Cameron Cade x Black Reader
🜼 summary: when being in a situationship with Cameron Cade, things turn out in a way that was completely unexpected.
🜼 content: situationships, jealously, reader is lowk a hypocrite, public s3x, mirror s3x, choking, fingering, finger sucking, oral f receiving, unprotected p in v
🜼 A/N: more Cam Cade fics for you guys!!!!! I appreciate you guys for all the love and support you have shown me in my last few posts. thank you for giving me the courage to continue to bring my blog to life. i hope you enjoy this, my cherries, muah <3
A knock on your front door jolted you awake from a very peaceful slumber. A groan escaped your body as you reached for your phone on the nightstand. 11:42 pm— the time read. Before you could even process what was happening, your phone started ringing. "Hello?" your voice was still laced with sleep.
"Wake yo ass up and come open the door," the deep voice on the other line made a shiver run down your back. You missed that voice. You climbed out and began your walk to the front door, stretching and rubbing your eyes to try to wake yourself up some more.
You didn't even bother checking the peephole before you opened the door. Cameron Cade stood there in all his glory with a bookbag slung over his shoulder. The moment your eyes met, a small smile began to spread on your lips. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you, mama." He kissed your lips and walked around you, and headed further inside your apartment. "I should've left your ass out there." Cameron laughed but ignored you and continued walking to your room.
You and Cameron didn't exactly have a label. You had been seeing each other for about two months now; at the beginning of this… arrangement, you both had agreed that you did not want a relationship, just a friend with benefits. As time passed, you started spending more time with each other. He would come to your apartment, and you would go to his. He would buy you things and expect nothing in return, but there was still no official label on the relationship. Since you didn't want to assume things, you were still moving like you were single and he was single.
"You still came and opened the door, right? Ight." He walked into your bathroom and shut the door. Sassy ass nigga— you thought. You climbed right back into bed and grabbed your Kindle to continue the book you started earlier in the day. When he emerged, he was wearing a pair of sweatpants and a white t-shirt.
As soon as he got into bed, he took your Kindle from your hands. You smack your teeth and try to snatch it back from his hands, but he just tosses it onto the oversize beanbag chair in the corner of your room. He spreads your legs, then lies between them. "Why are you here, Cameron?" You ask when you feel him begin to press kisses on your neck. He stops kissing you and looks at you with confusion written on his lightly freckled face. "Cause I can be?"
"It's more normal to call ahead of time and ask if it's okay first. It shows respect, nigga." He jerked his head in a way to wave you off. Cameorn rests his head on your stomach, and your hands move to caress his head softly. The two of you stay like that for a few minutes, basking in the silence and softly rubbing on each other. "Who you bringing to the foundation gala?" Cameron asks.
"I have a date, actually." You say softly. He moves his head from your stomach and looks up at you. "Oh, forreal?" his tone was a bit shocked, but you ignored it. Cameron licked his lips and mumbled the word 'cool' while nodding his head before resting it back on your stomach. The two of you fall back into silence, and every now and then, Cameron would press a kiss or two to your stomach. Since he threw your Kindle across your room, you were now using your phone to read your book.
Cameron moved back up your body and pressed a kiss to your lips. A kiss that turned into a full-out makeout session, which later progressed into his mouth on your jaw, trailing down to your neck. "Cam," you sigh in pleasure. He gripped your chin softly, lifting it to make you look at him.
"I'm finna eat this pretty ass pussy, then we going to bed. That cool with you?"
"Bet," Cameron presses another nasty kiss on your lips before hastily removing your sleep shorts and descending your body.
The morning of the foundation gala, you woke up earlier than usual to get your day started. This was your way of mentally preparing yourself for the day ahead. You had your comfort robe draped around your body, and the matching bonnet to go with it. Your curtains were drawn, letting the natural sunlight enter your apartment. You were putting your all into making sure the day went smoothly.
You were currently sitting on the couch, watching TV and eating breakfast, when a knock sounded at your front door. Your brows furrow— you weren't expecting any visitors. You pick up your phone to check the camera at the door, and you see a woman holding a huge bouquet of flowers.
"Hi! Is this the home of Y/N?" the woman asks with a warm smile on her face. "Hi, yes, it is." After confirming, the woman hands you the bouquet and the card along with it. She tells you to have a good day, and she goes on her way. You stood there for a few minutes, shocked as fuck because this was the least of what you were expecting.
Heading back inside, you set the flowers on your kitchen island and opened the nice-looking card that came with them. Because You Deserve It All. See you tonight, mama.— C.Cade. The card read.
Utter shock spread across your face. In the time you had known Cameron, of course, he had spent money on you, but he had never had flowers delivered to your apartment. You walked over to the coffee table and grabbed your phone to send him a thank-you message. His actions threw you completely off your axis. You had totally forgotten about the date you were bringing with you to the gala.
It wasn't anything serious, just a dude on the basketball team you had been texting for a few weeks. When he asked if you wanted to go with him, you thought why the hell not? It wasn't like you and Cameron were in a relationship; you were single, and he was too. So you weren't doing anything wrong.
