I like Camila's butt and I cannot lie

4 - Look at me

Without a word, I climbed into the passenger seat, smiling at him.

As soon as his front door was shut we started kissing again. His tongue fluttered against mine, and his hands were deep in the softness of my hair, and it was like time unspooled, carrying us right back to when we first started to hookup.

He pulled me against him, and I was thinking that he'd never get me close enough because I needed more of him.

I nibbled at his chin, his ear, touching his face with my fingertips, sighing, whispering, "You feel so good." Once, I pushed him back, propped myself up, and asked, "How long has it been?"

Shawn knew exactly what I was asking, and it had been since we'd seen each other.

"It's been a little while," he said.

Hookups with Shawn used to be common but for a brief moment of time.

I then remembered the last boy I slept with apart from Shawn. He was so boastful and thought he knew what he was doing in bed, but his sex game was a turnoff on its own. He was horrible.

Not Shawn, I realized, now that he had me in his arms.

His lean muscles, his wavy head full of curls, his oddly perfect skin and his memorable scar.

But there was just one problem with him, he was an asshole. I'd never date an asshole.

And at the height of our kiss, my hand sat at his upper thigh and I could feel him. Him in all his inches.

And I pulled away from him and looked him dead in the eye and my hands dared to go further up.

"I don't think either of us have the patience to go to your place."

"Noted. Get in the back." He demanded.
 
I hopped in the back and he soon followed. He then held my chin up. "Look at me."

I then fluttered my eyes up to him.

"Suck off me." He said my I felt my thighs dampen a fraction.

"Eww, I don't suck cock." I said ironically and he looked at me questionably.

Then we both laughed.

"Very funny Mila. Now get down."

I slipped uncomfortably down the car as he opened up his legs. I positioned myself inbetween them as I hurried to find a comfortable position.

And without hesitation, I unfastened his pants and eased his briefs over his hips.

He then pulled out his enormous length and brushed the length of his cock with his palm.

I could feel the atmosphere getting hot and I pulled back my hair.

"Fuck, windows aren't tainted. Everyone will see." He said, jerking off on his fast hardening cock.

"Let them watch." I said with sass before reaching out, taking all his inches in my grasp before giving him teasing little kitten licks. His eyes fluttered and I give a little smile.

I then sucked good on his tip and he let out a little gasp. That was just the first step before taking him whole in my mouth.

He sighed, eyes shut, me knowing that he was thinking about how unbelievably good it felt.

I give a throaty moan of my own, then rolled my mouth from base to tip. I then felt his hands running in through my curls. Little breaths escaping his lips rosy lips.

I then openly look up at him as I sucked on him. He looked down and saw my eyes locked on his. I opened my mouth, hollowed my cheeks, and slid all the way down.

And that drove him crazy, he then fisted my hair into a ball. He pulled me a inch further and boy, did he touch the little dangly thing that's swinging at the back of my throat.

I knew he liked it, all thanks to a magazine article I read, Ten Secrets To Turn your Guy On.

And I remembered he asked for that once— "I love it when you look at me when you do it."

I fitted as much as I could into my mouth and the parts I couldn't, I jerk him with my hand.

I could soon feel him reach his climax as his grip on my hair tightened, it was painful but only just.

I then increased my momentum and his breath escalated. I could feel him soon coming, and I made sure he arrived.

And not long after, I felt him in me. Warmth oozing into my mouth, his relieved sigh the only sound that enveloped the car with his head tilted back.

I heard his escalated panting slowly calm and I watched him under my eyelashes.

He then pulled himself out of my mouth and tousled his hair. Not long after, he smirked and held my chin up.

"To swallow or not to swallow. That, is the question." He teased me as my cum-filled mouth remained station.

My tastebuds was engulfed into all his salty flavour and I wasn't sure if my stomach could handle it if I swallowed. And I also couldn't spit it out.

Where? We were in a car.

And I couldn't open the door to, people were outside and it'd make what we were doing inside obvious. Too obvious.

I then looked up at him and decided to swallow my pride and his cum along with it.

My face was drawn in an ugly expression which caused Shawn much delight.

"Winner winner, chicken dinner." He joked at my expense.

I shook my head to try erase the taste off the surface of my tounge and memory. "Let me be, you owe me one."

"I don't think so, but good job champ." He patted my head like a child who had just asked for a cookie respectfully.

I smiled. "So what do we do now?"

"We?" He laughed. "You should be getting out of my car."

A/N

Hello lovelies! So what do you think of fuckboy Shawn?

Spill the tea 😌☕