BitterSweet

Chapter 18

a little smut at the end

"Alright," I help her up. "Let's get you inside and into dry clothes."

"Can we still watch a movie?"

"Sure," I agree because I don't want our night to end. "It's still our date, after all."

She's all smiles as we walk up the front steps and enter the house.

"Shhh." She giggles quietly as we walk in and whispers, "Mom and dad are sleeping."

I look at where she's gesturing and see Niall and Hailee snuggled up on the sofa, seemingly waiting for us to return.

"I guess watching a movie is out." I say quietly to myself.

"Who says?" Camila answers me. "You have a television in your room."

"My room?" Camila just smiles and walks towards our room.

Oh this just gets better and fucking better. I lock up then follow in her wake and when I open my bedroom door, Camila is standing in the middle of my room with the remote for my TV in her hand as she tries to find something to watch, wearing her sexy boots, jeans and a oversized shirt.

"What are you wearing?" I ask as I come inside, shutting and locking the door behind me.

"I couldn't get these boots off." She explains, still focused on finding a movie for us. "I need your help."

"I'd be glad to." I help her sit down on my bed then kneel in front of her, unzip first one then the other and pull them off. She blushes and I know she's thinking about what I told her the last time, which happens to be what I'm thinking this time around as well.

"One of these days I'll get your heels wrapped around my neck."

"They're Hailee's." She grins just like she did when this situation happened with Aaliyah's heels last weekend.

"We really need to get you a pair of your own," So I don't feel bad when I visualize fucking you while only wearing six inch fucking heels.

Once her heels are off, she stands up. "May I?" I ask of her jeans.

She narrows her eyes at me, though she's smiling so I know she's in a playful mood.

"Totally innocent." I hold up my hands in surrender. "Just helping." She nods so I begin the task of taking off her wet jeans. Her oversized shirt is in the way so she holds it up for me to reach her button and zipper. I take my time pulling her zipper down, giving me a glimpse of her sexy white lace panties. I resist the urge to lean forward and kiss her body as I hook my fingers into the hem of her jeans and gently pull her jeans down and off.

I look up once my task is completed and help her pull her shirt down so it's covering her panties, it's too much to see them without doing anything about it.

"There. All set."

"You've finally succeeded." She tells me.

"In?" I ask confused.

"Getting me out of my pants." It's getting into your pants that I want, baby.

"Have you decided on a movie?" I decide to keep it innocent.

"Yup." She turns around to sit on my bed, getting comfortable. The sight is... I shake my head at the thought and go to take off my wet clothes, leaving on my boxer briefs.

"What are we watching?" I ask when she stares at me for too long. Looks like the long hours at the gym has paid off.

"Oh. Um. How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days."

"It's a chick-flick, isn't it?"

"Yup." She pops the P and hits play on the remote.

We lay back in bed as the movie starts. I wrap my arm around her and surprisingly she doesn't fight me. Instead, she snuggles against me, mindful of my chest that I told her is uncomfortable to be touched. Why I volunteered that bit of information, I have no fucking idea.

As much as I want her, I don't want to push myself on her. I decide to let her take the lead. If she wants me, we'll do something, if she keeps to herself, I'll suffer in silence. Maybe I should just give up all hope to fucking the enticing Camila Cabello. She's the one girl I can't have, and I'm starting to think it's the challenge she presents to me.

What'll happen if I do finally have her? Will that be it? Will I move on to the next girl? Maybe it is better to just be friends. Friends. I can do that. With that in mind, I get into the friends only type of mind and watch the movie with her.

I laugh at the part of the chick converting the guy's bathroom with feminine products because Camila and I share a bathroom and it's been run over by pinks and purples, tampons and other girly things. I think it's time to man that bathroom up.

Camila begins to run her fingers along my abs. I know she's enjoying the feel of them but I put my hand on hers to stop her. It's fucking arousing and too close to my dick that is starting to wake. I've already decided I wont be doing anything with her and I don't want to ruin our new found friendship.

She moves her head up to look at me so I look down at her. Moving her hand from my abs, she thrusts her hand into my hair, grasping it and kissing me softly. Brave girl.

"Mila," I pull away from her. Before I say anything more, I look into her eyes to let her down, but the desire I see has me wanting her.

Instead of saying no, I crash my lips to hers, giving into lust. I roll over so I'm on top of her.

"Are you-" kiss "sure-" kiss "this is-" kiss "what you want?"

"Yes." Is all I need to hear. I don't think kissing has ever been this good, so it's incredibly difficult to pull away, but I some how find the will power to do so. I kneel up between her legs and grab the hem of her shirt. Before I take it off completely, I look at her to confirm once more.

Biting her lip, blushing a deep red, she nods her head quickly like if she doesn't she will change her mind. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to." I tell her.

"N-no. I-I want to." She whispers.

I lick my lips and prepare myself for the sight I'm about to see as I swiftly take off her shirt.

Holy fucking shit. I feel like an adolescent boy seeing tits for the first time.

Camila squirms and tries to cover herself but I stop her.

"Don't." I tell her. "You're beautiful." To prove my point, I lean down and kiss her. I move to her neck, feeling her panting in my ear. Her body is so hot, flushed with excitement. Excitement for me. I run my hand down her body, pulling at the hem of her panties to allow my hand room.

"Oh fuck me," I moan when I feel how soaked she is. My fingers slide in easily but I'm surprised they do because she's so fucking tight. I stretch her with my fingers, knowing I am bigger than she's had before, judging by how tight she is around my fingers and what she said earlier. I wouldn't want to hurt her. I finger fuck her to loosen her up as I suck her neck.

I would make her cum like this, but I'm selfish, I want her to cum all over my dick. It twitches in agreement. Unable to resist her a moment longer, I pull my hand away and continue kissing down her front. I dart my tongue out, tasting her as I make my way to her breasts. Kissing her mound, towards her nipple, and then I pull that delicious looking nipple into my mouth and moan as I latch on.

Her hands fly into my hair, her breathing has increased and she can't seem to lay still. Moving away from her perfect breasts, I kiss down her stomach, leaving opened mouth kisses across her pubic bone.

She gasps and jerks up the bed when I push my nose against her panty covered sex, inhaling her intoxicating scent. It's the only way to describe how she smells. 

"Shawn." She gasps again as I hook my fingers into her panties and pull them down.
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