"LOVER GIRL"
“D*ckin me down, spoiling me, driving me crazy”
Cameron Cade x F!reader (established relationship)
Synopsis: Love is in the air after a night of celebration! Is a Super Bowl victory on the horizon…?
Warnings/tags *MDNI*: dry humping, piv, missionary, raw, creampie, dirty talk/praise, prob inaccurate mention of football dealings so I’m sorry, I’m not a pro ! super brief mention of being tipsy, fluff, aftercare, proofread once, sorry for any errors <3
WC: 3.1k
A/N: of course the inspiration for this is LOVER GIRL by Megan Thee Stallion, so if any of yall are fellow hotties please lmk what you think 👀! And plssss don’t be mad but I think I’m going to do a second part for this one as well, I fear I CANNOT resist. Promise it won’t be a habit, I just want to do this one justice and make sure it aligns with the inspiration if you catch my drift, enjoy !
(*Fair warning, the follow up for this will be… freakier*).
Finally at home, the chaos of the night had settled. The season was coming to close on a high with Cameron’s team winning their final game. Once it had set in that they would qualify for the Super Bowl, celebration plans were fully set in motion. You both had just returned from a party.
Still a bit tipsy, you two stumbled into the bedroom before Cameron sat on the bed, pulling you close to embrace you. Enjoying the comfortable silence, you rested your head on his shoulder, absentmindedly trailing your hands across his upper back. Feeling content, you closed your eyes, breathing in his pleasant scent.
“Thank you”, he mumbled into your shoulder. A small smile forming on your features, you voiced, “you’re welcome”. The realization dawned that you had no idea what he was referring too. Confused, you added, “wait, what are you thanking me for?”
A light laugh escaped him before he replied, “for being here”. At the sound of that, you opened your eyes, pulling back to look at him clearly. Though he was still buzzing from earlier activities, there was a sobering edge to his tone as he continued. “I wouldn’t be where I am right now if it weren’t for you. I’m glad I get to share this moment with you. I’m grateful, for real…”.
Touched by his statement, a smitten expression settled on your face. Caressing his neck, you teased, “aw, look at you being all tender right now”. Warmth traveling up his neck, Cameron’s gaze shifted between your eyes. “I’m always tender about you”, he voiced. “Oh, I know”, you said with a small laugh. You followed up with, “that’s what I love about you”, before placing a kiss on his cheek.
Pondering on the season he had, you voiced, “I’m really proud of you Cam. I know it hasn’t been easy, but you’ve worked so hard to get here”. You paused to admire his features before saying, “you deserve this”. Tears welled in your eyes upon thinking of all of the hardship that had led to this moment. The injuries, the grueling schedule, the moments of defeat followed by him starting to express doubt he would ever experience this.
The joy you felt for him was palpable. It was so difficult seeing him go through all of the challenges this season dealt him, but you knew this was the turning point. You’d never seen him so driven to prove to himself he could do it. And for that reason, there was no doubt in your mind that he’d make it to the Super Bowl.
You lowered your gaze for a moment when you felt a tear roll down your cheek. Cameron immediately brought his hand up to swipe it away with his thumb. In the process he gently tilted your head up to look you in the eyes. Seeing the concern behind his eyes, you eased his nerves. “These aren’t sad tears, I swear. Just feeling a mix of emotions right now”, you softly confessed with a breathy laugh.
Cameron grinned as he poked, “now who’s being tender?” Laughing, you playfully pushed at his chest. “Stop, I can’t help it! I’m happy for you. I already know there’s another celebration coming”. In response, he asked, “you think I have what it takes…? I know I’m a good player but the Superbowl? That’s not a regular game…” Though there was partial humor in his first question, a part of him needed reassurance. If anyone was able to breakthrough the worry in his mind, it was you.
Caressing his jaw now, you gave him words of encouragement. “You do have what it takes Cam. You wouldn’t have made it this far if you didn’t. Don’t doubt yourself, I’m serious. Not tonight baby”. He nodded, “you’re right”. Jokingly, you replied, “I’m always right, especially about this”, before following up with, “but I need you to promise me something right now, can you do that?”
