Camila's PoV
She sat there quietly, looking at the fire that was glaring back at her. I smiled and finished drying my dampened hair before tossing the towel towards the laundry room. I sat down and tucked away an almost dry curl from her face. "What are you thinking about?" I whispered and her green eyes searched mine.
"You." She replied softly and licked her lips. "Thank you for tonight, Camila. I had a really good time."
I smiled and felt myself blush a little bit. "It was just dinner."
"Just dinner?" Her eyes widened in disbelief. "Whether it was just dinner or not, it was amazing."
God she had to stop looking at me like that. She was sitting there looking so peaceful and just as beautiful as I remember – if not more.
"Well you're welcome." I smiled and stood up, holding my hand out. "How about we put the fire out and head upstairs." Lauren looked at me with a raised eyebrow and was about to open her mouth when I pressed my finger against her lips. "The girls are sleeping and Ryn will be here before they even wake up. I'll get you to your hotel in the morning seeing as the arena is right beside it."
"Ryn will be here?" Lauren furrowed her eyebrows.
"Yea, she takes the girls to school the mornings I coach." I smiled and proceeded to put out the fire.
"I just figured they'd go with you." She smiled softly. "I mean, I know I would."
"Ah," I laughed, "but you're not a pre-teen. Sleep means everything to Lucas when she can sleep in."
"Hey, I was the exact same way." Lauren protested while she got up and followed me to the kitchen to grab some water. "It wasn't until you that I decided that early mornings were pretty decent."
"Huh." I kicked the fridge door closed with my foot and raised an eyebrow. "Is that why you would complain about me waking up early Saturday mornings?"
"Well hey now," Lauren pouted and bit her lip, "those were usually the mornings we'd fall asleep at like, four in the morning because of all the hot steamy sex."
I blushed and licked my bottom lip before biting it briefly. My eyes scanned her up and down before I flicked off the light switch and placed a hand on her lower back, gently ushering her towards the spiral staircase. "If I do recall," I whispered as we made our way down the darkened hallway upstairs, "you were the one that made sure we stayed up late."
"Never!" Lauren gasped and glared teasingly at me before she relented and shrugged. "What can I say Cabello, you're pretty much my Viagra."
"Oh God." I frowned and groaned. "That was so not sexy."
"Jus' sayin'." Lauren snickered and we found ourselves at Dylan's bedroom door. Quietly we opened it and found her bed neatly made and empty.
"Lucas kept her in her bed again." I whispered, knowing it happened often.
Lauren opened the brunette's door and her smile was melt worthy. Dylan was resting her head on Lucas' shoulder, both of them sleeping peacefully. "It's like they were meant to be sisters." She whispered in awe.
I looked at Lauren's profile and smiled. "They were."
Green eyes stared at me and then the softest and shyest smile graced her lips.
I kissed both girls gently and watched Lauren do the same. Closing the door quietly behind us, we made our way to my bedroom. "You know," I murmured, turning around and wrapping my arms around her waist, "just because you had Dylan two years after I had Lucas and we weren't together, it doesn't mean that they weren't meant to be sisters." The suggestion in my tone was brave and outspoken. She had to have known I did think about 'us' as a family, just like I knew she thought about it too.
"I just wish things worked out differently, you know?" She gave me a half smile and shrugged. "But I am glad that we're here – together."
"And that is what matters." I nodded and kissed her softly before making my way to the bed. I sat down on the edge and watched as Lauren stood in the middle of the room looking slightly nervous. "Are you okay?" I asked quietly.
"Yeah." She released a sigh and smiled. "I just don't know if I can climb in that bed with you and not touch you."
Her admission made me smile and I let out a soft chuckle. Normally I would say some smartass comment right about then but I couldn't for some reason.
Maybe it was the way her body language looked so fragile.
Maybe I knew if I said anything like I normally would've, it'd ruin the intense moment that was circling us.
I felt like everything was frozen in time. I felt like with Lauren standing there, looking at me with such love and nervousness, I had something I needed to do. I needed her to feel safe. I needed her to feel loved.
I needed her to feel like the moment, every single moment we were sharing together, was real.
Instead of making a smartass comment, I stood up slowly. My eyes held hers captive as I clutched the bottom of my shirt and in one swift movement it was thrown across the room.
"Camila." Lauren's breath hitched and her eyes grew heavier, the emerald colour turning darker. She didn't miss a beat by taking a couple of steps towards me, stopping right in front of me. "You are so beautiful," she husked, making me blush a little harder.
Only Lauren could make me blush.
No matter what moment we may be in.
