The Soulmates Series Camren

1.23

Lauren woke to the sound of Camila singing loudly from the bathroom, her entire body ached in the most glorious way, her skin still on fire from the night before. Lauren threw back the covers, trailing her fingertips over the purplish marks that laced the insides of her thighs. "Fuck," She muttered, throwing her legs over the edge of the bed to pad across the floor, standing in front of the full length mirror, staring at herself with wide eyes. There was a line of cresent marks down her abdomen, stopping just above where the waistband of her underwear had been before Camila had quite literally torn them off with her teeth. Lauren had gotten Camila quite worked up last night, following their venture in the woods the night before that. So much so that Camila had snapped on her and literally torn her clothes apart. Lauren had to admit her outburst was potentially the hottest thing she'd ever seen, and led to what was the most intimate experience she'd ever had. Lauren had never had any girl use her mouth on her, Olivia had been a hands only kind of person, and other than Olivia Lauren had never been touched by anyone else but Camila. She had finally come to understand why Camila was so goddamn loud, because she'd never experienced anything as otherwordly than what they had done last night, what these purplish cresents over her skin had been a result of.

"Would you look at that?" Camila smirked, leaning against the doorway completely naked, her wet hair causing trails of water to race down her taut form before she twisted it into a knot atop her head inside of a towel. "I made art," She added, crossing the room to run her fingers over the marks across Lauren's collarbones, the marks that dipped down the valley between her breasts, the marks that spanned across a fine line down her abdomen. Lauren exhaled heavily, her head tilting back slightly as Camila's lips found her jawline once more, not leaving any evidence behind this time however.

"Camz..." Lauren mumbled.

"Camila! Lauren! Ally wants to know-" Troy began, his voice catching in his throat when he witnessed the scene before him. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. I'm so sorry." He yelled, slamming the door shut once more, his back pressed tightly against it. Camila and Lauren burst out laughing, amused by his reaction. Lauren grabbed some underwear from her bag, slipping them on quickly. She opened the door with one hand, fastening her bra with the other.

"What does Ally wanna know?" Lauren asked, tilting her head to one side. Troy focused his eyes on the roof, adamant that he was not going to look at Lauren in her underwear.

"She wants to know if you guys want to go shopping with her," He said, his gaze dropping to the floor, still avoiding making any kind of contact with Lauren.

"Tell her we'll be down in a minute, and uh, Troy, we'll keep... Uh, that," Lauren said, her gaze lingering on the bulge in his basketball shorts. "To ourselves," She teased, a deep flush on her cheeks. Troy dropped his hands, cupping them over his crotch as though it would conceal what had happened.

"I'm so sorry Lauren... If I had any control over that it wouldn't have happened." Troy said, his cheeks a deep shade of pink, humiliated by his reaction to seeing them in that way. "I'm gonna go bury myself alive now so... See ya," Troy sighed, raising his hand as though to wave goodbye.

"Troy, it's alright. It could have been worse. You could have asked to join in." Lauren laughed, waving goodbye to him as she turned on her heel, closing the door silently behind her.

Camila was bent over, pulling up her white skinny jeans, Lauren found herself crossing the room, her fingertips trailing across the material of her underwear. Camila straightened, turning to face Lauren with her skinny jeans halfway up her thighs. Lauren slipped her hand across Camila's exposed abdomen, her hand resting on the small of her back as she pulled her closer, bringing their mouths together in a passionate kiss. Camila shuddered as Lauren dipped her free hand between her thighs, ghosting her fingertips over the bundle of nerves there. Camila's muscles tensed responsively, her teeth capturing her bottom lip in an attempt to remain quiet. Camila let out a soundless whimper as her abdominal muscles tightened, and released as a shudder vibrated across her body, Lauren taking great pride in the effect she had on Camila. Lauren ghosted both hands over her girlfriend's sensitive skin, hooking her index fingers through the belt loops on either side of her white skinny jeans, hoisting them up her legs. She skillfully did up the button, pulling up the zip, her eyes focused intently on Camila's. Camila was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling rhythmically where her clothes were absent, goosebumps had risen all over her skin, Lauren easing them with her ghosting fingertips.