After seeing him nod again you voiced, “please promise me you won’t doubt yourself. I know there’s a lot of pressure on you and I know how your nerves get but I need you to promise me you won’t…” Cameron’s gaze softened upon hearing that. With a smile, he affirmed, “I promise you, I won’t doubt myself. If any thought like that crosses my mind at any point leading up to the game, I’ll just think of you”. Feeling relieved, you thanked him before giving him a gentle kiss. One thing Cameron never did was break his promises to you.
Eyes venturing down to get a look at his outfit, your mind stirred. During your time with Cameron, you’ve seen him in a suit a few times, but it wasn’t often that you did. Your hands smoothed over his shoulders as you inquired, “so… do you by any chance have more suits lined up for when you win?” Cameron responded, “yea, a few of them, why? You don’t like this one??” He looked down at it with a puzzled expression.
Laughing at his confusion, you quickly clarified, “no, no, that’s not it… the opposite actually”. Giving him another look, you admitted, “seeing you in a suit kind of does it for me. You look all polished and professional… I don’t know”. A teasing grin appeared on Cameron’s face as he pushed, “only ‘kind of’…? You sure about that?”
Your eyes dropped to his lips when he said that before shifting up to give him a needy look. In response, Cameron urged, “c’mere”, pulling you against his body. Leaning in for a kiss, you brought one of your hands to his neck again. When his lips sealed over yours, arousal pooled in your core as the kiss grew heated. Retracting his arms engulfing your frame, he palmed your hips, gently rubbing up and down your sides before parting from you.
“Turn around baby”. You obliged, stepping back a bit before fully turning around. When you did, Cameron pulled your zipper down, causing your dress to pool around your ankles. Left in just your underwear now, you turned back to face him before climbing into his lap to straddle him. Lowering his eyes to drink in your appearance now, his hands roamed across your thighs. “You know how beautiful you looked tonight?”
A smile gracing your features at the compliment, you traced his jaw. “Hmmm I have a guess, someone could not stop telling me all night. You know a handsome gentleman actually bought me that dress yesterday…? I think he was trying to woo me”. Playing along, Cameron grinned as asked, “oh really? Did it work or you turned him down…?” Shaking your head in response, you joked, “no, turned him down. Told him I’m already spoken for…”, before giving him a soft peck.
You added a sultry edge to your tone as you continued, “I also told him my man takes special care of me… and I’m satisfied over here…”. Cameron grasped your hips, pulling you flush against his print now. “How satisfied hm?” Seeing the familiar glint of hunger in his eyes, your thighs clenched at his sides from the feeling. A breathy, “very”, fell from your lips before you cupped his jaw, pulling him back in for a kiss.
He ground your hips against his, causing your mouth to part, allowing him to slip his tongue past your lips. The wetness gathering in your underwear with each pass of his clothed length against you was gradually becoming uncomfortable. Moaning into his mouth, you wandered your hands down to frantically unbutton his dress shirt. After some fumbling you successfully unbuttoned him before motioning to push it off his shoulders.
Cameron kept his mouth attached to yours as he momentarily stopped his movements to help you remove it completely. Now met with the frustrating obstacle of his undershirt, you trailed your hands under it to feel the planes of his stomach. Parting for air, you breathlessly urged, “take it off”. He listened, pulling the material over his head before you pushed him back into the comforter. Twitching in his boxers, he bit down on his bottom lip at the sight of you leaning over him.
You eagerly reconnected your lips, moaning when you felt him palm your ass, continuing the same grinding motion over his length. Squeezing your flesh, Cameron brought his hand up to rest on your neck, gently making you part from his lips. “You know what I want to hear… say it”, he whispered against your lips. Grasping at his forearm now, your other hand was settled at his abdomen. You mumbled out, “I need you”, in response.
A smile flashed across his features before he guided you back in for a kiss. You briefly parted from him, a slight gasp falling from your lips when you felt him suddenly wrap an arm around your waist to flip you onto your back. Kneeling over your figure now, Cameron unhooked his belt. Excitement coursed through your veins when you watched him stand to remove his pants, revealing his heavy length.
