Clothes off - Part one
COLLEGE!CAMERON CADE X PLUS SIZE!READER
Part two
SUMMARY: You said you’d leave him alone but one conversation changed things.
CONTENT WARNINGS: MDNI‼️, Use of the N-word, Fingering, Oral(f!receiving), unprotected PIV, Mentions of alcohol and weed consumption
WORD COUNT: 3.6K
A/N: Baelani has been giving me so much inspiration I had to write a fic based off this song. My first time writing a plus sized reader, I want to start writing more fics for my fellow big girls, stay-tuned😘
Walking into the dark kitchen of the Alpha frat house, for your second drink of the night. You needed it to calm your nerves, you were never one for parties and definitely not at a frat house, but your friend dragged you here.
She was long gone, probably cooped up in the room of one of the brothers. It was on brand for her to leave you by yourself. You still wanted to try and have a good time after the long week of classes you endured.
Pouring another cup of mystery punch is when you felt it, eyes on you. You didn't even need to look to know who it was. You turned around, cup in hand and rested against the bar. His eyes were zeroed in on you, raking slowly over your body.
He was the kind of guy you knew better than to mess with. But he was charming nonetheless and that made resisting him harder. You guys talked a few times, you wouldn't call him a friend or anything but you worked on a project together last semester, he was a flirt but harmless.
It felt like you’ve been seeing him more on campus lately. You knew better than to fall for anything he might try and offer. You saw the girls he would hang around, and none looked like you. They were all petite and prissy. They looked like the poster girls for Greek life.
You weren’t built like that, you had curves and a softness to you. Your jeans fit you in all the right places.
None of that should have mattered, you knew your worth but it was always at the back of your head. You knew you weren’t his type, and you wouldn’t be an experiment either.
He sat legs spread on the couch with his boys, They passed a blunt between each other. You just stared back at him not wanting to be the first to break. Even through the clouds of smoke and dancing bodies his eyes stayed on you, and yours on his.
To the left of him was some girl you couldn’t name. She all up on him, leaning into him and whispering something into his ear. You broke the staring contest ya’ll had going on glancing at her. That brought you back to reality.
You weren't gonna compete with any other girl. You shook your head, giving him a once over before walking away. You needed somewhere quiet. You headed up the stairs of the big frat house. You looked around until you found an empty room.
Pushing the door open, you looked around to an office. You weren't sure who the room belonged to but it was empty and semi-quiet. You just needed a break from the booming of the speakers down stairs.
You closed the door behind you looking around examining the room, there were some red solo cups littered from previous people, there was a book case in the corner. You looked around brushing your fingertips across the spines looking for anything interesting.
You didn't find anything so you turned and flopped on the couch. You sighed, resting your head on the back of it, closing your eyes. You’d rest your eyes for 5 minutes to pull yourself together.
You had barely closed them when you heard the door creak. Your head shot up looking to see how it was. There he stood in the doorway, his tall and broad frame filling the space. He just looked down at your place on the couch.
“I was just about to leave.” you spoke first, the tension was too much to handle already and he hadn’t even spoken to you yet.
“Yeah?” He asked, his voice low.
“Yeah, I just needed a break from the party. You can have the room I was leaving.” You said hurriedly, as you stood up from the couch to head out the door. You weren't sure why you were explaining yourself to him, it wasn't like you needed to.
He nodded moving closer to you, The scent of smoke and his cologne stuck on him.
“Guess we both did” He said, his voice low, his eyes ran up and down your figure before, they squared in on your eyes.
“I should go”
“Should you?” He questions tilting his head a bit, offering you a grin, his dimples cutting deep into his cheeks.
‘Lord help me’ You thought as you looked at him, eyes dancing over his dimple. He was doing that on purpose right?The way he looked was dangerous, criminal almost.
You laughed nervously, fighting the smile creeping on your face. You shouldn’t and you knew better. Maybe it was the drinks or the way he smelled and the look in his eyes. It was like he was lowering all of your inhibitions. Any logic you might’ve had was lost in limbo.
He just looked at you, his eyebrows raised waiting for your decision.
“Okay” You said hesitantly, this was a bad idea but who cares. You’d just talk to him. You headed back to the couch and he followed you. You tried to leave room for him but he sat dangerously close, his legs spread bumping your knee.
