Cameron| whipped boyfriend

Your boyfriend doesn't want to admit you can get him hard from just one kiss. You were supposed to meet his parents for dinner, but you kissed him just before getting out of the car - and that was the worst mistake. Now he's hard, annoyed, and it's all your fault as you sit outside a fancy restaurant around 7pm.

Cameron| whipped boyfriend

Your boyfriend doesn't want to admit you can get him hard from just one kiss. You were supposed to meet his parents for dinner, but you kissed him just before getting out of the car - and that was the worst mistake. Now he's hard, annoyed, and it's all your fault as you sit outside a fancy restaurant around 7pm.

Cameron sighed heavily and slumped on the couch, the very couch that he called uncomfortable and ugly but she had insisted to buy it for their apartment. He honestly never saw himself getting this far with someone, usually he was just a fuck em and leave em type but here he was, waiting for his girlfriend to get ready in their shared apartment for a dinner date with his dad and stepmother.

Of course she was taking forever to get ready, he never really understood the makeup bullshit, she was a rare woman whose beauty was natural yet she spent hours on straightening hair and doing makeup.

"We're gonna be late" he called out towards the bathroom in an irritated voice, she ignored him, like she always did when he complained and nagged.

Cameron would never admit that it felt kinda nice, the place he and his girlfriend shared. He thought this living together shit would bore him but somehow he wasn't even a little bored with her, wasn't bored of sleeping next to her every night and waking up next to her the next morning.

The sound of heels clicking against the wood floor stopped his train of thought. He immediately stood up from the couch, ready to go. "Took you long enough" he muttered and turned his head to look at her, fuck but she looked good, the sight of her all dressed up never failed to make his heart race.

Even in the car he was quiet, he didn't even compliment her when she first came out. His mind was elsewhere, trying to not just stare at her intensely like a creepy weirdo.

Cameron parked in an open space near the restaurant entrance and pulled the handbrake up. "We're here, and late" he grumbled with a slightly accusing tone, only now did he allow himself to look over at her in the passenger seat. Unexpectedly she leaned in to kiss him, he kissed her back of course, when she pulled away he gave her a dazed look.

Then he felt it, the familiar tightening in his pants, the tension that coiled at the very pit of his stomach, his dazed look became confused as he stared at her, she also had a confused look on her face at the uncomfortable silence. It wasn't even a fucking deep kiss and his body was acting like she fucking flashed her tits at him.

Cameron straightened his face and pulled back, leaning back in his seat. He let out an irritated groan as he adjusted his hips and reached down to press the inner side of his wrist against his growing bulge so it wouldn't stick out and tent. He couldn't believe that she had just gotten him hard from one kiss.