There's No Way

Don't Blame Me

[Smut Warning]

[Camila's POV]

I gently cracked the shell of the egg on the counter before opening it and dropping it into the hot pan. Shawn was in the shower and Aaliyah was packing up her things. Her flight back home was leaving in a few hours so we were going to all eat breakfast together before taking her back to the airport. I carefully flipped the eggs, hearing the loud sizzle as the uncooked egg hit the hot skillet.

"Hey, Mila..." a quiet yet familiar voice echoed from behind me. I turned around to see Aaliyah looking at me sympathetically.

"Good morning, Liyah!" I said cheerfully. "How are you feeling this morning? I'm really sorry I didn't go with you guys last night-"

"Please don't apologize, Camila. If anything, I should be apologizing to you," her eyes were empathetic as she spoke. "I had no idea that you guys were going through all that. I realize now that this was probably like...the last way you wanted to spend your weekend." I shook my head and walked around the kitchen island to hug her.

"Please don't say that. I'm so glad that you felt comfortable enough to talk to me about this. I know we haven't known each other for very long, but I want that close relationship with you. I want to be the big sister that you feel like you can come to with anything. I want you know that I'll be here for you no matter what you're going through." I rubbed gentle circles into her back with my hand before pulling her into another hug.

"Thank you for saying that," she whispered into my shoulder. "...and thank you for being there for me."

"Well isn't that the most precious thing I've ever seen." Aaliyah and I both turned our heads to see that Shawn had been standing there watching us. He quickly made his way over to us and wrapped his arms around both of us, hugging the two of us close to him. "My two favorite girls..."

"But which one is your top favorite?" Aaliyah asked with raised eyebrows.

"I don't think you want me to answer that, sis," Shawn laughed. Aaliyah scoffed and pretended to be offended before we all pulled away from the hug. "Come on, let's eat breakfast. We've got to get to the airport soon," my husband suggested.

After cleaning up from breakfast, the three of us got in the car and headed to the airport to drop Aaliyah off.

"Say hi to mom and dad for me," Shawn said as he squeezed his little sister in his arms.

"I will," she responded as she hugged him. "And Mila, I really can't thank you enough for...just for everything. You're the best big sister a girl could ask for." I smiled and wrapped my arms around the seventeen year old, resting my chin on her shoulder.

"I'm always here for you. Always," I reiterated.

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[Shawn's POV]

Camila whimpered underneath me as I gently sucked on the sensitive spot on her neck. Things had started to get pretty hot and heavy last night, but we stopped before things got too far—realizing that Camila definitely wasn't the kind of girl who could easily be quiet. And although we may be close with Aaliyah, there's no way either of us would be okay with her hearing that coming from our bedroom. Needless to say, it didn't take long after returning from the airport for her to be straddling me, pushing me down so I was laying on the couch. She started grinding her center against the rapidly growing tent in my pants as she hummed with need.

"Shawn...baby..." she whined into my ear as her hips rocked into mine. I grabbed onto her hips and flipped her over so I was hovering on top of her, still grinding into her fully clothed center.

"Do you want to move this to the bedroom?" I asked with a sly smirk. "Or would you rather me just fuck you on this couch?" Camila moaned into my mouth as she pulled me into a heated kiss.

"I don't care...god, I just need you so bad baby..." she whimpered. I had her clothes off in record time, my tongue gently flicking her hard nipples as my fingers slid underneath the small piece of fabric that was covering her pussy. I stroked my fingers through her wet folds, coating them in her arousal before gently pushing two of them into her center, eliciting a throaty moan from the tiny brunette. I curled my fingers inside of her and began pumping them into her at a pace that I knew would make her cum—sure enough, moments later she was screaming my name as she released her pleasure around my digits.

"You really are horrible at being quiet, you know?" I laughed into the crook of her neck.

"Don't blame me," she quipped. "You're the one making me scream."

"Touché."

I don't remember her taking control and flipping us back over, but she must've because she was now on top of me and kissing her way down to the waistband of my underwear. She wasted no time in peeling them off of my legs, grinning in anticipation at the sight of my cock. Her small hand delicately wrapped itself around the base of my dick, giving a gentle tug before she enveloped the tip with her plump lips. She teasingly sucked my tip before letting it go with a playful "pop" sound. She pumped my cock in her hands a couple more times before taking me completely into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down my length as she sucked me off. She couldn't fit the entirety of me into her mouth, but that didn't stop her from trying to—and goddamn, it was the most incredible thing I had ever experienced. She swallowed around my shaft and I nearly saw stars. My balls twitched as I released into her throat, enjoying the sensation as she swallowed down every drop.

I thanked god for my fairly speedy recovery time as she moved herself up so her center was hovering right above my face. She slowly lowered herself onto my tongue as I began to lick and suck her most sensitive areas. One of her hands was tangled into my curls as the other desperately squeezed onto the couch.

"Fuck...fuck, baby—just like that...right there...fuck!" she moaned as she rode my face. Just the sounds she was making were enough to get me rock hard again. I plunged my tongue in and out of her tight hole until I felt her tighten and tremble, letting out a guttural moan as she came undone around my tongue. She removed herself from my face and switched positions so she was laying on her back on the couch. I stroked my member a few times before aligning myself with her center and pushing into her. No matter how many times I had been inside of her, I was always blown away by just how tight she was. I knew it was mainly because of the size difference, but god she felt like fucking heaven. I started out fairly slow and gentle, but after a few needy pants of "harder" and "faster" from the woman beneath me I had found myself just straight-up fucking her.

"Don't stop...please, don't fucking stop..." she moaned out as I slammed into her. It wasn't long before I felt the familiar contractions of her walls and the trembling of her legs. Her back arched up off of the couch as my name fell from her mouth in satisfied screams. The combinations of sounds and sensations had me falling off the edge of my own high, spilling my load into her gripping sex.

Both of us were sticky and sweaty, heavily panting from the overwhelming waves of pleasure that we had just experienced together.

"Hey," I said as I kissed Camila's lips. "I know I said that you suck at being quiet—and you do—but I'm so glad that you do." Camila laughed and kissed me back.

"You just feel so good, I can't help it."

A/N: I've been single for too long. Oof. Lmao.