He was too close but you didn't say anything, you could feel the warmth radiating off of him and you liked it.
“I don't see you at these parties often” He said, leaning back into the couch. It was casual but his words held weight.
“I don't really like the crowds, it's very loud and my friend usually dips on me” you shrugged, “I usually avoid this kinda thing.”
“I was with my friend but she disappeared.”
“Some friend aint she” he exhaled.
“She gets caught up, this is more her thing. I'm sure she's here somewhere” you said to her defense. In reality..? She was either in one of these rooms with some guy or long left with a random person.
“Lucky for me then, I get all your attention.” He hummed, leaning a bit closer.
You blinked, you needed something to ground yourself. This conversation was going left fast. You straightened leaning back a bit, needing some distance from his intoxicating smell.
“What are you doing in here anyway, I thought you were with your girlfriend down stairs” you asked, hoping your voice came out firmer than it felt.
He let out a chuckle at your words, “Girlfriend?” His brows raised, shaking his head, “No, that was just some girl who can’t take a hint.”
You hummed, not believing him. “And what about that other girl you were with at the dining hall a couple days ago.”
“So you be watching me, that’s what im getting from this” He huffed out a chuckle at your words.
“I just notice things, that doesn't mean I care.” You shrug your shoulders nonchalantly.
“You’re not very convincing you know that” He smirks tilting his head, wetting his bottom lip with his tongue.
You swallowed, an attempt at steadying your thoughts. You stared at him, like really looked at him. You felt that pull but you had to shut this down.
“Look,” you said, your voice firmer than before. “I don't know what your deal is, but I don't want any part in it. I'm not trying to be another one of your…whatevers. And I know I'm not your type, so quit playing Cameron.”
He was baffled that you would even suggest you weren't his ”Type.”
“You know I've been looking at your fine ass since we worked together last semester” He said, voice low looking you over. His eyes resting on your exposed thighs for a second too long.
“And those girls don't hold a candle to you, you know that.”
You felt you boy heat up, it was half from irritation the other was from the buzz his words brought you. ”I’m serious,” you held his gaze trying to make him understand. “I’m not trying to play…whatever game you think this is.”
“Im deadass serious” He said, his playful tone not as apparent in his words now.
“I don't know,” He shrugs, “if you can't handle it, just say that.” He says, leaning forward. It was almost like he was challenging you.
You blinked, almost offended that he would suggest that. “Boy you know it's the other way around” you laugh. “You wouldn't know what to do with me.” You shook your head, teasingly.
“Really,” His smirk returned, dimples flashing. “I'm sure I could handle you just fine.” His voice was low, and his breath was fanning over your face. You weren't sure when he had got this close, but you were starting to not mind.
“Is that so?”
“I know it is.” He said definitely, way too confident in himself.
He didn’t say anything else, he leaned in until his breath was ghosting over your lips. He gave you the opportunity to pull away if you wanted. You weren't gonna fight it anymore, you closed the gap sealing your lips to his. He immediately reacted, His hands moving to grip the side of your jaw the other rested on your thigh.
His lips were firm and possessive on yours, he needed you closer. “Climb on” He breathed against your lips, parting for only a second. He pulled you thigh closer, so you could straddle him.
Cautious you moved, letting him guide you leg over, you hovered, conscious of not putting your full weight on him. He was the one to break the kiss.
“Stop hovering”
“Im not”
“Yes you are” he said his eyes squinted at the lie.
“I'm heavy.” you argued, your tone was playful and you waited for him to match your energy.
But he didn't laugh. His eyes were fixed on you, his hands on your waist.“Why are you treating me like a little boy?” he asked, there was an edge in his tone.
You were caught off guard by his change in tone.
“Im a grown man,” he said, his gaze steady. “Now stop overthinking.”
As he said that he pulled you down so now you were flush on his lap. You braced yourself by resting your hands on his shoulders. His hands gripped your hips, rocking you a bit.
Your breath caught in your throat. You could feel the thickness of his length as your hips slowly rolled against his.
“That’s not so bad is it?” He mumbled.
You tried to reply but your words got caught, you just shook your head. His hand brushed the side of your face, as he pulled you closer to him. Cameron pulled you into a small soft kiss, he pulled away for a second, searching your face for any doubt.
When he saw none he pulled you back in devouring you. Lips traveled to your jaw before moving down to your neck. You tilted your head giving him more access. He kissed, nipped and sucked your neck until he found the spot that made you melt.
