#sugardaddy!wardcameron

[maybankprincess]

𝐃𝐚𝐲 1: 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 || formal wear

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | ward cameron x reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | smut, quickie, hickey sucking, public stall sex, public sex

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 | in which you couldn't help but drool over the sight of your sugar daddy at midsummers in his formal outfit

you resisted the urge of pulling ward into a secluded area once again as you sneakily took glances at him. you both were at midsummers as each other's partners but you couldn't wait any longer to drag him away from another boring conversation to have some alone time with him.

you sneakily bit your lip as you stopped listening to the boring conversation you were having with a member of the island club and focused your gaze on ward who rose his whisky glass to his lips and took a sip of his drink. you walked away from the boring conversation with a group of women at the party and walked boldly towards ward. 

you walk past him and mouth “meet me in the bathroom” before heading straight for the men’s bathroom in the island club. knowing what you got yourself into, you smirked to yourself as you strutted towards the bathroom. you walked into the room and walked into a stall after having hung your drenched panties on the stall door nob so that ward would know where you were. 

after a few minutes, ward excuses himself before quickly disappearing into the island club and heading towards the bathroom. he walked into the bathroom and chuckled to himself and bit his lower lip as he noticed your panties hanging on the door handle. he grabbed them and stuffed them in his back pocket before making his presence known as you opened the wooden stall door. 

you smirked as you watched ward walk into the stall and lock the door behind him. he crashes his lips to yours roughly before spinning you to press your back to the stall door. you moan in the kiss as you tangle your fingers in his hair causing a groan to escape from his lips which resonate in your mouth.

ward’s hand travels down to lift your dress above your hips as his fingers come in contact with your bare pussy. he gathers up your wetness on his middle and ring fingers before entering your hole and teasing you. 

“you’re so wet already, babygirl~” ward growls out as he quickly removes undoes his pants as you whimper. “did seeing daddy in his suit make you horny like that?” he asks and smirks.

you bite down on your lower lip and can only nod at his words, in fear of letting out a loud moan. you grind yourself against his palm as he smirks down at you. 

“eager for daddy’s cock, princess?” he asks and watches you nod quickly as he wastes no time to release his cock from his pants and boxers before placing it at your entrance and thrusting into you. 

your mouth parts open as you feel his cock fill you up and let out a loud moan as you take his cock fully in you. ward smirks as he give you some time to adjust to him before tightly gripping your hips before quickly thrusting in and out of your slick hole. 

the sounds of skin slapping and low groans and moans fill the empty bathroom as you rest your head back against the stall door and ward takes this extra access to suck onto your neck and adding darker hickeys to your collection of fading ones from your actions earlier this week. 

you placed your hands on his chest as you raked your nails along his chest as you felt yourself grow closer to your orgasm. your walls clenched tightly around ward’s member as he groaned loudly and felt himself getting sloppy as his orgasm was also approaching.

“i’m gonna cum daddy! please let me cum” you begged loudly as you felt tears form in your eyes as you tried holding in your orgasm until ward gave you permission to release. 

“cum for me princess” ward groans out loudly as your walls pulses around his cock as your came. 

ward sloppily thrusted a few more times before coating your walls in his white string. he groaned loudly as he came and pulled out of your hole too quickly for your liking as you whimpered as you lost contact with him. 

he smirks and whispers “keep daddy’s babies in your tight little pussy, babygirl, i know you can do it” he adds as he watches some of his load run down your thighs before pushing it back in using his two fingers. 

he kept his fingers in for a few more minutes before pulling out his soaked fingers. he approaches his fingers to your mouth as you breathily watch him before parting your lips and sucking on his fingers. 

he groaned lowly as he watched your lips wrapped around his fingers. “come on now princess, let’s get back to the party before people start getting suspicious” he whispers as he pulls his fingers out of your mouth before smoothing your dress down and getting his pants back on.

