I like Camila's butt and I cannot lie

3 - First names

Shawn's POV

"You're insane!" I said to Connor over the sound of the DJ playing bass-heavy hip hop beats.

Connor laughed along as we made our way deeper into the party.

I wasn't sure if I was going to find Camila here but I figured that tonight it didn't matter. She was easily replaceable.

I bounced from keg to keg and from dance circles to dance circles as I talked to first years who was just as floored about everything as I was.

I was in the middle of talking to a cute blonde number when I saw her. Camila in her a booty-luscious glory.

My eyes then automatically locked into her butt as she bent over the beer keg, pouring herself a cup.

She stuck out like a sore thumb in the crowd of firery hormones because of her very noticeable posterior and I had never been more grateful for that.

"Wait." I said to the blonde girl. "I'm going to grab a beer."

I knew that I was being rude but it really didn't matter now. The girl wasn't that intresting. So I made my way to the keg and intentionally bumped into her Camila's butt with my lower abdomen.

She gasped and turned around to meet my eyes.

"We meet again." I looked down at her confused expression.

"Trying to cop a feel, huh?" Her expression turned into a smug smile.

I put my hands up in defense.

"You caught me." I said playfully. "But I have to admit, I want to cop another feel."

She smiled. "That's probably for the best."

I then pulled her out into the dance floor and pulled her close to me. "I know you too well. You want me to tear that sultry dress off you."

"That may be true but you don't know me. That's completely false."

"It Isn't. I know you like the back of my hand."

"Oh yeah? What's my first name?"

My lips drew a straight line. "Um... isn't Camila your first name?"

She shook her head. "Utterly clueless. If you need me, I'll be with my friends."

I shook my head at her as she danced her way over to her friends, I watched her as she danced. She twisted her hips erotically to the hip hop beats. Her butt wriggling along with her with not much effort.

She was just doing all that to tease me. Her hips just said it all.

I then pulled her into me. "Cut the shit, you know that I do not need to know anything about you."

"Yeah... but it's common courtesy to know the first name of the girl you're fucking."

"Oh yeah? What's my middle name?" I said with a smirk. 

"Um... um..." she bit her lip, clearly not knowing the answer. "You want a dance instead?" She offered.

I shook my head at her. "What I want is you on my bed"

She smiled mischievously. "Follow me." She grabbed my hands.

I was willing to follow her as long as she wore that black tight fitted dress that insinuated her lovely feminine curves.

She moved me to the densest part of the crowd where Camila began to push her butt into my crotch. I admit, I was a little caught off guard by this but I moved along with her movements.

I let my hand rest on her hips as they moved to the beat and they kept our beers elevated as not to spill them. Camila was so close to me that everytime she breathed, I took in her soft scent.

She filled my nostrils and that made me crazier about being close to her. He let my hand trail down from her waist to her stomach as she pulled in close to me.

Willingly, Camila rested against my chest and tilted her head back.

I leaned over and lightly kissed along her neck. I felt her lips parting ever so slightly as the feeling of my lips went down her collarbone.

I loved the taste of her skin. The sweet saltiness of it flooded my taste buds. And I was in heaven.

All I ever wanted to do was worship her bronzed body. Her hands went through my chin as she pulled me in for a kiss.

Her full lips felt and tasted so good against mine. Within an instant, she didn't care to hold back, I felt her tounge slip into my mouth.

I smiled between the kiss and I groped her ass. Right now, I wanted to suck her like a popsicle. Or better yet...

I wanted her to suck me like a popsicle.

As I enjoyed the feel of her thick behind on my hand and the taste of her lips. She began grinding harder on my crotch. Immediately, I felt my cock stiffen.

As her kisses grew hungrier, my bulge grew bigger and bigger.

I didn't want to let her go but I had to pull her away and ask. "Your place or mine?"