“Cam,”You whispered his name, weak at the feeling, he hummed against your pulse, making a mental note of the spot.
He kissed your collarbone and chest before his hands moved to the base of your shirt.
You paused for a moment. Breath still uneven. His eyes stayed on you, they were darked, hungry.
“Can we?”He asked quietly, almost like he was begging for it.
Cameron Cade was acting desperate, over you?
Your pulse peaked but you nodded your head too eagerly, but you wanted him as much as he wanted you.
He moved quickly standing up off the couch, you yelped at the unexpected movement, his hands supported under your thighs as your arms and legs wrapped around him. You started to protest but he cut you off.
“My rooms down the hall” He murmured, already moving towards the door. ”And say something else about being heavy again, because you're gonna piss me off.” He said warning you.
That immediately shut you up and turned you on even more.
He walked you into his room, the sounds from the party becoming white noise as he locked his door behind him. He placed you down on your feet. His eyes raking up and down your figure.
“Take this off,” He ordered, tugging at your jacket. You stumbled a step closer, your body flush to his. You shrugged it off your shoulders. He helped you the rest of the way.
His hand ran along your sides, eyes watching the way his hand traced your curves. His hands ran up to the hem of your shirt grabbing the edges and pulling it up. He lowered his voice, “everything else too.”
You lifted your arms as he helped you remove your top. His eyes zeroed in on your lace covered chest. He toyed with the button of your shorts, helping you out of them. His movements weren’t rushed and that made you nervous. Most guys rushed but he was taking his time with you.
You tried not to squirm under his gaze as he took you in. You were so glad you wore a matching set today and not your granny panties.
“This isn't fair you still have clothes on” You whispered, starting to feel self conscious at the look he was giving you.
“You’re right,” he said slowly. “Fix it then.” He said removing his shirt, revealing his toned chest, your eyes flicked down to his happy trail. Before going back up to his eyes. “You got the rest mama.” he said, a smirk on his face.
You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. Reaching your hand out to press it to his stomach. You trailed it down, your hand running over his clothed length, feeling the thickness through the fabric. His hand gripped your hip pulling you closer and taking your lips in a rough kiss. He was eager against you, his tongue sweeping into your mouth. He groaned into the kiss as you palmed his dick. One hand went around your waist pulling you closer, and the other traveled up your stomach and ghosted over your clothed nipple.
He shed his jeans, leaving you both in your underwear. His kisses moved down your neck, and chest. He pulled away pushing you towards his bed until the back of your knees hit it and you fell back.
He pushed you onto your back, leaning his weight over you. His hips moved between your legs, grinding over your clothed core. You whimpered calling his name out, hips rocking up to meet him.
His hand snaked behind your back, you lifted up for him to unclasp your bra. Cameron pulled it off and your nipples hardened from the contact of the cool air. He groaned at the sight of them.
“You're perfect, you know that.” You just looked down at him. As he latched his mouth on your hardened nipple, he sucked and lapped at it. His other hand groped the other, tweaking the nipple between his fingers.
His mouth started to kiss down your stomach. He paused looking up at you, his hand hooking onto the side of your panties.
“You gon’ let me eat this pussy.” He rasped, staring you dead in your eyes waiting for a response.
You nodded, you were so wet you needed him to touch you now.
“Use your words pretty girl come on.”
“Yes, please Cameron.” You whined.
“Yes ma’am” He said smiling as he pulled your panties down, tossing them somewhere. He kissed the inside of your thighs, putting them over his shoulder and placing an opened mouth kiss on your core.
He made out with your pussy, swirling his tongue on your clit and lapping up your juices. You gasped in response, hips bucking up grinding against his face. Your mouth was opened, eyes squeezed shut. His eyes stayed on you as he fucked you with his tounge.
He was relentless, with his attack on your core. The room was filled with the wet sound of his slurping and your moans. Your hands found their way to his head pushing him closer, like it was possible.
You backed arch off the bed, your thighs starting to squeeze shut around his head, He popped the outside of your thigh causing you to yelp.
“Keep those fucking legs open.” Your legs snapped back open. You moaned as he pressed a finger into your entrance. Your legs were trembling, your hands flew to the sheets needing to hold onto something.
“Cameron…I-I’m gonna cum,” you managed to moan out a warning.
