My Life Be Like 3 : Alternate Ending ; Cam & London.

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Cameron's POV -

"Who are you talking to little girl ?" I asked London.

"Nigga, I am 20 years old."

"Bitch, I'm 22, now throw that pussy over here & don't make me repeat myself." I licked my lips. (A/N - I Changed It So They're Two Years Apart & I Changed Their Ages)

"Excuse me ?" She smiled.

"You heard me, London."

"Actions speak louder than words." She bit her lip.

London & I recently found Faithe a baby sitter, so we can have some alone time. It actually helps our relationship & benifits Faithe's social skills.

"What you need me to do ?" I whispered in her ear, "I'll break ya' back in if you want. I haven't hit it hard in a minute."

"Cameron...." She smiled.

"I love it when you say my name."

London played in my hair and tugged on it a little.

"You so freaky, Cam." She said standing up & walking out the back door. I followed her.

"You my wife, I have to make love to you." I grabbed her from behind & flung her body against my hard chest.

"But what if I don't want it ?" She giggled.  

I lifted my shirt off and pulled down my cargo's.

"You do though."

She looked at my body, then back at me, pulling her shirt off.

"You right, Cam." She pulled off her shorts & underwear. "I mean, you know how to work ya' tongue." She said putting my hand between her legs. I started rubbing her & she pushed me back into the pool. London took off her bra then got in the water.

"I call all the fuckin' shots, you hear me ?" I asked grabbing London's face and turning it towards mine.

"Yes daddy." She bit her lip.

I lifted her head up and started kissing & sucking on her neck.

"Mmmm Cam." She rubbed the back of my neck.

I wrapped her legs around my waist.

"Beg for it." I groaned tracing tracing my tongue over her lips.

"No.." She moaned.

I pulled her bottom lip into my mouth & sucked on it. I then smacked her ass as hard as I could underneath water.

"What the fuck I say, London ?" I got in her face.

"Fuck, eat me Cam, please.." She begged.

Yeah, I know what y'all thinking. Why am I being so violent & rough with her. London loves that shit. I lifted her on the pool ledge, spread her legs as far as they could go & then dove in.  

"Ooooooo shit Cam ! Please don't stop !" She threw her head back and tugged on my hair.  

I wiggled my tongue deep inside her & then sucked on her clit.

"Baby mmmm." She moaned loud as fuck.

I looked up at her & smiled then stopped eating her.

"What are you doing ?" She asked.

"Ion remember the last time you gave me head.." I said tapping my chin.

"Bae, I got you. Just finish." She smiled.

"Nah, you gon' choke on this dick. Right now." I grabbed her hair.

"Mmm, anything you say." She smiled.

My freak ass wife.

*

We was in the kitchen, sharing a peanut butter jelly sandwich with Faithe after our little session. Fay just got home a few minutes ago.

"Mommy, juice." Faithe held out her sippy cup.

"Say pleaseeeee." London said.

"Pleaseeee." Faithe smiled, her dimples deep in her cheeks.

London walked to the refrigerator as if she was bowlegged & it was too cute.

"Mommy, you alright ?"

"Yes, why ?" London grabbed the apple juice out the fridge.

"You look like you been hit by something." Faithe said, cracking me up.

"She was hit alright." I smiled wide.

"Shut up, Cam..." She smiled.

I gave her that look & she bit her lip looking away.

"Here Faithe." She said handing Faithe her juice.

"Hey." I put my hand on London's ass.

"Not again, Cam ! It hurts !" She said, then covered her face realizing Faithe was still there.

"What hurts ?" Faithe said.

"Daddy keeps trying to hug me, Faithe."

"Why does it hurt then ?"

"Because he's really rough when he hugs me, Faithe. But mommy still loves it." London said smiling.

"Ohhhhh ! CAM !" Faithe yelled out, knowing it'd make me laugh.

"It's bedtime, Faithe." I said picking her up.  

"I don't wanna !" She said.

I started walking up the stairs with Faithe, London was trailing behind me.

"I don't wanna. No CAM Noooooooooo !" Faithe yelled, mocking London.  

I walked in Faithe's room & and laid her in her bed.

"Night night, Faithe." I said kissing her.

"Don't hug mommy tonight. I gonna sleep." Faithe said looking at us.

I started laughing & London turned red.

"Aight baby girl. I promise." I said to her.

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