“and i’m keeping these~” he says and pulls your panties from his back pocket and hanging them in front of you.

you smirked and nodded as you quickly pecked his lips before exiting the stall and the men’s bathroom before returning to the group of people you were hanging around. 

you grabbed a new drink and masked your fucked out expression before interacting with some of the people you knew. you looked up from your drink as you heard a crowd of people let out happy sounds as they had found someone - your sugar daddy as he came back from the stall. 

he looked over to you and slyly winked before acting as if he hadn’t fucked your brains out just a few minutes earlier. 

𝐚𝐝𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

[rekrappeter]

w a r d c a m e r o n x fem!reader (4)

warnings: baby this is full of sugar, literally, let me introduce you to sugar daddy!ward cameron. severe age gap, however, reader is 21+. lower case intended my lovies. suggestive. 18+, nsfw, smut, spanking, edging

summary: in which the reader finds out what’s in it for ward 

if you like this idea, please send in some blurb concepts

notes: im literally just h word so enjoy :)

the days passed by with little interaction with ward, you pass him in the hallway of the house and send him small smiles in which he returns but there was no moment that you’ve spent alone. It wasn’t until Friday evening when you refused to go to a party with Rafe and his friends, leaving you in the house alone. Or so you thought. 

you were in the kitchen, the lights turned off and the only source of light coming from the moon outside the window. it was raining outside, a storm brewing. the front door swung open and slammed shut with a loud bang, making all the muscles in your body tense. you weren’t expecting anyone to come home and considering it was only eleven in the evening, you didn’t expect rafe anytime soon. sarah and wheezie all accounted for with their plans. 

“hello?” you called out, walking out to the foyer where you spotted ward shrugging off a black coat. his hair was damp from the rain and his breathing restless as if he has just jogged up the large driveway. 

“y/n,” he greeted you, his eyes quickly scanning your body hugged in a pair of shorts and a top you believed belonged to rafe, “shouldn’t you be out getting drunk and doing stupid shit with my son?” 

“i thought i’d give it a miss tonight,” you hummed, leaning against the doorframe. “what are you doing home?”

“there was a problem with my reservation at the hotel,” he sighed, his eyes darkening as your tongue ran along your bottom lip, “but maybe that was a sign.” he smirked. 

you rolled your eyes playfully, pushing yourself off the doorframe and making your way towards the stairs, “goodnight.” you hummed. 

“come with me,” ward demanded, nodding his head down the long hallway that lead to his office, “i have something for you.” 

you bounced behind him, excitement bubbling at the pit of your stomach. he opened the door for you, letting you walk in front of him and you made sure to sway your hips. “what is it?” you smiled. 

ward walked over to his desk and unlocked the drawer, pulling out a small velvet box and it made your eyes sparkle with joy. he walked back over to you, stopping just inches away as he opened the jewelry box, “is this okay?” he asked, exposing a beautiful necklace decorated with diamonds. 

“wow, it’s gorgeous,” you gasped, reaching out to brush your fingertips along the glistening diamonds. 

“here,” ward mumbled, taking the necklace from the bed it lay on and walking behind you to drape it across your chest. the cold touch of his fingers sent a shiver down your spine and the feeling of his breath fawning across your neck forced a pooling wetness to form between your legs. “i-i’m not very good at this, but i hope it’s okay.” 

you turned in your spot, your chest pushing against his and he looked down at you gracefully, “usually if you buy me something, I give you something in return,” you hinted, and you watched his eyes flicker from yours to your lips. 

“you don’t have to.”

