8 | Dirty

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As soon as the door to the house was opened, I was roughly shoved up against the wall while big hands held my hips in place.

"Cameron," I breathed.

"You think you can get away with what you did?" His piercing eyes searched my eyes, his face less than an inch from mine.

"N-no," I stuttered, straining my body to try to get away from his touch, only to have Cameron grab my wrists and pin them to the wall. He transfered both my hands into one of his and used the other to grab my thigh. His head hovered in the crook of my neck, his lips brushing my ear.

"I saw you flirting with him," he accused me, gripping my wrists tighter. "I took you to that party to have fun," he began to move his lips so I could feel his breath on my neck, "but the minute I turn my back, you’re already with another guy."

"I swear, Cameron, I wasn’t flirting he just came up to me and started to talk to me, I would never do that to you," I attempted to explain.

"Liar," he said against my neck. "You know that lying is a sin." He said, planting a kiss at the edge of my jaw. "You’re a bad girl, (Y/N)."

His mouth placed a small kiss at the corner of mine.

"Shit, I need you," Cameron groaned and then attached his lips to mine. The feeling I got when we kissed was sensational. I got it every time we kissed, he sent shivers down my spine each time. His soft, pink, lips moved easily against my own, but when he tried to use his tongue, I clenched my teeth shut, teasing him, so he couldn’t enter.

"Open," Cameron growled, before smashing his lips back to mine. When I didn’t allow access, he slapped my butt causing me to gasp, which gave him the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth. Cameron sure knew what he was doing, and how to please a girl.

"Always listen to me," he said as he pulled away from me. He pulled my arms above my head, making me unable to move as he started to grind into me while kissing my neck. A prominent bulge was noticeable in Cameron’s sweatpants.. Teeth sunk into the skin at my neck, bound to leave a visible hickey.

"Cameron ," I loudly panted. At this moment I could not be more thankful that Cameron’s family was away for the weekend.

Part 2

"Don’t make a sound, or you’re going to get punished okay?" He pulled me down the hall of the house, into his own room, while shutting and locking the door behind himself.

He tugged his shirt over his head, only to reveal a well-sculpted body. Cameron let me stare a while longer before saying, “Your turn.”

I quietly followed his demand, slowly reaching to the hem of my shirt to take it off. I must not have been fast enough, because not a second passed until Cameron was right next to me taking the shirt off for me. He took a step away, pulling his lower lip in between his teeth, examining me up and down. His eyes grew ever darker. He reached over and shoved my tight leggings down my legs, leaving me in just the bra and panties I had gotten from Victoria’s Secret.

"Holy shit, where the hell did you get those?" he asked, still studying my body.

I shifted my weight onto my other foot as I blushed. Cameron slipped his pants off and walked over to me, lightly pushing me back onto the bed. He climbed next to me and began to once again kiss me, harder and more passionate this time. His hand rested on my hip, pulling me closer. I rolled over so I was straddling his waist.

Cameron grunted. “No,” he scolded. “Not tonight, baby. Tonight you’re all mine, and I’m in charge.”

I stuck my bottom lip out in a pout. Cameron’s gaze darted to my lips before he took my bottom one in between his teeth and pulled, causing me to release a moan.

"God, you’re so fucking hot."

Cameron turned me over and reached for my panties to take them off my legs. His hands grazed my skin, leaving goosebumps behind. He pushed himself lower onto the bed as he spread my legs and left kisses on my inner thighs.

"You’re so wet for me, baby," he moaned against my most sensitive area causing me to arch my back.

"Cameron!" I yelled as his tongue slipped into me. My hands got lost into his dark hair as his tongue repeatedly slipped inside and out of me. "Cameron… I- I’m going to co-" Cameron cut me off by covering my mouth with his large hand.

"What did I say about talking?" He growled. Oops. He took off the rest of his clothing, allowing his member to graze against to clit.

Part 3

"Bad girls get punished," he reminded me, taking off my bra. His hands felt my breasts, leaving me to figure out a way to muffle my moans. I grabbed and clenched at skin on Cameron’s back, only causing him to touch me more. "You like that?" He asked. I was biting the inside of my mouth, trying not to make a sound, so I just nodded.

"Bite me," Cameron stated.

"What?" I breathlessly inquired, confused.

"If you’re going to make a noise, then bite me," I nodded, not fully understanding his words. His tip brushed my entrance, making me moan loudly. "I said to fucking bite me," he angrily said through gritted teeth.

The tip of his erection pushed into me just in the slightest, making me want to scream in pleasure, but instead, I bit Cameron’s shoulder very hard.

"Fuck, (Y/N), am I making you feel that good already?" Cameron moaned against my neck. He slid in a little bit more. I hooked my leg around his back, aching for more contact.

"Cameron, I need more," I pleaded as one of his hands held me in place, not allowing me to move.

"Beg," he demanded.

"Cameron, please," I begged while looking at him through my lashes, knowing that it made him go crazy. "I want you inside me."

Those simple words caused him to push the rest of himself inside me while I bit his shoulder, most likely leaving teeth marks.

"I love that I’m the only one to ever touch you like this," Cameron brushed a stray piece of hair off my face, not moving the rest of his body. "Let me show you how much I love you," he said, kissing my forehead.

"Show me," I begged.

Cameron took himself out, only to thrust back into me. I let out a scream, only causing Cameron to move harder against me. His hand covered my mouth as I let out a string of moans.

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