Lauren's PoV
I stared at the ceiling; the only light in my room was from the snow clouds outside my window. I watched as the bare tree branches danced in their shadows above me. Closing my eyes, I focused on her breathing.
Camila fell asleep 15 minutes prior and I was having a hard time trying to calm every inch of my body down. Her fingers were splayed across my abdomen, sneaky things snuck under my t-shirt. Her whispers of declaring her love repeated over and over in my head before she fell asleep.
I sighed quietly and rubbed my eyes, wishing I were as tired as Camila was. Then again she had to be before sunrise to get to practice. I'd go with her, of course. I didn't want her driving by herself in snowy icy weather. Yes, that was my excuse. Deal.
Camila told me she hated being stuck between Austin and I. I knew I couldn't just allow her to be in the middle of things. I told her before we crawled under the sheets that she could break it off with Austin.
I'd just be her dirty little secret, she'd be mine, until Graduation. It was only the end of November, all we had to do was wait until June.
Right?
Wrong. Camila hated that idea as well. Things were so complicated I didn't know which way was up and which way was down. I had to go and fall for the girl who had a boyfriend already.
You could say it was typical of me to take girls home who weren't exactly single.
Poor Ally...if she felt anything towards me like the way I felt for Camila, I really trashed her heart when I told her I couldn't be with her anymore. Haven't spoken to her since I moved. She even found out about my cheating and still wanted to 'make it work'.
Shaking my head, I glanced over at the sleeping beauty beside me. I could tell she wasn't fully asleep by the way she breathed. It was exactly deep enough but she was getting there.
We were at a fork in our relationship already. I didn't like that at all.
We agreed to keep things the way they were for the time being until we could 'find the right time'. I knew there was no 'right time' to break up with a person. Camila insisted that she keep quiet so that I could graduate and make my parents proud. Did I mention how in love with her I am?
She really wanted to see me happy and if hiding us would do that, she'd do it. I could tell that she was still a little uncomfortable. Her chocolate eyes danced with uncertainty when she spoke about it. But she insisted and gave me her 'resolved' look, I dropped it.
For the time being.
I didn't want to be the cause in Camila's uncomfortable position. I knew I laid it on thick back in the library when I told her she couldn't break up with Austin. She was showing me that she really only wanted to be with me. That she was no longer confused in all the fucked up webs we've woven.
Camila Cabello really wanted to be with me.
Just me.
"Lo?" Her scratchy voice whispered and I inhaled sharply as her fingers began to stroke my stomach.
I turned my head and found myself staring into wide chocolate eyes. "I thought you were sleeping."
Camila chuckled softly and shook her head. "Who can sleep with your brain volume turned on so high?"
I smirked and playfully smacked her hip. "Sorry, my brain didn't mean to wake you up."
She shook her head again, in that adorable sleepy way. "I was drifting, but I wasn't asleep yet."
Told you.
"You should try and fall back into your drifting land." I grinned and turned on my side, facing her. I moved some hair out of her eyes and dragged my fingers over her cheeks and lips. "You're beautiful when you sleep."
"Lo," Camila whined and giggled, "stop." She propped herself up on one elbow and quirked an eyebrow. "Care to tell me what's going on inside that head of yours?"
I sighed and looked past her body and back out the window. "Austin."
"Ew much?" Camila laughed as I tackled her on her back. "That's a little incestuous, don't you think?" She breathed between laughter.
"Those pervy thoughts in my head are strictly you." I said in a matter of fact tone. I leaned over her, straddling her waist. My hands held hers above her head and I could feel the tension shift in the air again. She closed her eyes momentarily and when she opened them, I could see how dark they went. All thoughts of him were out of the room at that point. Just me and her and my perverted thought of being inside Camila, making her scream my name, sweaty and slicked skin against my own. "Kind of like the one I'm having now," I whispered, pressing my lips to her neck, scooting myself down so I could lie on top of her, "you writhing so hard beneath me."
Camila groaned and parted her legs slightly, allowing mine to fill the empty space. "Lauren," she whispered, tangling her hands in my hair as she kissed me hard. Her tongue demanded entrance and I wasn't about to deny her entry. I groaned as her tongue explored my mouth feverishly before she pulled back, nipping at my bottom lip with her tongue, and then soothing it with her own. Pulling back, her eyes searched mine as she fingers tickled down the thin material of my shirt. "What other thoughts are you having?" She asked hoarsely.
I licked my lips and grinned in that sultry way she loved so much. "I think it'd be too hot for you to handle right now."
With one bump of her hip, she had me on my back with my own hands above my head. Damn she learned fast. "You think so?" Her long hair curtained our faces. Together, our breathing was growing heavier. I smiled and nodded. Her own leg found itself between mine before she rocked her hips slowly, but purposely against my own.
"Fuck," I sighed, my eyes sliding closed. My hips had a life of their own as they met hers in an erotic slow dance. Camila's lips started scattering kisses along my neck, one hand making its way down my side before squeezing my hip. "You're supposed to be," I moaned as she bit down on my pulse point, "writhing beneath me."
"Shut up and kiss me." Camila growled before she dived back into my mouth, deliciously invading the warmth. My hands squeezed her ass, pushing her deeper into me. Ripping her lips away from mine, she rested her forehead against mine, our hips slowing down with the mood.
I was so wet, you had no idea.
Her lips hovered over mine, her eyes still holding my own prisoner. I was so lost in her gaze that I never even noticed her hand was inching up my shirt. I gasped as a warm hand cupped my naked breast and she groaned at the feel of it. I swallowed as she stroked it gently, before kissing me once again. My nipple instantly hardened and Camila's moan rumbled through her mouth and right down to my heated core.
