Chapter • 9

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"Can't keep my hands to myself." I sung, watching and listening to the music video of 'Can't keep my hands to myself' by Selena Gomez.

For the past few days I had been alone because Cameron, my boyfriend, was away doing photoshoots and all that important stuff. We hadn't really been able to call or text each other either because Cameron was out 24/7 doing work related things to.

As of now he is in Florida doing some shoots at the beaches there and he's not going to be back until Wednesday, which is in two days.

I just wanted to be reminded of his calming scent and his relaxing touch that somehow drives me crazy. 

I focused my eyes back towards my Macbook Pro and continued watching the music video. 

Thats when I had the idea.

I jogged upstairs, taking my laptop with me, and running into mine and Cameron's closet. I set my Macbook down on one of the small side tables we have in there, which is supposed to be for shoes but we don't use it for that.

I then flicked through Cameron's item of clothing, catching the manly yet soft scent of cologne and the feeling of silky white shirts. 

I took one of his shirts of the hanger and threw it on. Because my body was quite petite, his shirt came down to around mid-thigh. I danced to the music, admiring myself in the mirror as I did so, whilst I attempted to copy the movements of Selena.

"Having fun?" A hot breath was exhaled onto my skin and a pair of arms slowly curled around my torso.

I turned round, a little embarrassed and red, coming face to face with a very smiley looking Cameron.

"Cam!" I squealed, jumping into his arms as he clutched me tightly by the waist and planted sweet kisses into the crook of my neck. "I thought you were supposed to be coming back in two days? I mean not that I'm complaining or anything."

"Yeah, I'm certainly not complaining either." He smirked; not even answering my question, gazing at me in only my black bra and matching briefs with one of his shirts on.

I felt a light ruby sear through my cheeks as I removing his shirt from my body. 

"No princess," He rasped seductivly at the skin of my ear, "you can keep it on. It looks good on you." 

I giggled at his remark as I pulled the white shirt back over my shoulders and lightly bit my bottom lip. "You know what?" I whispered.

"What?" He asked; whispering as well.

"I think you deserve something in return." I softly said before walking out of the closet and into our bedroom

"For what?" 

"For doing so well lately." I replied, sitting down on the edge of the bed as I placed one leg over the other and stared at Cameron who was still in the closet.

"And what is that 'something'?" He asked as a smirked crawled its way onto his face.

"Well," I whispered, pausing for a dramatic effect. "you'll just have to find out won't you..." I finished, flopping backwards onto the mattress.

Soon after, Cameron straight over to the bed and hovered his body over mine. He immediately fused his lips with mine, missing the warm feeling of them whilst he was away. I threw my arms around his neck, pulling him down or more contact as we continued, a now, heated make out session.

"You don't know how much I missed this." Cameron said breathily against the skin of my neck. 

"Same here." I whispered; giggling slightly.

Cameron ran his hands up the sides of my thigh making me tremble under his silky touch. "I hope you haven't been pleasuring yourself, baby girl." He rasped, running his fingers over my, now wet, briefs.

"N-no." I lied; barely managing to speak. I'm going to be honest here, I did do some stuff to myself whilst Cameron wasn't here because I couldn't stand being without him. Although, he absolutely hates it when I do things to myself because he disapproves of 'doing things' when he's not here.

"Is someone lying?" He whispered, lightly biting at my earlobe before pulling on it. 

"Maybe." I smirked before I began taking off his shirt and throwing it onto the floor.

He continued kissing me, occasionally running his finger of my clit through my Calvin Klein's.

"Please baby, no teasing." I begged through many long kisses.

"Well, this is what bad girls get." He breathed, making me let out the smallest moan.

Two can play at the 'teasing' game.

I grabbed ahold of his crotch and stared at him straight in the eyes, causing him to let out a small moan like me.

I got out from underneath him and pushed him beneath me so now I was on top. I straddled his thighs as I began to unbuckle his belt and slowly pull his jeans down

He was fully erect when I went to palm him through his Calvins', causing him to shudder immediately and let out a throaty whimper. My plan was to take advantage of this, I smirked at him from above.

I slowly and tauntingly slid his boxers down and leaned in, licking a strip up his shaft;

"I've m-missed you s-so much." He moaned, inspiring you to teasingly swirl your tongue over his tip. Cameron, being already on edge, wasn't having any of it. 

Cameron hands tangled themselves in my hair as he guided me down his length. I hallowed my cheeks and began bobbing my head while he thrusted his hips in rhythm. I went to deep throat him and gagged as his member went into my throat.

Cameron's head tilted back in pleasure, eyes closed in ecstasy, gripping the sheets as he let out a throaty moan.

I start bobbing my head faster and going further down and then drawing my head back up. I feel him start to throb, and then I feel him cum. I swallow it and look up at him, smirking. He pulls me up onto him and lays back on the bed putting his hands behind his head, looking at me,

"Wow."

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