A few hours later, when you were all dressed and ready for the gala. You were wearing a red satin dress with gorgeous black heels. It was pretty simple, but the way the color made your brown skin pop, on top of the body glaze you were wearing, you looked good as fuck.
Your date had texted to let you know he was about to be outside, so you headed downstairs to the lobby area until you saw his truck pull up. When you did, he parked by the doors, got out, and started walking towards you. He was an extremely attractive man. Tall, mocha skin, locs that were pulled into a ponytail. He was wearing an all-black suit that fit his body perfectly. "You look beautiful, Y/N." He grabbed your hand and brought it up to his lips and kissed it. "Thank you. You look handsome yourself." You didn't lie, he did look good, but a part of you couldn't help but wonder what Cameron was up to. You hadn't spoken to him since this morning when the flowers were dropped off, and even that conversation was very brief. You couldn't wait to see him.
The vibes in the car on the way to the gala were good. You and your date engaged in nice conversation all the way there. The foundation gala taking place tonight was put together by the athletic department to raise money for charities. You were nervous to see who Cameron had brought. He had never mentioned to you that he was bringing a date. Not that he had to, but based on your relationship dynamic, you would think he'd say something
After taking many pictures and mingling with others, you were finally settled at your seat. Upon arrival, you spotted Cameron immediately…and the woman on his arm. When he saw you, something in his gaze changed. You could see his jaw clench in irritation every time he would glance your way. You barely had any time to appreciate how handsome he looked because he was giving you death glares from the moment you walked in.
You and your date were sitting at your table, waiting until the speeches were given. Against your will, your eyes moved to where Cameron and his date were sitting. She was laughing at something he said, and touching on his arms as she was doing it. That nigga couldn't have said something that funny. You rolled your eyes at his audacity. How does one go from sending you flowers this morning with a cute ass note, to not saying a word to you when they finally see you? Fuck that. You were starting to get irritated. "Excuse me, I will get right back. I need to go freshen up." Your date looked at you with concern in his eyes, but after reassuring him that you were fine, he finally nodded and told you he would order for you if you weren't out in time.
You picked a bathroom as far away from the event as you could. You needed time to breathe and be irritated in peace without even hearing the voices of other people. A few minutes passed by, and you heard the door to the bathroom open. "Hey, someone's in here," you called out. You smacked your teeth when you heard footsteps continue to walk further in. You were getting ready to go off when Cameron appeared. "What are you doing?!" you whisper-shouted. "You can't be in here, Cameron."
He just looked at you with a blank expression on his face. "You really brought another nigga as your date?" you scoffed. "Are you dead ass right now? You don't get to question me when you brought someone too." You were looking at him like he had completely lost his mind.
"It doesn't matter if I am or not. You're lame as fuck, sending flowers to my house this morning, but got another woman laughing hard as fuck in your face, touching on you and shit. Why even go out of your way?"
"'Cause I'm yo man. The fuck? You had already planned to be here with that nigga." With every word, he was stepping closer to you, irritation written all over his face. "We're not together, Cameron." He was in your face now, forcing you to look up at him. Even in your heated gaze, you couldn't help but notice how handsome he looked tonight, and judging by the way his eyes glance down your body, you know he notices it too. "I have to go." You try to move around Cameron, but he just follows your movements.
"You ain't going back out there to that nigga."
"Cameron," you sigh. This was getting nowhere. "Maybe this was a mistake. We shouldn't do this." You place your hands on his chest in an attempt to push him away, but he just completely ignores you. "You look beautiful tonight. I almost lost my shit seeing you walk in here with him." Cameron places one of his hands under your chin, lifting it so you're looking at him. His voice had gotten softer, his eyes more pleading.
"She's not my date. She's the event coordinator. I didn't know we were going to be seated together, nor do I give a fuck about any of that shit." He rubs your chin softly. You understood where he was coming from, but something in you just wanted to continue to make things difficult.
"I have to go," You say again.
"Stop playing with me, Y/N," then he pushes his lips onto yours. You were taken aback by the abruptness of the moment, but when you found your footing, you returned the kiss all the same. You groaned into each other's mouths, moving between a fast and slow pace, trying to do everything you can to savor the moment. Cameron sucks your bottom lip into his mouth. When he breaks away, he looks at you with a half-lidded, heated gaze. He licks his lips and turns you around so you're facing the mirror.
He bends and presses kisses on the backs of your ears, trailing down to the sides of your neck. You hear him unclasp his pants and push them down, along with his underwear. Cameron pushes up the back of your dress. In the mirror, you see him looking down at you, licking his lips like he is admiring you like a work of art, and of course, you weren't wearing any panties, so he was getting a full view of your ass.
He moves back to your ear and says ever so softly. "Put me in," You reached back and grabbed his dick in your hands, stroking him to spread the precum over his dick. Then, you placed his dick at the entrance of your pussy and gasped when you felt him start to sink in.
He pushes in ever so slowly, then pulls out and moves back in just as slowly. "Cammmm, fuck." You grip the edges of the sink to keep your balance.
"Look at yourself," he says in that deep, raspy, sexy voice. "You look like mine… don't you?"
