slight cnc blurb. ᥫ᭡.
black fem reader x cameron cade
"Don't move, arch that ass back for me,” Cameron swore at you. He hung low over your shoulder, his voice all rough like he owned every inch of you. Your nails scraped against the cold concrete wall, body tremblin' as he slammed into your pussy from behind, no mercy in his thrusts. Didn't matter, you were wet enough to let him go as fast as he wanted in you.
The area was dark, you couldn't see much, just the wall in front of you and occasionally a glimpse of him. You bit down hard, tryin' to stifle the moan risin' up, but it slipped out anyway.
“Fuck—Cam, please don't do this here,” you whispered, voice shakin', even as your hips pushed back against him on instinct. He chuckled deep in his chest, that sound vibratin' through you while his big hand pressed firm on your lower back, pinnin' you in place.
“Shut that shit up." His eyes drag over you, slow. “Don’t act confused now, stop fightin', you know you need this dick tearin' you up.'.” His words hit like a slap, but damn if they didn't make your walls clench tighter around him.
Yeah, you did it on purpose. The outfits, the tone, the way you talked around him, you knew he’d catch it. You played it just right, sweet when you needed to be, subtle enough not to look obvious. You thought you had him for a minute. Thought he was starting to fold.
“You really thought I ain’t peep that?” His voice drops, gravelly and close, the words hanging heavy in the stale air between you. You open your mouth, words forming on your tongue, about to play dumb.
"What are you talking about?" You ask quietly. He shifts, his footsteps silent on the concrete, “All that sweet shit…” he says low. “That ain’t even you.” Your heart beats, and fast.
You knew he knew, that moment before. When he leaned in slow, lips hovering near yours, teasing like he's about to give you that kiss, eyes half-lidded but locked on you with that same knowing glint. But then his hands move, fingers hooking into the waistband of your bottoms, yanking them down in one rough tug. Next thing you know, you're bent over, panties half ripped to the side. He might as well take em off you, but he wanted you to remember this. This moment, him fucking you relentless.
The hallway echoed with the slick sounds of your wetness mixin' with his precum, every sloppy pound fillin' the air. You clamped a hand over your mouth, nails diggin' into your cheek, but he wasn't havin' it. Cameron snatched a fistful of your hair, yankin' your head back just enough to make your neck arch, forcin' you to meet his eyes over your shoulder.
“Look at me while I fuck you, baby. Ain't no hidin' now.” His grip tightened, that pull sendin' sparks down your spine, mixin' pain with the pleasure buildin' deep in your pussy. You looked at him, taking in all the detail of him. His shoulders flexed, his cross chain swinging with every thrust he gave you.
“Cam... someone might hear, might see,” you gasped out, tryin' to twist away a little, but he just drove in harder, makin' your knees buckle.
“Yeah? That's what you worried about, somebody see you like this?”
He slowed his pace just a tease, grindin' deep so you felt every thick inch of his dick, throbbin' inside you, but he didn't stop. Never did. You weren't supposed to be here, not like this. But he'd cornered you, whispered all that filthy shit to you till you caved. Slowly walking up to you, lightly touches, he knew just what to do. Now you were hooked, ass bouncin' back to meet him even as your mind screamed to stop. Your body ignored every problem your mind told you. Your hands pushed in the wall like you holdin' on for your life, but pleasure coiled tight in your gut. Your pussy gushed around his dick, massaging him as he pumped in and out of you.
“Maybe... shit, please, not so rough,” you mumbled, voice all breathy and broken, but he only grinned, that cocky athlete smirk lightin' up his face. He yanked your hair up again, pullin' you flush against his chest for a second. His pace slowed for a sec, just so you could focus on his words and not his dick. His free hand slide down to grip your hip, bruisin' the skin.
“Nah, you takin' it just like I want,'' he mumbles. He keeps up this slow rhythm, that slow grind, plap—plap—plap, his hips rollin' deep into you, stretchin' you out with every thrust. "Throw that ass back—show me how bad you need this.”
“Cam please” you whimpered, body goin' slack under his control, matchin' his rhythm even as tears pricked your eyes from the intensity. He picked up speed, dick plungin' in faster, the wet clap of his balls against your ass ringin' out loud in the empty space. You arched up, pussy squeezin' him greedy, walls flutterin' as he hit that spot over and over, makin' your legs shake like they 'bout to give out.
“That's right, my good lil' girl, lettin' me use you out here where anybody could walk up,” he murmured, voice husky and teasin', but his hand snaked 'round front, fingers findin' your clit and rubbin' firm circles that had you buckin'.
"You got my attention now baby, fuck" he says quietly against you. You whimper quietly, muttering stuff underneath your breath. So many jolts ran through your whole body, your moans spillin' free despite your efforts to hold 'em back. He didn't ease up, poundin' relentless, pushin' you right to the brink.
“Bout to make this pussy gush all over me, ain't you?” You shook your head weak, but your hips rolled back harder, chasin' that high even as you begged, “I... I can't, Cam, too much—gonna cum if you don't stop.”
He laughed low, thrusts comin' deeper, heavier, his fingers pressing just right on your clit.
“You gon' cum for me anyway. Squeeze this dick, let me feel you break.” Your body tensed, pushin' back desperate now, pussy grippin' him like a vice, pullin' him in deeper with every stroke.
“Please... I ain't—, I can't hold it,” you cried out soft, voice crackin'. “Then cum on this dick, give it all to me,” he demanded, not lettin' up for a second.
authors note, not well thought out but I will write another, that's why this one just a blurb 🌚🤞🏽