He climbed back on top to slide your underwear down your legs. Keeping his eyes glued on the glisten of your arousal, he exhaled harshly before voicing, “I might just have to wear a suit everyday if this is what it does to you”. Smiling, you mumbled, “I won’t object”, before he leaned down to reconnect your lips.
Pulling him closer with your legs, his tip brushed against your clit. His hands trailed across your outer thighs, holding you in place as he started gradually shifting his hips before lining himself up. You welcomed the stretch as he started gliding in inch by inch. Grasping at his sides, you whimpered out, “Cam”, when he was completely in.
He stayed like that for a moment, unmoving while he shifted his focus to your neck. Sucking harshly on your sensitive spot, Cameron drew a moan from you. You clenched around him, acclimated to his size. Proceeding to pepper your chest with kisses, he lingered on your breast, flicking your nipple with his tongue before giving the other the same treatment. Fluttering your eyes shut at the sensation, you moved your hand up to settle at the nape of his neck as quiet moans escaped your mouth the longer he went on.
Voice muffled against your skin, you heard him ask “what else do you want hm…? I’ll give you whatever you want”. Withdrawing his hips now, he lifted his head to peer down at you as he sunk back in in one go. Eyes snapping open at the feeling, you moaned, shifting your hand over to feel his abs flex under your palm. “You already know that though, don’t you?”, he voiced. Biting down on your bottom lip to suppress your moans, you nodded in response. Twitching at the sight, a cocky grin spread across his features. Knowing how much his voice affects you, he persisted.
Continuing the same teasing movement of giving you shallow thrusts, Cameron started coaxing you with his words. “Promise I’m never going to stop taking care of you…”, he spoke before hiking your legs up his torso so you could wrap them around him. He squeezed your thigh before uttering, “never going to stop taking care of this pussy”.
The coil tightened in your core at the sound of his words, causing you to involuntarily clench his length. He brought a hand up to caress the side of your cheek before guiding your mouth to his. Swallowing your moans, Cameron increased his pace, giving you steady, calculated thrusts. Mouth parting from him, a string of saliva followed as you stuttered, “f-fuck, Cameron”. Clutching at his shoulders now, your nails dug into his skin for grounding.
A sharp pang of arousal traveled down his spine when he felt the familiar sting. Groaning, Cameron asked, “You believe me baby?” In response you frantically nodded, moaning as each thrust caused the pressure in your stomach to build. “Say it. I need to hear it”, he voiced while keeping a firm grasp on your jaw. “I believe you”, you mumbled before he shifted his hips for a deeper angle, plunging back in at a fast speed. Hand falling to grip his bicep, you felt heat pool in your core, coating his dick in more slick.
“F-fuck, I believe you Cam”, you moaned out as the depth sent your mind reeling. Peering down at you with blown pupils, Cameron watched the pleasure morph on your face the closer you got. Parting his mouth, he twitched at the sight before voicing, “you deserve it, all of it”. Vision growing hazy, you pulled him in, locking your lips with his. Unable to coherently use words right now, you conveyed your need through the kiss. Seemingly just as needy, he synced his strokes with the movement of his tongue against yours.
Growing dizzy, you pulled back for air. Mumbling out, “so deep baby, don’t sto-”, your eyes began to roll back. Plea spurring him on, Camerons thrusts were relentless now. The lewd squelching sound resonating throughout the room grew more vulgar with each stroke. Voice raw with pleasure, he instructed, “look at me baby. Open your eyes”. Listening, you forced your eyes back open only to be caught off guard by the emotion in his. He reattached his lips before you could say anything. Cameron slowed his hips, rolling them to deliver slow, deep thrusts temporarily.
Savoring the change of pace, you both swallowed each other’s moans until you had to pull apart for air. The hand that rested on his shoulder trailed down to his cheek to thumb at his bottom lip. A high pitched moan fell from your lips when the familiar feeling of your orgasm started bubbling in your stomach. It was too much, his words, his cologne, the way he felt, everything. Overwhelmed, your eyes were glassy as you ran them across his features. Your voice hitched as you said, “I love you”.
