soft moan escapes my lips causing him to smirk.

He washes my legs and belly quickly before rinsing me off. "We have that dinner tonight." He says.

"With your parents?" I ask. He nods. He still holds the cup and fills it with water. Then he rinses all the conditioner out of my hair.

I stand and put my arms up. He wraps the towel around my body before lifting me out of the tub. As he drives me off he leaves soft kisses all over my body.

My breasts, my nipples, my belly, my kitty. All over. Soft moans escape my lips as he continues to kid my skin. "So warm, baby." He whispers against my neck.

"I have to go to work." I say pushing lightly on his chest. "How about we both call in today." I can feel his smirk against my neck.

"I can't Cameron." I back away and head for my room. He grabs my arm and spins me around right before I reach the door of my room. "Okay, I have to leave. Taylor will give you a ride to work." He says before kissing my lips.

"Wear something appropriate." I smile and nod. He walks off towards the elevator as I enter my room. I skim through my closet to find anything I could wear to work. A I walk further in I see corsets and lingerie.

I giggle go back to the front of my closet.  Hmm, I think to myself. Cameron said something appropriate. Stick to something appropriate.

I pull out a light blue Aeropostale shirt with regular blue skinny jeans. As for my hair I put it in a neat bun. For makeup I don't do much. Just the usual eyeliner, mascara and lip gloss.

I check myself in the mirror that's attached to my door. Cameron would approve. I slip into my black sneakers and head downstairs.

Mrs. Caniff awaits with a brown sack. "Your lunch an here's your breakfast." I take the lunch sack an sit at the breakfast bar. "Thank you, but do you have anything quick? Perhaps an apple?" She nods and gets me an apple from the huge fridge.

I mean it was huge. You could probably fit six of me in there, but then again I am pretty little. I take the apple and take a bite as I get in the elevator.

"Thank you Mrs. Caniff." I say before Taylor presses the button. The ride in the elevator is silent for the most part. To me it was awkward silence just because this man buys all my lingerie and stuff.

"Do you like your job?" I pipe up as we exit the elevator. He opens the car door for me and I get in. "Yes, Miss Kline." He says once he's in. I buckle my seatbelt.

"Please, call me Sarah."

"Yes, Sarah."

The ride to my work was silent which gave me time to think. Although sometimes I don't think it's good to think. Thinking to much causes bad things for me.

When we had sex, Cameron and I, I'm glad he didn't say anything about my scars. I had a few rough years. I'm better now. I've won my battle with my fucked up mind. See Cameron isn't the only one fucked up.

When we arrive I slide out of the car. "Thanks, Taylor." I say leaving a $10 bill on the seat. "I don't need your money. I appreciate though. I get paid well."

I hesitate before taking my money back. "Mr. Dallas will pick you up." He says. I shut the door and wave before walking into the publishing office. I was glad I was a writer. I love to write.

I head up to my office put my purse down in my seat. When I turn around Nash is in the doorway which makes me jump. "Mr. Grier." I say.

"We've been over this. It's Nash. Did I scare you?" He asks. I nod and stand silently. "Go down the street and buy me lunch with a latte." He pulls out his wallet and hands me cash.

"Yes, Nash." I give him a friendly smile before walking past him out of my office. "Ham and cheese sandwich, please." I nod and head for the doors. I can feel his gaze on my ass. Wow my boss is a sleaze.

I glance across the street and sure enough my bodyguard is there. I groan in frustration. I didn't think that I needed a bodyguard but apparently to Cameron I do.

I walk in to the food place and head for the counter. "Hi can I get a ham and cheese sandwich?" I ask. The lady nods and I give her the cash.

I take the food and when I get all the way back to my office, Ana is waiting for me. "So you're a writer?" She asks. I nod and set Nash's things down.

Nash walks in later and takes his sandwich. "Thanks beautiful." Is what I hear from him. I look up to meet his gaze. He has a weird smile plastered on his face. I sit at my chair and get back to work.

A few times Nash would come in and just watch me. It's beginning to get weird with him. It's pretty obvious that he liked me. I don't understand why he doesn't just come out and say it. I don't understand why he has to be a perv about it.

"You have a visitor Miss Kline." Tiffany says. She's the girl who works at the front desk. "Send them in please." Jeez can Cameron ever get enough of me?

Cameron wasn't the one who walked through my office door though. "Lela... what a lovely surprise."