Novel & Cerita Cameron Dallas Fanfiction Rated R

TRIGGER WARNING: SEXUAL ASSAULT Camden groaned, her forehead resting on Clayton's chest as she took a deep breath. She trailed her hands down his arms, their fingers intertwining. "Just to make it clear, I'm suffering just as much as you are here. It's a real struggle not to rip those boxers off of you," she said playfully, her teeth nipping at one of his nipples. "Arg... Cam, you're such a tease!" he moaned, his desire evident in his voice. "You're killing me over here!"

“I’m so close…” Camille leapt up when the sound of her phone’s ringtone blasted from the coffee table. Her heart was racing like a greyhound in her chest as her corn-flower blues eyes looked around wildly. It took a few frantic moments for her to realise she was sprawled out on Charlotte’s couch, a blanket twisted around her legs and her skin damp with sweat. The ringing phone continued to chortle unceremoniously on the coffee table, completely unaware of the dream it had just ruined. Grabbing the phone, Camille’s cheeks reddened when she saw Kal’s name on the screen, her gut twisting in guilt and embarrassment thanks to her having a dirty dream about one of Kal’s friends.

She shouted tightening the hold on the knot of her bathrobe. " You are here baby girl. Oh God thank you so much! By the way, you are looking so----- "Just get the hell out of my room." She yelled again "Why should I go out of here, this is my room too." He said calmly. "What do you mean?" She asked, confused "WE ARE ROOMMATES, BABY GIRL." ********************* He is JAXON WILSON, the bad boy. . . She is SAMARA GRAY, the good girl.

“Can I get you something? Water? Coffee?” He didn’t answer right away. Then finally, “I like you, Rylee.” She blinked. “Oh.” Cameron took a step forward. “More than Adonis does,” he added. Rylee tensed. “You don’t know what Adonis feels.” “I know he hasn’t fucked you yet,” Cameron said with a little smile, like he’d uncovered a secret. “But I would. Right now.” Rylee’s pulse spiked. “You should leave.”

Cameron released her shoulder finally and ran his tongue over his lips, chasing the spill of blood, before leaning over and licking around the wound, cleaning away the blood trails he had left on her skin. “I, Aislen Carter,” she started, and Cameron grinned. “Of Havermouth, and probably the Emissary of the Moon Goddess, or someone like that, take you, Cameron Edison, as my mate. I promise to…” She felt the tears bite as she met his eyes, and her smile was watery through them. “Always see you, as who you are, and always appreciate the wonderful, generous, kind-hearted, stupidly adorable puppy that you are. I love you.”

Waylon kissed her forehead and said, “I didn’t say I’m leaving either. I’m going to the room next door. If not, are you going to let me stay in your room?” It was only then Cameron realized Waylon had fooled her! She broke herself free from his arms, opened the door, and pushed him outside. “Never! I’ll not let you stay in my room.” Then, she closed the door. Waylon chuckled, pulled out a door card, and went to the room next door. The next day, at the shooting scene… After Daisie finished putting on her makeup, she saw that Cameron was standing at the side, looking at the actors shooting a fighting scene. She walked up to her and asked, “Cameron, where did you go yesterday evening?”

I was holding my breath before I was looking at Cameron and I can say that he was distressed. “Ella, no!” He shouted. I bent over him and I was throwing up my stomach as he was grunting at me. I was pushing all the content of my stomach as I was trying not to embarrass myself with Cameron on my sight. Well, I guess that ship has sailed now. Daisy Dyer’s POV I was staring at Cameron who was trying to get Ella out of the dance floor before the familiar musky scent was behind me. “It seems that you were having fun on your own with your friend as the main course,” Dylan said as I turned to scowl at him.

River ignored me. I managed to catch River’s arm before he climbed up into his truck. River turned around so fast that I staggered back. “What, Dallas?” River snarled. The anger in his eyes instantly made me take a step back. “River, I–” “You don't owe me an explanation, Dallas. If you want to go on a date with Hunter, go for it. You're not mine.” River tried to sound casual and shrugged it off, but he couldn't hide the anger that was still in his eyes.