Cameron shifted his hand from your neck to gently grab your wrist, moving your hand from his face. He interlocked your fingers with his, laying them on the ruffled comforter. Voice strained, he urged, “say it again”. Thighs trembling around him, you clawed at his bicep.
Upon hearing you moan out, “I love you”, again, Cameron’s hips faltered. A slew of groans left his throat when he felt you contract around him. “I love you too baby”. Squeezing your hand now, he snaked his other arm under your back, slightly elevating your hips to meet his with each thrust. He dropped his head to your neck while controlled grunts began slipping out. Feeling that sharp spiral before your orgasm hit, a shaky, broken moan escaped you.
Hand flying to wrap around the back of his neck, you stuttered, “oh f-fuck, C-Cam”. Tightening his grip, he coaxed, “right there?” In response you nodded, eyes starting to drift shut as the feeling intensified. Mouth falling open, you went silent while your orgasm stirred before washing over your entire body. Cameron tensed feeling you pulse around his dick.
He throbbed before twitching inside you as he slowed his thrusts. Hearing Cameron release a sharp exhale into your shoulder, another wave rippled through your core when you felt the warmth of his cum. Ceasing his movement now, he let you steady your breathing while you rode out your orgasm.
Feeling him press soft kisses on your shoulder that trailed up to your neck, your eyes fluttered open. In a blissful haze, your nails gently traced across his neck while he soon made his way to your face. After he faintly brushed his nose along yours, you gave him a peck, smiling as you did. “Bath or shower?”, he asked. “Bath”, you mumbled.
You now found yourself tucked in between him, resting your head against his chest. His arms were wrapped around your midsection while you absentmindedly traced his forearm under the water. Basking in his warm embrace, you let your eyes close before letting out a hum when you heard him try to get your attention. “You remember mentioning the Bahamas the other day?”, Cameron inquired.
Pondering for a moment, the conversation he was referring to came to mind. He had asked you hypothetically what your ideal vacation would look if you were going somewhere to completely unwind. Fond memories of your favorite childhood trip flashed in your head so naturally, you told him Bahamas. “Mhm, what about it?”
“I booked us a flight set for a couple days after the game”. Opening your eyes now, you fully sat up, turning in his grasp to gauge whether he was serious or not. “You’re serious…?”, you asked in a hushed tone. Heart beginning to race at the thought out of excitement, you were trying to decide whether this was his idea of a joke. Grinning, Cameron nodded. Confirming, “I’m serious”, with a chuckle, he continued. “I figure no matter what happens, win or lose, we could use a break. Plus, you mentioned you took that week off, so I thought fuck it, why not?”
Sending him a puzzled look, you voiced, "I can’t tell if you're joking or not. Cam, I promise you if this is one of your shitty jokes im-". Cameron laughed at your admission, cutting you off before emphasizing, "I’m not joking, I promise!". He pulled you close to him again, settling your thighs at his sides now while he soothingly rubbed them. "The flight is on the following Tuesday, we're staying for a week". Beaming at the sound of that, you circled your arms around his shoulders to embrace him.
"I might even have a small surprise for you when we get there too". As soon as you heard the words leave his mouth, a rush of adrenaline coursed through your body. You loved his surprises. Lifting your head to view his face, you teased, "you sure this isn’t the surprise itself?" With a playful glint in his eyes, he said, "you really think I’d only have one for you? c’mon baby, knowing how excited you get? one isn’t enough". Smiling at his remark, you responded, "you know me well then", before giving him a kiss.
When you embraced him again you heard him murmur, “I don’t know though, we’ll have to see if you still get it since you think my jokes are shitty… but if you take that statement back, I’ll see what I can do!”. Laughing against him, you doubled down, “I’m not taking that back, you know they are so I guess we will just have to see!”
Thank you for reading, feedback is always appreciated ! <3
Part 2 :)