“i want to,” you smirked, your hand trailing up his arms and your fingers linked at the back of his neck. you closed the distance between you, your lips crashing against his. you could feel the scruff of his beard while your mouths moved in sync. his hands wrapped around your waist, bringing you even closer and his tongue swept your bottom lip, deepening the kiss. his hands lowered onto your ass, squeezing the cheeks in your skimpy shorts and you moaned at the callous feeling of them. “take control, daddy,” you whispered against his lips and it awoke something inside of him. 

ward pulled away from you, turning your body and bending it over his desk, he knocked away the lamp and the books in your way, making sure your breasts were squished against the wood. you moaned at the feeling of his hand caressing your clothed ass, feeling his fingers rub your throbbing pussy through the fabric. “no underwear,” he hummed, feeling your wetness seep through already, “good girl.” you whimpered at his praise, your hands grasping the top of the desk.

he leaned over you, the feeling of his hardening cock rubbing against your ass as he placed lingering kisses on your neck. “fuck me, please,” you begged. 

“so desperate for me,” he chuckled, nibbling on your earlobe, “you’re not getting fucked tonight, sweetheart.” you groaned in protest but his large hand slapping down at your ass shut you up, “don’t whine, i’ll fuck you when i’m ready.” 

he moved away from you, his mouth watering at the sight of you bent over and ready to take him. he pulled your shorts down, exposing your bare ass and he spanked you hard, then harder, then ever harder. the sight of your red ass making him moan. he could see the glistening of your pussy growing, enjoying your raspy breaths as his fingers slide up and down your folds slowly. he teased you, making you beg and beg. but then he pulled away and hoisted you up from the desk. 

“that’s enough for tonight,” he replied, pulling your shorts up and kissing away the leaking tears that were freely sliding down your cheeks. 

“but-”

“whine and nothing will happen again,” he warned, his fingers brushing over the diamonds. 

“okay, daddy.”

[rekrappeter]

w a r d c a m e r o n x fem!reader

notes: why? you ask, because this man is hot and im the h word so. im also not putting a lot of effort into this cause i know about three people will read it.

warnings: baby this is full of sugar, literally, let me introduce you to sugar daddy!ward cameron. severe age gap, however, reader is 21+. lower case intended my lovies

summary: meeting ward cameron for the first time

if you’re like me, and dig this idea, please feel free to send in concepts, thanks lovies

the first member of the cameron family that you met was rafe, the eldest and only son. you had met him through mutual friends at college and you had this weird connection with each other. it wasn’t romantic in the slightest, he had tried his luck but you explained thoroughly that he wasn’t your type; he was too young. but you bounced off one another like joey and phoebe from the hit television show, friends. it’s why you became the closest of friends within a short span of time, two months passed and he had invited you to spend the winter in the outer banks with him. 

he told you a lot about the outer banks, how he couldn’t wait to get away from it but he also explained the horrendous reputation he had amongst the population there. you only rolled your eyes to his story, patting him on the back, ‘you’re a dickhead, rafe, i get it.’ 

it’s how you ended up on the docks, walking next to rafe cameron with a large white suitcase following behind you. rafe told you that you didn’t need much clothes, despite the winter weather only being mild, you could still get away with light clothing. but you didn’t want to chance it, you wanted to bring an outfit for every possible opportunity. 

‘who’s picking us up?’ you questioned, looking up at your taller friend. you weren’t surprised that rafe had a reputation around these parts, he reeked of confidence and cockiness, the smirk that covered his face as soon as he stepped foot off the ferry told more stories than he did. 

‘either rose or ward, i didn’t question it.’ he shrugged, keeping his eyes peeled for a white range rover. his face fell at the sight of an older man leaning against the vehicle he spotted across the parking lot. ‘there’s daddy,’ he sighed, taking the suitcase from your grasp and rolling it behind him as he made his way over to him. 

you halted in your step, gawking at the man about one hundred yards away from you. ‘there’s daddy indeed,’ you said, causing rafe to scoff and roll his eyes in distaste. 

‘don’t start that, you,’ he warned, watching you wipe the drool from your chin. ‘you’re sick.’

‘he’s divorced, right?’ 

‘y/n, that’s my father,’ he snapped over his shoulder, but you couldn’t continue the conversation as the gap between you and the man was closing. you plastered a sweet smile on your face, feeling your heart pounding as his eyes passed his son and connected with yours. 

