Lauren's PoV
"What took you so long?" I breathed and didn't wait for an answer. My hands tightened their grip in her hair as I felt her tongue trace tentatively against my lower lip. All I could do was groan deep in my throat and grant her access. She tasted like vanilla. Sweet. I sucked on her tongue briefly before releasing it and allowing mine to explore. Her hands scratched down my back over my shirt material and grabbed my ass.
I gasped against her mouth and felt her grin into the kiss as my legs instinctively wrapped around her waist.
Camila didn't break the lip contact as she cupped my ass and lifted me off the desk, carrying me the short distance to the bed. Fuck she was strong.
I felt my back hit the soft mattress and her body immediately covered my own. Her lips were now trailing down my jaw, her left hand was cupping my hip. "I'm so addicted to you," she breathed hotly into my ear and it made my centre gush. I bit my lip and growled as her lips wrapped around my earlobe, sucking softly.
My hands slid underneath her shirt, her back was so soft. I felt her body shiver slightly as my fingers grazed her bare sides. She fused her lips back to mine, her tongue demanding entrance.
Jesus, Camila could kiss. I mean really kiss. She knew when to suck on my bottom lip, she knew when to release my tongue, she knew when to break apart for a breath before diving back in again. Sure she was only with one person sexually, but I bet she kissed a lot more than that.
I flipped her on her back, slipping my leg between hers, applying pressure. I was being a tad selfish because I felt a need aching deep inside me, begging for a release. Her long brown hair was splayed out against my black comforter and she looked so beautiful. I stared at her for a moment, my green eyes catching her deep brown eyes. "You're gorgeous," I whispered, my hand tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
Camila looked at me and blushed. Her fingers drew circles down my back slowly before I felt the pressure of them crush me down on top of her. I found myself on my back once against and this time she was the one with her leg between mine, slowly rocking.
"Oh God," I groaned, rolling my eyes back as she latched onto my neck.
I felt her start to slowly bite and suck on a patch of skin. She found one of my weakest spots and I couldn't help but grab her ass and pull forward, earning the perfect friction as my hips met with hers. She moaned against my skin and sucked harder.
"Ca-" I was about to say her name when I felt every body contact gone. My eyes popped open as she stood up abruptly, her hand over her mouth as if she were in shock. Her skin was flushed pink, her top was a little wrinkled and she was breathing rather heavy. "What is it?" I asked, sitting up. I realized the drawstring from my shirt was undone and snickered a little. Someone was eager. But I looked back at Camila to find her still standing there, speechless. "Cabello, what's wrong?" I frowned in concern and stood up, taking her hand away from her mouth and holding it in mine.
Camila shook her head but remained quiet. She led me to my desk mirror and pointed to my neck.
"Holy shit," my eyes bulged slightly as I noticed a dark mark begin to show its true colour. "You gave me a hickey!" I gasped while smirking. It looked good on me.
"Shit," she muttered and paced my bedroom. "Laur, I'm so sorry."
"Why?" I turned around, with my fingers still caressing the purple mark. She looked broken. Sad. Apologetic.
"That was careless of me!" She snapped and turned around, unlocking the door, opening it.
"Whoa!" I grabbed her wrist and spun her around. "You can't just leave like that!" I frowned and pushed my bedroom door shut again. "You gave me a hickey, so what?"
"How the hell are you going to hide it?" Camila raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Well, it's cold out there, I can wear turtleneck-like shirts until it fades," I reasoned. I stroked her hand softly and gazed at her, "do you regret it?" I bit my lip. Afraid of the answer.
She softly shook her head, a small blush creeping up on her cheeks. "No," she whispered.
"Good," I smiled and pulled her close to me, the back of my fingers caressed her cheek.
"We can't do this though," Camila pulled away from me, sighing heavily. "I know I want more Laur, I know that I'm craving everything about you, but I just," she caught my eyes and licked her lips, "I'm with Austin."
Insert reality crashing down.
"I know," I whispered and made my way towards my closet. I needed to find a shirt to cover the mark my dear Camila left on me.
"But I really really like you," she confessed quietly. I turned around and she was right behind me. "I don't know what it means," her voice cracked.
"You like me?" I raised an eyebrow.
She nodded. "I shouldn't though," she frowned and stepped back again, but she stayed within reaching distance.
"Why? Because I'm a girl?" I didn't mean for my voice to sound offensive, but that's the way it came out. She frowned and shook her head vigorously.
"Because I'm with Austin!" She looked slightly hurt that I assumed such a thing. I couldn't help it. "Look," she rubbed her forehead and sighed deeply, "I really like you and I don't know what this means. But whatever it is, I can't deal with it right now. I have a boyfriend."
"You keep saying that," I said, rather annoyed. "So what was I? Some girl-on-girl kissing experiment?" I shot her a look.
"How could you ask me that?" She shouted, waving her hands in the air. Pissed Camila was sexy. "I wanted to kiss you. I've wanted to since the first time I laid eyes on you!"
"So why kiss me when you knew you couldn't do it again, knowing you have a boyfriend?!" I yelled back, throwing my shirt over my head and reaching for a black sweater that'll cover up the brunette's handy work. I tugged it on and blew hair out of my face.
"I'm only human," she whispered.
"Yea?" I raised an eyebrow and grabbed both of her shoulders, shoving her against the wall and capturing her lips again. It was a hard deep kiss. I felt her crumble in my hands as she bit my bottom lip briefly before sucking gently. I groaned and pulled back when she flipped us around, only to miss the wall and fall backwards on a bunch of clothed-filled trash bags in my closet. We both landed with an 'oof' with her on top.
"What do you want to deal with right now?" My husky voice asked as her eyes sparkled. I had her on my hook.
She shook her head before lowering her lips to mine. This kiss was gentle. Soft. Exploring each other once again. Hands roamed but not too far. We laid there in my closet, kissing. Making out.
"Laur? Mila?" The knock on my door caused us to look at each other. Camila shot up off of me as I scrambled to my feet and immediately hit the closet light switch.
"So yea, feel free to borrow any of these clothes," I mumbled as Austin walked into my bedroom, oblivious to what had happened moments before. Camila fixed her hair and nodded, playing along.
"Uh, thanks. Who knew one girl could have so many clothes," she teased, clearing her throat.
"You girls done?" Austin asked, slowly making his way to the closet. He rubbed his hands together boyishly and grinned. "I kind of want some girlfriend boyfriend time before Mila has to take off."
Camila looked at me. Her eyes apologizing.
"Oh uh, yea," I nodded and pointed to my desk, "she's a great tutor," I smiled.
"She's the best!" Austin wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and kissed the top of her shoulder. "So wanna hang out in my room?" I heard him ask her quietly.
Camila swallowed and then nodded. "Sure, but only for a bit. I should really get home and catch up on my sleep."
I sighed heavily as I watched the couple leave my room. Camila glanced back at me one last time before Austin closed the door behind them.
I was about to go crazy knowing that Camila was all worked up and she was about to be alone with her boyfriend.
Would she let him touch her after touching me?
I shrugged to myself and wandered back over to my laptop, hitting my playlist on iTunes before checking my email.
It was going to be a long night of thinking.