“Yeah gimme that shit” He rasped, increasing the speed of his fingers.
You cried out, legs trembling as you came, the intensity leaving you breathless. Cameron gave a long and slow final lick savouring your release, before pulling away slowly.
He hovered over you, brushing hair away from your face. He leaned down, capturing your lips in a deep kiss, letting you taste yourself.
He freed himself from his boxers, his length springing and hitting his stomach. His body was bare before you, you couldn't help raking your eyes across his body. His lean muscles and the faint trail of hair leading down his stomach to his dick.
“You were talking big shit earlier, you're really quiet right now.” He teases as he rubbed his head on core
“Shut up” You shot him a look, trying not to smile.
“What? I like when you talk back” He laughed under his breath, the sound was low and warm.
“You're stupid.” You mumble, your hands resting on his shoulders, hands raking up the back of his neck resting at his nape.
“Maybe, but you’re still in my bed.” He chuckles, a confident grin in his face as he takes your lips for a quick kiss. “I can't be that bad huh?”
He rubs his tip against your clit, making you release a breath you were holding in. He slid his length down your lips before sliding in, the stretch slow, pulling noises from the back of your throat. He groaned as he went in fully. You were hip to hip and breathless as you adjusted to his size.
“Shit,” He mumbles, your tightness making his eyes fall closed just so he wouldn’t cum on the spot. “You good?” He asked, looking at you before he moved.
All you did was nod, brows furrowed at the pressure.
His hips began to move slowly, he dragged every inch as he pulled back before sinking in deep again. Each thrust was calculated and teasing. He looked down at you, eyes low as he watched you fall apart.
You arched into him, your nail racking over his back, as you chased the sensations he was drawing out of you. His head fell into the crook of your neck. His hips snapped faster as he moaned into your neck. He placed kisses along your shoulder and collarbone as he hammered into you.
“So fuckin’ tight,” He whispered, his eyes half lidded, and voice thick with need. You clenched around him squeezing his length. His breath hitched, his release building. “You keep doing that, I'm not gonna last.”
“I thought you could handle it.” Your voice breathless but teasing.
“I can handle you just fine” He said, thrusting deeper, bringing a squeal out the back of your throat.
“Fuck, Cameron im close.” You whined out your eyes squeezing shut, your breathes increasing.
“Yeah?” His voice was gruff, “Look at me when you come.” Cameron demanded as he grabbed your jaw, focusing your attention on him.
You whined as the intensity of your release grew, your eyebrows were furrowed but you opened your eyes to look in his. Your mouth fell open as you came. Your release hitting you hard.
Your legs wrapped around his waist, Cameron groaned at the sight of you. His own release building and he came not long after you, his cum coating your walls. His body draped over yours as he nuzzled his head in the crook of your neck. He placed a trail of wet kisses as he caught his breath.
You caught your breath and tried to return to your senses, but exhaustion was taking you over. You tapped Cameron's back, his weight starting to crush you.
“Cam get off” You whined tiredly.
“Uh uh” He whines holding you closer, “You’re warm.”
“Boy I need to breathe move over”
He chuckled against your neck, your words pulling him from his tired trance. He slowly pulled out of you. Rolling over so he was next to you on the bed. You sucked in a breath at the empty feeling of him no longer inside you.
He looked over at you from where he laid next to you. “You're not tired are you?” He had a stupid grin on his face. “I thought you’d be able to handle another round.”
You look at him with mild annoyance, still trying to catch your breath. “Its not about handling it, nigga let me catch my breath.”
“Take your time, I'll just enjoy the view.” He teases rolling on his side, a smirk on his face as he raked his eyes over your naked body.
“Stop staring at me you creep” You said playfully, covering yourself with his blanket.
“Nuh uh” he made a face, he pulled the blanket away from you. “I wasn't a creep when my face was buried in your pussy."
You cover your face with your hands at his crudeness, “bro shut the fuck up.” You laugh.
“I think we're past bro, don't you think.” He questioned raising a brow.
You hummed thinking for a second, “We’ll see.”
He nodded, “I can work with that.”
He didn't waste any time going to you and taking your lips in a kiss, he pulled away just enough to say, “Alright get on all fours.”
You paused, your brain needing time to catch up. “Huh?”
“You heard me, we're not done, I know you got some more rounds in you.”