‘son, nice to see you,’ his voice was deep and husky, sending tingles through your legs. ‘and this must be y/n?’ 

‘hi, mr. cameron, thank you for letting me spend the holidays with your family,’ you said, you took a step closer to him, reaching your hand out to shake his. rafe watched your intentions closely, scoffing when he spotted you pulling your top down discreetly. 

‘please, y/n, it’s ward. it’s a pleasure to have you,’ ward replied, shaking your hand and keeping his eyes on your face. you couldn’t help but let your eyes scan his face, taking in the manly stature of his jaw covered with a grown out beard. you resisted the urge to groan at the intrusive thoughts entering your mind, wondering what it would feel like to have his face between your legs. 

you didn’t realise you were still holding his hand until rafe cleared his throat from beside you, making you snap out of your daydream. you grinned in their direction, taking your hand from ward’s grasp and wondering did he just get caught checking you out as well. 

‘i cant believe you,’ rafe announced, knocking on the guest room door that you were sleeping in for the next few weeks. 

‘what?’ you asked innocently, neatly folding your clothes in the drawers provided. you had just met the whole cameron family, playing sweet and thanking them for letting you join them this year. they all seemed pleased to have you, but you couldn’t help the lingering gazes you gave ward, there was just something about him that drove you insane. 

‘my father? really?’ 

you rolled your eyes, turning to face him, ‘he’s hot, rafe, what do you want me to say?’

rafe couldn’t control the string of giggles from his lips, his chest bouncing with the sounds. he ran his hands over his face, a groan mixing with the giggles. ‘just don’t do anything stupid, he-he’s not into that.’ 

‘how do you know?’ you smirked, fixing your hair. rafe’s eyes travelled down your body, and he started to doubt himself, anyone would be lucky to spend a night with you. 

‘y/n, i-’

‘rafe, i’m kidding,’ you pouted, walking over to him and wrapping your arms around his shoulders, standing on your tippy toes. ‘i’ll be a good girl.’ rafe’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, hearing you whine like that got him all hot and bothered. there was no doubt the sound would make his father react the same. 

 ‘if you do feel the urge to fuck anyone on this trip, let me show you my room,’ rafe smirked, twisting your body around and leading you to his room down the hall. he ignored your protests, causing you to giggle as he manhandled you into his room. 

‘in your dreams, cameron.’ you retorted, pushing out of his arms and rushing out of his room but what you didn’t expect was ward cameron to be standing there and you crashed against his hard chest, bouncing back onto the tiled floor. you groaned at the pain in your backside, looking up from the floor to see him staring down at you. 

‘someone’s hyper,’ ward chuckled, jutting out his hand to help you off the floor. 

you accepted his hand, letting him pull you up with ease, ‘sorry, sir, your son brings that side out in me.’ 

ward swallowed at what you called him, his pupils dilating. ‘it’s ward, y/n, not mr. cameron, not sir.’ 

not daddy you wanted to say but you resisted the urge, knowing anyone could be wandering the halls of the mansion. you let your tongue wet your bottom lip, sucking it in softly, ‘sorry, ward, i was just brought up respecting my elders.’

ward chuckled, rubbing his beard, ‘i don’t look that old, do i?’ 

‘not at all, you look very good considering you’ve a twenty one year old son.’ 

ward’s cheeks blushed at your compliment and you considered that a victory as you peeked into rafe’s room, watching him throw the middle finger up at you. you excused yourself, walking around ward and from the deafening silence lingering the hall, you knew he was watching you walk away. the cheeky grin plastered across your face, your confidence booming as you swayed your hips seductively. 

