♡ smut » cameron dallas ♡ [completed]

Chapter • 41

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"Go give that guy a lap dance," Y/B/F/N instructed as she gestured towards a very cute guy; he was sat in a booth, two other guys sat on the other side of the table.

"No way!" I protested, "He's too hot, man," I responded looking at Y/B/F/N, straight in the eye as I thought about all the possible ways this could go wrong.

"Dude, he's probably too drunk to even know whats happening," She began, "We're in a night club, c'mon."

I thought about it before answering, "Fine, but he's sober then you're dead," I threatened.

"Babe, you'd miss me too much," Y/B/F/N winked; barely visible as the hypnotizing spotlights raced from corner to corner and the music blared in my ringing ears.

I walked over to a guy around my age, he was sat on a sofa kind of chair with a table, two boys sat opposite him. 

His right hand was gripped around a red cup, and the liquid was unknown; either water or vodka.

If he's sober... I swear.

I reached the table and looked down to the very, very attractive guy who had looked up from his, what seems to be, Iphone 6s.

"Hey," I smiled, nervousness laced through my tone of voice.

"Hey gorgeous," his voice was deep, raspy sending a wave of warmth through my body.

Damn.

"I...Umm..." I stuttered not knowing how to put this, "I gotta' do something," I smirked. 

I was petrified if I was going to be honest.

I lifted my leg over his as he placed his phone on the table.

I positioned myself on his lap, grinding my hips against his crotch, feeling his smooth hands run up my sides.

"Damn Cameron," The two boys looked up from their conversation and realised what was happening.

As began rolling my hips at a slower pace, his erection became prominent through his white jeans.

I spun my body around so that I was now facing him, I pushed my hips against his and started trailing kisses down his neck, hearing low groans escaping from his smiling lips.

I brought my head to the side of his head, my lips grazing against his earlobe, "Daddy," I whispered, cringing slightly, "you can moan louder than that..." I whispered quietly and seductively into his ear, the sound of his soft moans increasing in volume.

Not gonna' lie; I'm turned on, man.

After continuously keeping my hips at a steady pace against his, I slowly left open mouth kisses on his neck, receiving many groans of pleasure that escaped his plump lips. I was thankful the upbeat music was still blaring throughout the room.

His fingers ever so slowly travelled from my waist to my butt, slightly grabbing onto it, making my cheeks become flushed and my body tremble with intimacy and lust.

I sucked on his neck, slightly sinking my teeth into his skin, surely leaving a hickey. Immediately, he moaned in an illusion of lust and desire.

I moved my face from his warm neck and gazed upon his rosey cheeks and burnt-sienna eyes.