Lauren's POV
"God, you look so divine."
I look towards the doorway to see Camila leaned against it, a mischievous smile on her lips.
"You think?" I smile.
"Yes, baby," Camila walks into the room.
My heels click against the wooden floor as I walk over to Camila.
She runs her hands along my curves as she kisses my neck.
"You look so... Sexy," Camila mumbles.
I bite my lower lip, holding back my moan when I feel her member get hard against my center.
"Camila... Don't make me cancel tonight," I whisper.
"Deep down I want you too but you deserve to celebrate tonight," Camila says.
"Will you wait for me tonight?" I ask.
"It's a promise," Camila smiles.
We hear beeping from a car outside and I know that it's the girls.
"They're here. Bye, baby," I said. I lean down and kiss Camila's lips tenderly before walking around her. I walk downstairs and grab my bag on the nightstand beside the front door. "If anything happens with Camilo or Zayn Jr. you call me," I said.
"I'll try my best so it doesn't even come close to it. You have fun," Camila smiles.
I kiss her lips one final time before I open the front door and walk out. I walk over to the car and get on the passenger side. "Hey girls!" I greet.
"Hey, Laur!" Ally says.
"Oh thank God. Your driving," I said.
"That's offensive," Dinah says.
"No, she just knows we are going to get turned up!" Normani says.
"Step on it, Smallz!" Dinah cheers.
Later, we arrive at a club as we all get out of the car and walk up to the front of the line.
Dinah shows the bouncer a VIP pass and he lets us in.
"How the fuck did you get a VIP pass?" I ask.
"Harry knows the manager here and boom," Dinah says.
"Guess being with Camila gives a perk, her family knows a lot of people," Normani says.
"Well, yeah. Camila's family wasn't that much involved in Harry's father's family business," I said.
"So is she getting her parents' fortune?" Ally asks.
"Her family lawyer is working on it," I said.
"That's enough of that! I'm going to get the drinks," Dinah says.
She leaves and I turn to my bag as I check my phone to see no messages, not even a call from Camila.
"Why?" Normani speaks.
"Why what?" I look at her.
"Why are you checking your phone?" Ally asks.
"Seeing if Camila has texted or call me. This is her first time being left alone with Zayn Jr. and Camilo," I said.
"Hey, if she hasn't texted you yet, that means she's doing fine. Now put that phone away, the drinks are coming," Normani says.
Camila's POV
"Okay, juñior. Your baby brother is asleep and it's just me and you. I know you have a bedtime but what mommy doesn't know won't hurt," I smile.
"You are so awesome," Zayn Jr. says.
"So what will you like to do?" I ask.
"Experiments!" Zayn Jr. jumps up and down.
"Do you want to make a volcano? Then we can bake cookies and watch movies," I said.
"Avengers?" Zayn Jr. asks.
"It's a little mature so no. We'll see what we can watch," I said.
"Let's do this pwartner," Zayn Jr. says.
"Let's go," I smile.
Lauren's POV
The girls pull me onto the dance floor as we start to dance to the music.
"So are we just going to club, all night?" I ask.
"Yes," Ally says.
"Dinah was thinking of taking you to a strip club, that's if you want to," Normani says.
"No, I'm fine here," I laugh.
"Bummer," Dinah says.
We continue to dance, drink, do some dares here and there.
It's around 4 am when Ally drops me off at Camila's house as I unlock the front door and stumble in.
The light in the hallway from upstairs turns on and Camila appears at the top of the staircase.
"Lauren?" She questions.
"Yup," I said.
Camila skips down the stairs and holds me up so I don't fall. She helps me take my heels off as she places my purse on the nightstand beside the front door.
"Mhmm, don't you look fine as fuck tonight?" I slur.
"You're drunk, baby," Camila says.
"Mhmm, keep touching me," I cup Camila's chin.
Her member grows hard against my leg as I slowly start to grind my center against it.
"Lauren..." Camila moans.
I reach into her boxers and slowly start to pump her shaft. "You promised you'll wait for me," I whisper.
"Oh... Lauren," Camila squeezes my arm. She takes my hand out of her boxers and leads me up the stairs.
She closes our bedroom door and throws me onto the bed as we both take our clothes off.
Camila grabs a condom from her drawer and puts it on. She crawls onto the bed and lays me down as she slowly enters her member inside of me.
I wrap my arm around her shoulders as I grip onto her hard.
"Don't make a fucking noise," Camila orders.
A loud moan was about to escape my mouth but she captures her lips with mine in a heated kiss.
She starts to thrust in and out faster as my wetness builds and builds until I finally come all over.
Camila slows down her movements until she finally pulls out as she lays down next to me.
"Did you have fun tonight?" Camila asks.
"Very but I love being with you," I said.
"Let's go to sleep baby. These next weeks are going to be long and full of wedding preparations," Camila says.
"Good night," I mumble.
"Good night," Camila whispers.