The moment was so intense. She started to kiss me deep, but slow. Her tongue took its time to explore me and then her mouth started to move along my jaw and down my neck. "Can I just feel you?" She whispered deeply.
I nodded and allowed my body to relax. I shivered as her lips moved so gracefully against my skin, her hands started to move the hem of my shirt up. I knew I was breathing heavily. I closed my eyes and focused on my girlfriend's lip as they skip my whole torso area and started to kiss my stomach. Her tongue tracing the muscles in a poetic way that made me fall so deep. I felt more of my skin be exposed as her lips made their way up my ribcage, making me hiss with pleasure when she bit down to nip every so often. The coolness of the air hit my bare chest when she bunched my shirt around my neck, her tongue driving me wild as patterns were made above my breasts. Her lips hovered over my nipple before she lowered them and sucked softly. It was too much. I couldn't handle it. The sensations that were flowing through my body, awakening every nerve cell, was about to turn this situation into one hot sex-fest. And as much as I wanted too, I wanted it be more special this time around. I briefly got lost in her ministrations as she switched breasts. "Camz..." the word barely escaped my lips.
I whispered her name and she came back up to me, her nose touching mine. Her breaths were just as shallow as mine were. "You okay?" She asked in a concerned voice.
"More than," I swallowed and wrapped both my legs around her waist, causing her body to collapse on mine. We both shivered at the feel of our heated centers colliding through the thin material, "if you don't stop making me feel the way you do, I don't think I could stop us from going any further."
Camila tilted her head to the side. "What if I don't want to stop?" A small cute frown formed on her face and I couldn't help but giggle throatily.
"You have to be up in 5 hours for practice," I flipped us back around so that she was beneath me and swiftly cupped her between her legs.
"Christ!" She hissed as her eyes widened.
"I can't be that person who keeps you up while you need the rest, Camila." I husked, moving my fingers over the thin material, feeling her bundle of nerves with the tips of my fingers.
"L...Laur..." Camila whimpered as I applied more pressure.
"Coach would be pissed if their best player couldn't exactly function properly." I breathed in her ear, moving my fingers in a slow circle outside her pants. I could feel the intense heat seep through the material and on my fingers. She was so wet.
Camila tossed her head back as her hips started to respond to my touches. Her bottom lip was tucked in her mouth as she panted quietly. Oh God I was completely turned on by how affected she was by my touches. If I pulled back now, I'd be a cunt tease.
"Camz?" I could barely talk I was overwhelmed by the nails digging into my sides and having her push towards me, causing my wrist to bump my own clit. "Shit," I muttered. She looked at me, her eyes full of want and need, "I..."
Screw it. I slid my hand inside her pants and continued to rub her clit with my fingers. Camila let out a loud gasp and I quickly covered her lips with my own, keeping her as quiet as possible. My fingers teased her opening, gasping at the pool of liquid that found my probing fingers. I slid through her wet folds before moving upwards again, finding her clit. My wet fingers made the perfect friction against her. I started to thrust my own hips into her. She was grinding in the most delicious fashion, her hands grasping my hips, urging our movements. Fuck, she was already falling over the edge and I wasn't even inside her.
"Fuck baby I'm-" Camila threw her head back as I felt the hard muscle between my fingertips twitch and her body flew off the bed. Her head shot up from the pillow and I felt her teeth sink into my shoulder, muffling her long drawn out moan.
Holy mother...
I groaned deeply and felt my own body lose control over the fact that I gave my girlfriend a pleasurable clitoral orgasm. I could feel the place where she marked me, pulsate. My sweaty forehead pressed against hers as my body convulsed. It wasn't a huge orgasm but it was an amazing one nonetheless. Her heavy breaths puffed against my own mouth. I licked my dry lips and dared to move my fingers against her again.
"No!" Camila gasped and grabbed my wrist, which was halfway down her pants. "I want to be able to say your name next time." She groaned when I pulled my hand away.
I understood. Things were getting back to being frustrating. Yes, sexually frustrating. I wanted her more than anyone I've ever wanted before. I wasn't about to push her though. No way! Plus, not to be cocky, but I knew she wanted me too. She needed me just as much as I needed her.
"You, Jauregui," she breathed in my ear, "are so fucking bad."
I whimpered. Her lips were back against my neck, kissing and nipping. "If this is punishment-" I hissed as she bit roughly down on my earlobe.
"Shush." Camila murmured and pulled back, pulling me against her. We laid like that for a good five minutes. "You feel amazing." She whispered.
"So do you." I calmed my hormonal body down and tucked my head on her shoulder, closing my eyes. "I love you Camz."
"Mmm." I could tell she was sleepy. She kissed my head and snuggled me deeper into her before letting out a satisfied smile. "I love you too, Lauren."
I kept my eyes open a little while longer. The red lights from my alarm clock blinked back at me. 12:32am.
Camila was going to be tired and cranky. She had to be at the arena in five hours. I'd take the blame gladly.
The deepness of her breathing made me aware that she was now fast asleep. I smiled as her grip tightened on me, preventing me from moving. I sighed like she did earlier and closed my eyes.
Sleep took over in a matter of seconds with a content smile gracing both our faces.
If every night could be like that for the rest of my life, I wouldn't care what the world threw at us during the day, as long as I was with Camila when it was all said and done.
I couldn't survive properly without her.
I'd find that out sooner then I would've liked.
Sometimes you just have to take with the world hands you, regardless of what your perfect night should be like.