swirl ›› cameron dallas

forty seven

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{breanna's pov}
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friday.

We had so much fun during this week but now we're back. I missed my house and my mom, I missed this.

I miss the time when I was in high school, everything was easier and simpler. It's true that now I'm studying what I love but I miss the past.

I miss when every single day, I waited for the boy next door to sit next to me and ask me for a pen, even though he had one. I miss our roof conversations.

But there's nothing that we can do. We're growing up, maybe we're just not teenagers anymore.

"What are you thinking about ?" He asked as he kept painting.

"Nothing special..." I simply replied getting up from his bed. "What are you painting ?" I asked approaching to him.

"Nothing special..." He replied with a small smirk.

"How funny..."

I kept observing him as he filled his sketchbook with acrylic paint. I placed my hands inside his shirt and ran them up and down his chest.

"Bree...I'm trying to focus, I need to practice." He said chuckling.

"What a shame..." I said placing wet kisses on his neck and then pulled away. "Can I try ?"

"What? Paint?" He asked confused turning his head around and I nodded lightly. "Okay..."

He started to get up from the chair but I made him sat down again and then sat on his lap. I picked up the paint brush as he embraced my hips and intertwined his hands.

"I don't know what am I doing..." I said laughing while mixing the colors.

"You're doing it great." He said placing his chin over my shoulder.

I started painting and I'm not gonna lie, it looked horrible. I heard a quiet laugh and I turned my head to look at him.

"Don't laugh!" I said seriously. "It doesn't look that bad..."

"I'm sorry." He started. "But you did everything wrong."

"Oh really ?" I asked brushing the paint brush against his face.

"Yes really." He replied rubbing his hand full of paint in my face as well.

We started a little paint war and everything was getting messy. I got up from his lap and then sat down again after turning around, facing him. Our laughs faded as we stared into each other eyes. With my thumb, I cleaned a little of paint that he had on his lips and kissed him. I placed my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him closer at the same time that he grabbed my ass with both hands.

He gripped my thighs as he got up with me "wrapped" around him. He walked out of his room, going to the bathroom.

He closed the door behind him and placed me on the floor. My back hit the door and he pinned my hands above my head, tracing soft kisses down my neck.

"My mom is not coming back anytime soon, so we're alone." He mumbled against my skin before covering my lips with his again. "Do you wanna take a shower with me ?"

"I'm down"

He turned on the shower and then immediately took off his shirt.

"Aren't you going to get undressed ?" He asked me confused.

"You can undress me if you want..." I said looking away with a smirk.

"If I want of course..." He said grabbing the bottom of my shirt pulling me closer and I giggled.

He removed my shirt and then pulled my jeans down, slowly, rubbing his fingertips against my legs causing me goosebumps. I took my bra off and with one of his fingers he traced the edge of my underwear.

"I really like your underwear, it's sexy." He said admiring it.

"Hm..thank you." I said with a small laugh.

"Yeah, but it's even sexier when you're without it."

After that he immediately pulled down my underwear and I took it off with my feet.

I stepped into the shower as he kept undressing himself. I started cleaning the paint and then heard the shower door opening and he stepped in.

I felt his arms wrapping around me from behind and that wasn't the only thing that I felt.

"Already ?" I asked teasing him.

"I guess so..." He said turning me until my back hit the cool tiles, making my back arch a little.

He lightly licked my bottom lip and the gentle pressure of his mouth against mine was driving me crazy.

I gripped his shoulders as he sucked on my collarbone while he massaged my breast. He placed kisses up to my jawline, stroking my dripping wet hair, pressing his body against mine.

"You're a little rough today..."

"Oh, I'm sorry..." He replied pulling away lightly.

"I like it." I said pulling him closer to me again and I felt him smiling as we kissed.

He ran his hand down my stomach until between my legs, rubbing and pressing his fingers against me. That feeling in my stomach was coming and stronger than ever.

"Cam, please don't tease..." I mumbled with a soft moan skipping my lips.

"Teasing is funny baby, hold on." He replied smiling.

He placed his face on the crook of my neck, sucking on my soft spots, while raising slowly one of my legs. He placed his other hand on my back to pull me closer as he started thrusting inside me, deeper and deeper. He started thrusting faster and harder so I had to moan his name, while running my fingers through his hair and the water kept running over our hot and tensed bodies.

"I fucking love you." He whispered against my ear.

After a while, he started to slow down and then pulled out. We quickly connected our lips, full of passion and lust. He pulled away and rested his forehead against mine, smiling.

"You're the best thing that ever happened to me." He said brushing my wet hair out of my face.

"Stop saying that..." I said shaking my head smiling.

"Why?"

"Because you make me fall for you even harder..."

"Isn't that a good thing ?"

"Depends..."

"Stop thinking and live more." He said placing a kiss on my forehead and then opened the shower door to grab two towels. I dried my body and we stepped out of the shower. We picked up our clothes from the floor and walked inside his room again.

"You can use my clothes..." He started saying but then turned around when I interrupted him laughing. "What's going on ?"

"This." I said showing him my jeans. "Thanks to the paint, I have your hand prints in my pants...well showing that you were grabbing my ass."

He started laughing and then kept searching.

"Well, I just grabbed what is mine."

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAM!

(i'll correct this later)