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sure why not this is only the beginning my fellow thirsty hoes

[rekrappeter]

w a r d c a m e r o n x fem!reader

warnings: baby this is full of sugar, literally, let me introduce you to sugar daddy!ward cameron. severe age gap, however, reader is 21+. lower case intended my lovies. suggestive

summary: late night kitchen adventure turns into something more

if you like this idea, please send in some blurb concepts

it’s been a week since you’ve been in the outer banks spending the vacation time with your best friend’s family for the first time. a week since you met ward cameron, ultimately, a week since ward cameron has been living in your thoughts for rent free. but you had enough self-control to know not to do anything stupid, especially when rafe was watching you like a hawk. 

you haven’t spent a lot of time with rafe’s family, he kept you busy around the island, showing you things he experienced growing up and introducing you to his friends that returned home from their own respective colleges. one thing you and rafe both had in common was that you liked to party and drink; you loved the feeling of being free and liable. you lost yourself in the moments, letting the alcohol have complete control over your body. 

alcohol was the reason you found yourself stumbling from the guest room in rafe’s house towards the kitchen, to relieve the severe dry mouth you were experiencing. your head was heavy, it felt as if someone was taking a hammer to your skull. you had to find some form of painkillers in this massive kitchen with enough storage to hide a big family. after checking your third draw, you leaned against the isle, giving up already. 

‘everything okay?’ ward’s voice cut through the deadly silence, your eyes shot open to look at the entrance seeing him standing there, a white t-shirt draped over his torso. his legs were bare, the top half covered in a pair of checkered boxers. you didn’t know what time it was, but judging from the dark sky outside, you figured it was around four or five in the morning considering the fact you and rafe only got back at two. 

‘sorry, ward, i’m just looking for painkillers,’ you mumbled, your voice low and croaky. you coughed awkwardly, painfully aware of the short shorts you opted to wear to bed and the white tank top that covered your braless breast. it could have been worse, you could have been naked. 

ward sent you a sympathy smile, strutting over and closing the gap between you and your breath hitched in your throat, feeling him stretch up to the cabinet above you. you swallowed the lump in your throat, looking up at his bearded face focused solely on medication he took from the press. he tilted his head down to look at you, watching your eyes scan his face. ‘did you have a good night?’ 

you nodded your head, not trusting your voice. you were always so confident around men but something about ward made you coward inwardly. ‘do you and rafe party this much in college?’ he raised a brow, settling in front of you and handing you two painkillers. you gladly took them, accepting the bottle of water he got for you as well. 

‘thanks,’ you mumbled, swallowing them quickly, ‘i don’t know if i should spill the tea on rafe to his father,’ you chuckled, watching ward’s face light up at the sound. 

‘trust me, i have no control over rafe’s live,’ he smiled, your eyes looked at his lips, admiring the sight of the smile you only seen a couple of times. 

‘i like to think i have some control over him,’ you said, making a laugh erupt from deep in ward’s chest.

‘oh, i bet you have a lot of men wrapped around your fingers,’ his eyes were intense, and you weren’t sure if it was the close proximity of his body or his stare that made your body heat up.

you shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly, placing the water bottle behind you and when you twisted, your arm grazed his chest slightly. ‘i have one or two.’

‘do they treat you right?’ ward asked. 

‘they treat me alright,’ you smirked, nibbling on your bottom lip, ‘why? you want apart of that action?’ you blamed the alcohol for the words passing your lips, you weren’t blaming the intense feeling in your pussy or the darkening hunger in his eyes at the words. 

‘i’m not into that,’ he stated, his brow twitching up slightly. 

‘me neither,’ you tried to step past his body to make way to the door, but he placed both of his hands on either side of you, locking you between the counter and his body. you looked up at him, a daring look in your eye, ‘thought you weren’t into it?’ 

ward’s eyes scanned your face, his eyes hesitating on your pouted lips but he sighed, bringing one arm back and letting you slip away from him. the tension grew as you walked away from him, you wanted him to call you back, to grab your arms and release some of that sexual tension forming. ‘y/n,’ he called, and you perked up, a smile crossing your face. looking over your shoulder, you hummed for him to continue, ‘if you need anything while you’re here, just let me know.’ 

you narrowed your eyes at him, curiosity surging through your veins but you simply nodded, ‘thank you, that’s very sweet of you.’ 

