aaron carpenter dirty

Stress reliever - * Cameron Dallas Smut *

“You seem stressed,” You pointed out, noticing that your boyfriend was gripping the wheel pretty tightly.

“I’m fine,” He shot back, smiling gently so that you weren’t worried, although when he shifted back and began driving again, you noticed him grimace.

“Did something happen today?”

“No.”

You sighed, wanting to figure out what was wrong with him. Most people saw your boyfriend as happy and loud, although there was certainly an unemotional side to him that they didn’t get to see. Once he had exposed that side of him, you found yourself beginning to easily read his emotions, no matter how unemotional he seemed.

It was only natural for you to be worried as you noticed his brow furrowing and his jaw clenching a bit.

“Seriously, tell me what’s wrong or I’m going to make you pull this car over and we’ll wait for you to tell me.”

“Babe, there’s nothing wrong, okay? Just please stop asking about it-”

“Cameron, I swear-”

“I’m hard, alright? You’re wearing a tight shirt and I’m hard. Happy?”

He rolled his eyes when you began laughing, sighing loudly.

“I don’t see what’s so funny about-”

“It’s just that I thought someone had died with the way you were acting,” You chuckled. “That’s it?”

“What do you mean ‘that’s it?’ We’re on our way home from a meeting that was an hour and a half away. We have 60 minutes to go and this is painful.”

You rolled your eyes, smirking a little as you unbuckled your seatbelt, leaning over the gear shift and pushing yourself so that you were kneeling sideways in your seat.

“(Yn), what are you- oh shit,” He groaned as he felt your wandering hands press against the very obvious bulge in his pants.

“Slide up a bit,” You mumbled, sliding off his pants and boxers when he did so.

“Oh god, anyone could see us,” He whispered, an edge to his voice that you only recognized as him being turned on.

You shrugged, leaning your head down so that you could easily take him entirely into your mouth. You decided to ditch the teasing, seeing as he was obviously uncomfortable, and his loud moans from above you only spurred you on.

You would’ve been a bit concerned about how well he could drive when you were in the process of giving him amazing head, although it seemed like he wasn’t going to last as long as he usually does.

You hummed slightly, trying to make the vibrations give him pleasure, smirking against him when he grunted and shifted in his seat.

“I’m not going to last much lo-ahh-” He moaned mid sentence, thrusting up gently as he craned his head back so that it was laying against the headboard. He was relieved that his orgasm came at a red light as he could fully shut his eyes as he released into your mouth.

“Better baby?”

He silently nodded, his mouth open as he panted slightly.

“I wonder if it’s even possible for me to eat you out if you’re driving,” He smirked, pulling his pants up and buttoning them as the light turned green, stepping on the gas pedal much more relaxed.

“Pull over.”