A CHILD??!
I was frozen while my mind tried to process what Dinah had just said — because let's be honest, it didn't make any sense. How on earth would I have a child? Was my best friend high or just plain dumb?
"My mind is very lost right now," I admitted as I walked out to the cold balcony, so my boss wouldn't hear my next words. "How the fuck would I have a child?" I questioned. "You're literally saying the impossible! Because I don't think my hands or a strap on could produce fucking sperms!"
A long silence was on the other side of the line. Where did Dinah go? Was she even listening to a word I just- "YOU FUCKED EMILY WITH A STRAP ON?!!" Dinah's voice boomed loudly from the speaker — it caused me to immediately create space between the device and my ear. For Pete's sake, did she have to yell?
I breathed out deeply, trying to gain patience before I brought the device back up to my ear. I smiled coldly before speaking, "Honestly, I'm not surprised you were more focused on the strap on instead of my important question."
"Sorry, I was just shocked. Didn't peg you as the type to use- such thing," She said but was quick to wave off the topic before I could make a comment. "Emily told me she wants to explain everything herself. You have a child, Lauren. It may not be your sperm, but it's yours. I have to go. Talk soon, okay?"
Before I could protest anything, the Polynesian had already ended the call — it caused me to let out a long groan as I pulled at my hair in frustration. Literally, what she said made no fucking sense! It's not my sperm but it's my child? How the fuck does that work?
My head is about to explode from thoughts. I need a fucking distraction. I took a breath before walking back into the room, where I was surprised to find my boss in bed with no clothing.
Shit-
My jaw had dropped to the floor and I probably started drooling as the younger woman slowly opened her legs, showing me the most intimate spot of her body.
I suddenly snapped and quickly grabbed the hem of my shirt to pull it off, but my boss was fast to stumble upon her feet and stop me.
"No touching," She pushed me back onto a chair.
My facial expression changed into one that was obviously protesting about the no touching thing because fuck- I wanted to touch her so bad! "That's a damn rule you know I can't follow," I told her as my hands began to slowly run up her body.
She just smirked and took my hands in hers as she put them behind my back. She leaned forward, her mouth close to my ear. "If you can't follow, then what exactly do you want?" She whispered into my ear.
I bit my lip as her hands slowly moved to the front of my body and trailed down to my legs as she got on her knees. "I wanna to fuck you untill you beg me to stop," I admitted with lust swirling inside my veins and I just wanted to pounce onto the naked woman that was cuffing my leg to the chair- WAIT, WHAT THE FUCK!
"Camila!" I snapped at her just to realize she had cuffed both my hands to the chair too. WHAT THE HELL? "You did not just cuff me."
"Sorry, babe, but I did," She smirked devilishly at me. "I have different plans... But first promise to be quiet? I don't want anyone barging into this room."
I rolled my eyes, "We both know you're the one that can't keep quiet, but you shouldn't worry about screaming in pleasure since I'm cuffed to a bloody chair."
"Promise you won't be loud."
I rolled my eyes once more and relaxed back onto the chair, "I promise."
She just smirked and backed away to sit on the bed once again. I didn't know what she had in mind which caused me to ask, "What the hell am I gonna do if I'm cuffed to this damn chair?" I asked with annoyance evident in my voice.
"Watch," She replied as she spread her legs apart — and I felt myself mindlessly gulp.
Fuck-
I watched as her hand began to slowly trail up her body, only coming to stop at her perky breasts to start massaging them. It was only seconds before she bit her lower lips as her fingertips began running circles on her hardening bud — her breathing slowly picked and so did mine.
She was obviously enjoying this, but I couldn't help but wish I was free from these cuffs. It was pleasure and torture for me at the same time.
"Fuck- this feels so good..." She breathed out as her hands continued to tease her own breasts. I couldn't help but to bite my lower lip, thinking how hot this was.
She took her time, but soon, her right hand finally made it's way to her center as her left continued to focus on her breasts. "Shit-" She cussed underneath her breath when her fingers began to stroke her clit.
"Fuck..." I breathed out and felt myself fix my posture on the chair as my center started to ache.
It didn't take long for her fingers to begin gliding from her entrance to the bundle of nerves. The action made her throw her head back in pleasure as she bit her bottom lip to hold back a moan from escaping.
I could feel myself slowly losing it. My chest was rising and falling at a speed while my center was wet and aching for a certain touch. "Camila..." I breathed out loud enough to get her attention.
"Hmmm," She hummed in response but didn't stop her movements.
I twitch a little in my chair, "Fuck- I need you!" My words caused her to smirk.
She stopped her previous movements and approached me. And with every step she took, my breathing quickened. She placed herself on my lap, her legs wrapped around me and leaned down to attack my neck with her lips.
A few good seconds of giving my neck attention, she finally pulled away and took my shirt off. She eyed my chest and smirked, "Black laced bra, so cliche of you," She husked out before leaning in to connect our lips.
The sharing of passionate and lustful kisses ended the moment she unhooked my bra and leaned down to take my nipple into her mouth.
"Camz...Fuck-" I moaned lowly as she twirled her tongue around the hardening bud.
"I told you to be quiet..." She muttered against my breast before continuing her previous movements. I just bit my lip in response and shut my eyes.
Soon, she was pulling my jeans down along with my panties and knelt down to poke her tongue into my center just to pull away again. "Is that what you want?" She asked, all hot and sweaty.
I couldn't help but nod eagerly.
She smirked before leaning back in and immediately sliding her tongue in, just to slide it back out again. She repeated this a couple of times. I squirm in my seat and so, she quickly replaced her tongue with two fingers and began pumping in and out.
My boss was only able to pump a few more times before my eyes rolled to the back of my head and a string of muffled moaning escaped my mouth. Only a few moments before, I released and she pulled her fingers out and sucked the wetness with her mouth.
I was out of breath as she finally uncuffed me. I had to take a moment to gather myself before asking, "Want me to do you?" I offered.
She just smiled and pecked my lips. "Not tonight, love. Probably another time, when we're not in a house with thin walls," She said before leading me back to the bed. "I just want you to hold me for tonight, okay?"
I nodded with a sweet smile plastered on my lips. We got in bed and I pulled her into my arms. She closed her eyes, relaxed, and was fast to drift off to sleep.
This definitely wasn't just sex anymore.
My smile couldn't get any wider as I drifted off to sleep as well.
A/N: CAMILA'S POV NEXT OR NAH???? 2022 🤡 It's short like Ally, but deal with it = just to clear your thoughts that Lauren has a penis (She doesn't bruh) 💀 + Sorry if the smut was bad, I don't really like writing them (I rather read them from other books lol) Will update as soon as I can ❤️
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FanfictionI was the maid and she was my boss. I didn't know what I was getting myself into, but I knew that I wanted it. I wanted her. I wanted Camila. My boss. With me and Camila's lips moving in sync, I decided to snake my hand into her shirt and grab her...