Your eyes meet his hazel gaze in the mirror. He began to pick up the pace, knocking exactly at your G-spot with every thrust. "Don't you, Y/N?" he asks again. "Yessssss," you were trying not to be so loud because you were literally still at a networking event with hundreds of people in the same building.
"I'm fucking obsessed with you, mama." He wraps his hand around your throat. "You taking this dick so well, too." Your eyes rolled to the back of your head at the pleasure he was putting on your body.
"It feels so good, Cam, shittt," The sounds of his dick moving in and out of you and you getting wetter by the minute. Cam pulls out, picks you up, and sets you on the sick, and is back inside you all within five seconds. You didn't even have time to recover before he was back inside you, moving at a relentless pace.
"I'm gonna cum, baby." He looked down at you with a sexy smirk on his face. Sweat started to show at the base of his hairline. He reached down and pressed another nasty kiss to your lips, and neither of you cared. You were just consumed in the moment, you were stuck in a trance at the feel of his dick moving in and out of you. When Cam reached down and began thumbing your clit, your mouth opened on a silent moan as you came— hard.
"Cam, Cam, Cammm," you repeated over and over from the intensity of your orgasm. And he just fucked you through it, not stopping even once, making you cum again. His moves started to become more frantic, letting you know he was close as well. He stiffened inside you with a grunt. "Fuckkk, mama."
He collapsed on top of you, both of you heavily panting. Trying to find your breath again. After a few minutes, he pulled his clothes back on and got himself together. He helped you off the sink, fixing and smoothing out your dress as you revamped your look in the mirror, making yourself look presentable again.
After both of you were both ready to go back out, Cameron turned you around and grabbed your throat. "When you go back out there, ion wanna see that nigga touching you. Matter fact, you not even leaving this bitch with him. I'll take you home, ight?" You nodded, and Cameron gave your ass a light smack before allowing you to go out first.
Thankfully, there were enough people here not to notice your absence. After you had gotten to your seat, your date looked up at you with concern etched all over his face. "You good?" he asks, reaching out to touch your arm to help you sit. You quickly moved away from his touch as soon as you were seated. "Yes, I just felt a bit sick for a minute." You gave him a small smile in reassurance. "Okay, the food should be out shortly. I went ahead and ordered for you." You gave him your thanks.
A few minutes later, you saw Cameron walk back into the venue, to his seat. Still looking as put together as ever, as if he didn't just fuck you silly a few minutes ago.
The rest of the night went smoothly. You ate dinner and sat and talked with the people around you for the rest of the night. Every now and then, you would catch Cameron making glances at you. Based on the look in his eyes, you knew the night was far from over.
"Fuckkk, Cameron!" you moan loudly as you came on his fingers for the second time. After the event, you ended up at his apartment. What was supposed to be a chill night ended with you straddling him, your tongue in his mouth, and you riding his fingers.
He pulled his fingers out and brought them to your mouth. You greedily sucked them into your mouth, licking your release from his fingers as if it were his dick. After you sucked his two fingers clean, he grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you down to meet his lips. He slips his tongue into your mouth, trying to get the taste of you and your release.
You collapsed on his chest, trying to catch your breath after you were basically trying to swallow each other's faces. In one swift movement, your back was hitting his pillows, and he was moving down your body and sucking your pussy into his mouth. He spat on your pussy and watched it drip down before slurping it back up. "Shit tastes good as fuck." You were in too much of a blissful state to even reply to him; you just looked down at him as he feasted on your pussy with skill. The man looked like he was in his element just from eating your pussy. "Cam, please."
It didn't take long before you were cumming in his mouth, and of course, everything you produced, he licked it up.
"Fuck me, please." You pulled at his arms until he was hovering above you. He let you control the pace. He stared at you, letting out soft, heavy breaths, as he waited for you to put him inside of you. he wasted no time in pounding your pussy relentlessly. "Yesss," You whimpered. You couldn't get enough of him, of his heated body pressed against yours, of his dick stretching you out and pounding into you.
"I'm yo man, right?" he asks breathlessly. You were at a loss for words, so you nodded profusely. "Nah, say that shit."
"I'm yours, Cam, fuckkk!" Your breast bounced with each thrust, and his eyes followed their movement every time.
"I'm gonna cum again, babyy," you moaned in pure ecstasy. "Then cum on this dick." The pressure building up inside of you exploded. You came so hard you saw stars. At the same time, Cameron stiffened as he came along with you, moaning and groaning in your ear.
He collapsed beside you, both of you still panting like crazy. This time, it took a bit longer to find your footing. You had basically been going at it like rabbits ever since you got back to his apartment. As you were still heavily breathing, Cameron got out of bed and left the room, returning with a rag and a water bottle in his hand. He took the rag and placed it on your pussy, leaving it there for a second. You moaned softly at the warmth emitting from the rag. After a few seconds, he proceeded to clean you up.
Afterwards, he climbed back into bed and pulled you into his arms, rubbing on your body to release any tension you may have.
Cameron definitely showed his jealous side tonight… and you weren't even mad at it.
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