I gazed at her, never breaking that eye contact and dropped the soft flannel pants I had thrown on after my shower.
I swallowed when her green orbs slowly trailed down my naked form, her lips parting slightly. She swallowed as well as she scanned her way back up and caught my gaze again.
I moved my hand and cupped the side of her face gently. We stood there for seconds before my lips finally sought hers delicately. She moaned softly and then louder as I pulled her tight against me. I shivered when her hands gripped my hips, squeezing them firmly. "Lauren," I breathed, closing my eyes in pleasure, "touch me."
A whimper escaped her lips and I found myself pushed back on the bed, her own hands beginning to rid herself from her clothing.
"Let me." I pleaded softly and pulled her closer to me by the hem of her shirt. She stood between my legs, her fingers moved into my hair when I lifted her shirt up a bit, exposing her stomach. I pressed my nose gently against her soft skin and inhaled. "I've missed this," I emphasized by inhaling again, kissing her stomach softly, "and this," I did it again just to hear her let out a quiet moan.
Her shirt was gone and I was working on her flannel bottoms. I stopped though, to admire the tattoo that stood out proudly. I traced it with the pad of my thumb before doing the same thing with my lips. Her pants dropped to the floor and I pressed my forehead against her abdomen, closing my eyes tightly, trying to regain my breathing.
The moment was also very overwhelming.
She stepped out of them and guided my face to look up at her. "Are you okay?"
I smiled and nodded, standing up to capture her lips in a heated kiss. She groaned and for the second time in twelve years, her body was flushed against mine. I moaned and cupped the back of her neck, deepening the kiss for a brief moment before backing away slightly. "I'm perfect." I answered in a low husky voice and turned us around.
I guided Lauren down on the bed, her back hitting the mattress softly and our bodies fusing together tightly. I wet my lips, watching her eyes drift to them and kissed her again, parting our legs to fit more perfectly. Our breaths hitched at the feeling of our bodies being pressed together in such a way that could only be described as 'unbelievably amazing'.
"God Camila," Lauren's voice cracked when I moved to kiss her cheek, making my way down her neck gingerly.
"I dreamed about you," I whispered against her flushed skin, "I dreamed about your voice, your touch..." I moved lower, watching with heavy lidded eyes as her chest heaved, loving the way her fingers tangled themselves in my hair to tug me back up to kiss her.
Did I ever dream about her.
Hot and wet open mouthed kisses were shared for the longest time. Hips rocked against each other and I growled when her nails began to drag up my back more prominently. I wanted to taste her everywhere.
I wanted to tattoo her body full of kisses, licks and nips. I wanted to brand her.
She was mine.
I scooted down her body and stopped at her chest, stroking my tongue over a hardened nipple. "Baby," she whimpered and it gave me more confidence to draw it into my mouth. It swelled immediately and I hummed against her sensitive flesh. "Oh Camila..."
Someone was really worked up.
Her hips began to move a little faster and harder against my thigh, smearing her desire on me. Oh God, I was going to explode soon.
The room felt like it had gotten ten times hotter and we were having one of the coldest nights of the year. The windows were even beginning to fog and that was not an exaggeration.
After spending a thorough amount of time on her breasts, I made my way down her ribcage, marking her perfect skin with marks here or there. Her moans were getting louder, the closer my lips swept down her stomach.
Fuck she was sexy.
I could feel the perspiration coating her skin with a light layer.
I inhaled her again, just revelling in her sweetness. My kisses drew lower, the flesh of my lips bumping against her quivering muscles. My fingers tweaked her nipples, making her back arch and she gasped.
"Lauren," I whispered in a low aroused voice. I flicked my eyes up to hers and she looked so achingly gorgeous with her brows knitted in anticipation, her bottom lip tucked between perfect teeth, "you have to be quiet, okay?"
I didn't give her a chance to respond. Her legs were placed over my shoulders and I dived into the sweetest molten dessert you could ever ask for...
...Lauren Jauregui.
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The sky was a dark blue hue, indicating that the morning was fast approaching. I smiled as Lauren's fingers played with my hair while my chin rested on her stomach, looking up at her.
It was at least five orgasms later ...
... each.
"Mmm," I whispered sleepily, "that feels so good."
"Yea?" Her husky voice still managed to get my insides boiling. "You make me feel so good, Cabello."
"Yea?" I grinned and propped myself up on my hands with what little energy I had left. "I'm sure we have time for one more round." I nuzzled her stomach and she giggled throatily.
"I have to start teaching today." Lauren sighed sleepily.
Oh.
Right.
"Damn," I couldn't help but smile, "we always seem to find ourselves in these predicaments."