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tagging some peeps @diverdcwn @pink-meringues @maybankiara @tempestuousjj 

[rekrappeter]

w a r d c a m e r o n x fem!reader

warnings: baby this is full of sugar, literally, let me introduce you to sugar daddy!ward cameron. severe age gap, however, reader is 21+. lower case intended my lovies. suggestive. i also don’t condone cheating but it’ll happen 

summary: in which reader and ward agree to be something more

if you like this idea, please send in some blurb concepts

you weren’t entirely sure what ward had proposed that night, but that didn’t stop your mind wandering to the endless possibilities of what he could have meant. you didn’t have any other encounter with him, the only time you seen him was during breakfast in the mornings and dinners in the evening. he would look up at you from down the table, a smirk resting on his lips as your tongue wetted your own. 

‘stop that,’ rafe muttered through clenched teeth, his fork playing around with the broccoli on his plate. 

‘what are you talking about?’ you asked, smirking at him. 

‘giving those eyes to my father,’ everyone was too preoccupied with their own conversations to hear what rafe had said, but you were far too aware of the burning gaze ward was aiming at the side of your face as you spoke to his son.

‘why? you jealous?’ you teased, making rafe roll his eyes at you. you scooted your chair closer to him, resting your hand on his shoulder, brushing your fingers along his jaw. chancing a glance at ward, you smirked at the annoyed look on his face as his gaze flickered towards you and rafe to his wife, rose. 

rafe grabbed your hand in his, lifting it from his shoulder and placing it down by your side. ‘enough,’ you pouted at his words, turning your focus to finishing your gourmet dinner.  

you had wandered away from the party downstairs in the cameron’s mansion, seeking a place to be by yourself. your room was too obvious, rafe would come looking for you once he realised that you were gone. you entered a room down at the end of the hall, welcoming the view of ward cameron’s office. it was extravagant, he definitely went all out when designing it but from the little that you did know about ward, he was very focused on his business. 

you lounged back on his desk chair, helping yourself with the whiskey he held close to his desk. you felt powerful in the chair, gazing out at the open space, the vintage paintings decorating the walls. ‘you’re very nosey,’ you smirked at the sound of his voice, seeing the door open up and ward stepping through the doorway, making sure to close it after him. 

‘i was just feeling a little tired,’ you hummed in delight.

‘did i not give you a big enough bedroom?’ he chuckled, walking over to his desk and leaning on it, his thigh brushing your leg. you didn’t hide the fact that you were appreciating him in his suit, the white button up hugging his muscles nicely, with his black slacks tightening around his thighs. he undone his tie the moment he stepped foot in the office, in hopes to release some of the frustration he was feeling. 

‘it’s very big actually, gets a bit lonely,’ you replied, raising your eyebrow in a challenge. 

ward nodded his head in understanding, a smile tugging on his lips. ‘have you given much thought to me offer?’ 

you spun in the chair slightly, allowing your body cladded in a dress to be more visual to ward. ‘your offer was very vague..’

‘so, you don’t need anything?’ he asked, eyes scanning your body quickly. you spread your legs, making him swallow before his eyes found yours again. 

‘you would get me anything?’ you pushed.

‘anything.’

‘and what would i have to do?’

ward’s stare became intense, his palms sweating, ‘nothing.... yet.’

