Fantasies

Trick or Treat (Part 3)

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"Then kiss me doctor."

Fuck Camila.  Don't say that to me.. not unless you intend for me to follow through; I think to myself.

I can't help it though, the pull between us right now is too strong, the air is too charged and the shock waves reeking havoc on my body are too much not to give into what I've been craving.

Leaning down, I gently press my lips to hers and it's like a chorus of angels singing as the gates to heaven open.  I think she feels the same because she lets out a quiet moan as I move my lips to deepen the kiss.

Our lips move against each other as if we need each other to breathe and when she snakes her arms around my neck and opens her mouth to me, I waste no time diving right in.

I slowly walk her back towards the window, her back gently pushed against the glass as we both whimper having to come up for air.  Our eyes meet and a fire ignites between us and I decide right then and there that we are not leaving this room until I've explored all of Camila Cabello.

She leans back in, taking my lips hungrily with hers as she grabs me by the jacket and pulls me closer to her.  Her moans sending me into overdrive as I know we are both equally enjoying this moment.  I push her harder into the glass before running my hands down her sides and cupping her ass.  It feels even better than I imagined it would and I can't help but want to hold on. 

"Mmmm....I like your hands there." She whispers against my lips.

Oh my GOD Camila!!

"Jump." I groan against her ear as my hands remain on her ass; she jumps, her dress ripping slightly as she hugs my waist with her legs; her heels digging into my lower back.

"Fuck!" She whimpers as we both realize the rip has now exposed one nipple to me.  It's hard as a rock; just like something else.

"Kiss me." She moans as her hands grab the lapels of my jacket and I push her harder against the window; my lips meshing with hers as I let out a moan feeling her hands work on my shirt buttons.

"Camila.." I try between kisses; neither of us are backing down though.

"Camila...can I touch you?" I finally get out against her lips.  I can tell she's enjoying this just as much as I am when she nods enthusiastically.  "Yes, please Shawn." She whines.

Carrying her to my couch I sit down with her in my lap.  As if on cue, she starts grinding against me as my hands work on pulling up her dress, her legs straddling me. 

I move my lips to slowly kiss down her neck, letting my fake fangs gently grace her skin.  "Shawnnnnn." She moans as I start to gently kiss and suck her neck to her collarbone.

Her hips start bucking into me harder and all my resolve goes out the window.  In a flash her gauzy top of her dress is ripped to shreds as I throw it across the floor and take one of her hardened nipples in my mouth.  She lets out an almost primal moan and I go to town, licking and sucking each one as she continues to move against me. 

Her hands work the last button of my shirt and in a feat of strength I knew she had, she pulls my scarf off my neck and pushes me off her to remove my jacket and my shirt; leaving us chest to chest; naked.

"Yes Mila." I groan when she starts to kiss down my neck, her hands slowly making their way down my chest and towards my dick.  I feel a pinch of pain as I realize she's bit me.  My dick throbs and I can't help but slam her down below me on the couch.