"Well I'm certainly not complaining." Lauren groaned and stretched her body out, popping her back. Her breasts perfect in my line of vision. "Stop staring at them like that," she whispered and grinned as I crawled up her body, lowering myself down to steal a soft deep kiss.
It grew even hotter the moment I straddled her perfect hips and squeezed them with my thighs, deepening the kiss even more.
"Fuck you can kiss," she mumbled and trailed her fingertips down the spine of my back, making my back arch, therefore pushing her further into the mattress, "fuck Camila."
"Okay, if you insist." I moaned hotly against her mouth and placed her hand between my legs, groaning as her fingers slid in so deep, so easily. "Oh fucki-" my words were trapped by her tongue sliding into my mouth, quieting me as my hips started to rock against her fingers.
"Oh yeah, you're so wet." Lauren breathed, her unoccupied hand cupping my face, keeping our foreheads pressed together. "Fuck yeah." She breathed again, licking my bottom lip with her tongue before driving it back inside the warm cavern of my mouth. "Fuck yes." She groaned as my hips started a harder rhythm against her.
Vocal Lauren was fucking sexy as hell.
She was starting to come undone just by the feel of my muscles clamping her fingers tightly. She was getting off on what she was doing to me. And that could not be any fucking hotter.
My lips fused to hers as I braced my hand next to her head, feeling myself tense quickly. Her fingers curled with each thrust and I couldn't help but want that feeling to stay. I wanted her to keep making me float higher and higher.
"Don't stop, Lo." I whimpered against her sweaty neck and that was when the hand that was cupping my face, fell to my hip and squeezed as I rode her hand hard. Her hips moved with mine with just enough force to make us both tumble over the edge – together.
"I fucking love when you come all over me." Lauren swallowed heavily and brought her fingers to her mouth, licking each one seductively. I fell into her arms with a heap and groaned in pleasure as my body trembled lightly.
We held each other in silence. My head was resting on her shoulder as I continued drawing my earlier patterns on her stomach. "We need a shower."
"Separately." Lauren scolded with a giggle.
I had to agree with her on that one. "You go first." I yawned, not really wanting to move.
"You go first." She yawned as well.
I had to coach a team for practice in less than an hour and she had to be at the high school in less than three.
We were the perfect pair.
She and I.
Me and Her.
Us.
"You." I said absentmindedly, idly stroking her cooling skin. It felt like old times. It felt like a school day and I had to be at practice early that morning. I grinned and closed my eyes, getting lost in the past yet still feeling the present. "Lo?" I whispered and looked at her closed eyes, a smile gracing her face.
"Mmm?"
"Do you still snowboard?" I asked, my fingers trailing down the slope of her breast like they were snowboarding too.
"Mmm you bet your sweet ass I do, Cabello." Lauren huskily whispered, squeezing me closer to her. "I used to go to Whistler every winter but I haven't been for a couple of years. You know, with the situation and all."
"Yeah." I looked across the room, noticing it was getting a little lighter out. Time wasn't stopping for us anymore that morning.
Damn it.
"I miss it though," her voice sounded through the quiet room, "but as much as I miss it, I definitely missed you more."
I looked up and hovered over her naked body. "Hockey was nothing without you."
"Camila..."
"I mean it," I whispered and smiled, cupping her face softly, "I love the sport and I enjoyed playing it, don't get me wrong, but without you to share it with," I shrugged, "it didn't really mean anything. Every game I played was for you."
"Camz." Lauren breathed and ran her fingers through my hair, her nails scratching my scalp gently.
I blushed as she stared at me intently. It wasn't long before my alarm went off and we both looked at the clock. 4:30am.
"Fuck." I pouted and sat up, straddling my beautiful brunette. "Do you have to go to school?"
Lauren chuckled and sat up, wrapping her arms around my neck, her lips brushing against mine briefly. "If I want to keep the job I've yet to start, yes."
I whined.
"Sleep when you get home from work, kay?" Lauren grinned and tapped my hips for me to move off of her so she could grab her clothes.
"What about you?" I asked softly.
"I'll take the girls out for dinner while you nap and then we'll switch." Lauren smiled and pulled a shirt over her head. "Now go shower quickly and walk me to your car that you so brilliantly left across the other side of the lake before the girls wake up."
I chuckled and nodded, grabbing a fresh pair of clothes. I quickly kissed Lauren before making my way to the shower.
I just had amazing sex all night long with the woman of my dreams.
Who needed sleep?
It wasn't like we went through a whole day without naps after a long night of making love.
Pssshh.
I didn't need sleep.