‘do you have many of these arrangements?’ he shook his head at your question, but you were curious to know why he was suggesting this, or what he was even suggesting at all. ‘so, you would be my... sugar daddy?’

ward grimaced at the words, running his hand over his beard, sucking in a deep breath, ‘if that’s what you want to call it.’ 

you lifted yourself from the chair, feeling hot under ward’s gaze as you closed the gap between your bodies. your chest was pressed against his, his eyes flicking down to the cleavage on show but returned to your eyes seconds later. ‘and why me?’ 

ward kept his hands to himself, despite yours circling around his neck, taking the tie off completely. ‘you’re a college student, i figured you could use someone to look after you...’ you placed the tie on his desk, your fingers fiddling with the buttons of his shirt, slowly unbuttoning them, ‘not like that,’ he whispered, your eyes snapping to his. 

‘what’s in it for you then?’ you whispered, scared to speak too loud incase it broke you from this moment. 

‘knowing i’m helping you, knowing i can trust you, knowing i have someone to talk to.’ his jaw was tense.

‘are you lonely, mr. cameron?’ you asked, making him suck in a deep breath, ‘it’s okay if you are, i am too.’ his lips looked so kissable from this ankle, the hair of his beard outlining them beautifully. but you weren’t going to be the first one to make the move.

‘what do you want me to get you?’ he asked, his fingers brushing along your exposed collarbone. you revilished in the moment, wondering how his fingers would feel inside your pussy. you thought about it for a moment, a smirk on your face.

‘something nice,’ you simply replied.

[rekrappeter]

just imagine daddy ward eating you out 🥵🥵

you know, sis, i have been imaging this since day one and i’m going to gift you with some filth right now... 

warnings: NSFW, 18+ only, lowercase intended

“ward, ward, where are we going?” you giggled, allowing the man in front of you to drag you behind him. he shushed you over his shoulder, a mischievous look in his eye. you chanced a look back at the party you were leaving, contemplating pulling away from him in fear of being caught. he pulls you into a vacant bathroom, pushing you up against the back of the door and crashing his lips against yours. 

you moan into the contact, wrapping your arms around him and pulling him closer. his fingers push into your hips, holding them in place despite you trying to grind against him. he moves you over to the counter, lifting you up and you gawk at him going to his knees and pushing your legs open, letting your dress bundle up around your hips. “ward, what if someone walks in?” 

“then they’ll get a show,” he smirks up at you, his eyes twinkling. you hold back a moan, letting your body fall back against the mirror. you feel his fingers first, running past your panties and through your folds. “so wet already for me, princess.” 

he reaches to grab your hips, pulling your body at an angle so that he can remove your panties with ease before his face goes between your legs. you jump at the sensation of his tongue licking you, twirling around the already sensitive numb. he licks long, agonising strips up and down your pussy. the ghosted voice of meat loaf plays through the cracks of the door, muffing your moans. 

“talk to me,” he mumbles into your pussy, the vibrations making your fingers grasp at the corner of the sink. 

“please fuck me, daddy,” you begged.

“with my fingers?” he asks, his eyes meeting yours. you nod your head, letting out a string of moans as his tongue flicks against you, working the magic you knew it possessed. he dipped two fingers suddenly into your wetness, curling them slightly before pumping them in and out of you as his tongue worked your clit. 

you were breathing rapidly, the pleasure pooling at the pit of your stomach. he used his free hand to spread your legs even wider, one of them lifting up onto the sink to give him more access. you were close to the edge, until he added another finger and that was it for you. you released all over his fingers, his mouth sucking your clit. your fingers found home in his hair, pulling at his strands as he ate you through your orgasm. “shit, daddy, I-” but you were speechless.

ward pulled himself away from you, pulling down your dress and he reached for your panties, tucking them into the back pocket of his slacks. you reached over to him, connecting your lips to his and tasting yourself off his tongue. 

“you are so sexy, princess,” he whimpered into your mouth, pulling away and cleaning his face up as he spotted your juices settling into his beard that was compiled of mainly grey hairs. 

[rekrappeter]

i know i said i’d tag some people in my sugar daddy!ward cameron blurbs, but i dont think i’ll get time to tag people in them over the next little while

if you want to read them, just click the tag attached to this post oops