Cam Newton for Niee (Mature Content)

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For @nieeniee Thank you for requesting!

"I'll be right back." Cam whispered in your ear.
You looked around nervously, you were at a party with a bunch of NFL players you didn't even know.
"Well hello," someone cooed from behind you.
You swiveled around and found yourself face to face with Odell Beckham jr.
"Hello..."
"You're here alone?" He asked, stepping closer to you.
"No, so you can lay off the charm." You told him with a grin.
"Am I that bad?" He asked laughing.
"Extremely," you laughed locking eyes with him, "I'm Niee."
"Odell."
"Cam."
You jumped when you heard Cam introduce himself. The situation was getting very tense.
"Excuse us." Cam spoke with a smile, before guiding you out the door.
"Where are you going?" You asked in confusion.
"Home." He told you with clenched teeth, opening the car door.

Once you arrived home, he slammed the front door closed.
"What was that all about?" You asked.
He didn't speak, he just took a step towards you and and you took a step back, taking off your heels.
"Cam," you tried to reason with him but his eyes turned dark.
They studied your body, taking in all your curves. You've never seen him like this. You knew he would never hurt you, but you still wondered.
You tried to run past him and get to your bedroom, but he was faster and pushed you against the wall.
His crotch ground into yours and his hands took your wrists, and pined them next to your face.
"Why were you flirting? Tell me."
"Cam I didn't-"
His hand went down between your legs and cupped your sex, rubbing you roughly. You moaned.
"I think you need to be punished.", he whispered in your ear, before he pulled you by your wrist towards the bedroom.
You were excited, but at the same time scared for what he was going to do.
He pushed you inside and stood at the door.
" I want you in just your underwear, with your back at me, hands on the headboard and bent over."
Your eyes widened at his words, and you felt your core tingle at the anticipation of what was about to come. You pulled your dress over your head and climbed on the bed, doing exactly what he told you.
"Why were you flirting?", he asked and you tried to answer him.
Slap.
"Did you want to fuck him? is that it?"
Slap.
"Ca-am I didn't-"
Slap.
You were getting sore and he continued spanking you, while you whimpered in both pleasure and hurt.
"Will you ever do something like that again?", he asked and you shook your head.
"What was that?", he asked in your ear.
"No Cam."
"Good girl.", he whispered and stroked your sore ass before he ordered you to lay down on your back. You obeyed him and layed down on the sheets. He traced your body with his fingertips from neck to your womanhood. You bucked your hips, craving for his touch, but he pushed you down.
"Behave.", he said dominantly and rubbed your clit with two fingers in a circled motion.
He then took off his shirt and your eyes fell on his crotch, that showed off a defined bulge. He pulled his pants down, and you were dripping at the sight when he sprang up.
He licked his lips and took his shaft into his hand, before climbing on the bed to straddle your hips. He slowly started pumping himself and looked down at your wet entrance.
"I'm going to make you bed for it."
Your eyes widened and you lifted your hips, but once again, he pushed you down.
"I'm going to punish you," he breathed and bend over to kiss on your neck.
Your skin burned everywhere he touched you and you wanted him inside you.
"Cam please...", you begged.

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