Risky Business

Chapter Four

It had been a week since Camila and Lauren started their new arrangement. Unfortunately for them, they hadn't had any alone time since then. Chris had the week off from work and wanted to spend every moment with his girlfriend. And while Lauren liked seeing her brother happy, the new jealousy was hindering that. She couldn't help but glare at him as he cuddled up with Camila on the couch as they all watched a movie.
She hated how he seemed to always be touching her. But what she hated more, was how Camila seemed to enjoy every second of it.

Lauren kept looking for any sign that Camila was uncomfortable with his touch, but she couldn't find any. Occasionally, she'd catch her looking at her before going right back to being all-consumed by Chris.

Because of this, Lauren had come to the realization that whatever arrangement they had made, was made in the heat of the moment and that Camila had no plan on actually continuing it. While she knew this was a possibility, it still sucked.

It was now Saturday evening and Mike was grilling in the back yard as the rest of the family hung around drinking and talking. Lauren, as she had been all week, was sulking with a beer in her hand. She looked up at Chris with his arm dangling around Camila's shoulder and watched as he leaned down to kiss her. Unable to take it anymore, Lauren put her beer down and went into the house, muttering that she had to use the bathroom.

Camila caught onto her tone and decided to follow her inside. She had missed spending time with Lauren this week but with Chris home the whole time, there wasn't really any way to be alone. While he would be fine if they went to hang out, Camila knew he was excited to spend time with her while he wasn't working. She just couldn't bring herself to ruin that for him. But, while she enjoyed Chris' company, the week seemed to drag by. She'd slept with Chris just the night before and the whole time she was comparing him to Lauren.

He was soft and gentle, kissing her forehead and whispering that he loved her and all she could think about was Lauren slamming into her from behind and calling her a slut. In fact, she came close to having an orgasm on the memory of Lauren alone.

She wasn't stupid, she knew Lauren was pissed at her closeness with her brother. But she also knew there wasn't anything she could do about that. So, seeing her chance, she decided to take it.

Camila found Lauren when she was just coming out of the bathroom and pushed her against the wall. "Hi." She breathed out.

"H-hi." Lauren stuttered. "What are you doing?"

"I missed you." Camila whispered, brushing her nose against Lauren's cheek.

"Didn't seem like it." Lauren was clearly trying to stay strong, not wanting to let Camila off that easily.

"Let me show you." Camila dropped to her knees in front of Lauren, palming her already growing bulge.

"Camila, what are you doing? They're right outside!" Lauren looked to her right and, through the window, she could just about see the rest of her family. They were far enough away where they wouldn't be able to see them and the glare from the sun obscured their view. Still, Lauren was nervous.

"I know," Camila smirked. "Isn't it exciting?"

"They could see us." Lauren warned her.

"So?" Camila bit her lip. "Come on, just let me suck it." She started to pull Lauren's shorts down and, after some resistance, Lauren's erection sprung out. "Mmm, there it is." She gripped the base. "I missed this." Wrapping her lips around the head, she looked up to see Lauren's reaction.

The dark haired girl tossed her head back with a sigh, her hands folded behind her. "Fuck..." She sighed, moving one hand and tangling it into Camila's hair. The shorter girl responded with a moan and bobbed her head faster.

She moved her head away and looked up at Lauren again, her hand still stroking her member. "Fuck my mouth." She ordered before wrapping her lips around her again.

Not one to deny herself or Camila, Lauren happily obliged and began thrusting into her mouth, enjoying the sounds. Noticing Camila kept backing her head up, Lauren grew frustrated and pulled herself out of her mouth and spun them around. Camila was now kneeling in the bathroom doorway, her back to the frame. Lauren pushed herself back inside her mouth and held onto the door frame, bracing herself. Then, she took off without abandon and began thrusting hard into Camila's mouth.

Camila moaned at this, loving every second of it. She couldn't believe what was happening. This had been a fantasy of hers for so long; to be completely owned like this. She wanted to be the object of Lauren's pleasure. She wanted to be used.

Listening to Lauren's grunts and moans, Camila snaked her hand into her shorts, rubbing her clit. Noticing this, Lauren smirked. "Yeah? Does this turn you on? Taking my dick down your throat like a slut?" Camila moaned, her body quivering at her words. "Jesus Christ..." Lauren watched Camila's hand move faster in her shorts and, with a few more harsh thrusts, she felt herself let go. "Fuck, yes. Take it." She kept going, emptying herself into Camila's mouth. "Fucking swallow me." Her words, along with the feeling of her release, pushed Camila over the edge. She released a long moan, her hand stilling, as her body shook. Finally, when they both had finished their respective orgasms, Lauren pulled out. "You okay?" She asked, noticing Camila's eyes watering and spit dripping from her chin.

"I have, quite literally, never been better." Camila spoke around her gasps for air. Lauren smirked before stepping into the bathroom and grabbing a towel. She wiped herself off and tucked herself back into her shorts before grabbing a new towel and kneeling beside Camila. Taking the towel, she gently wiped Camila's face clean.

"You were such a good girl." Lauren told her, kissing her forehead. Camila closed her eyes and smiled softly.

This. This is what she wanted. What she needed. She needed to be completely owned and treated like Lauren did, and then she needed to be coddled and praised. She brought her hand up, lightly grabbing Lauren's wrist as the taller girl cupped her face. "I'm sorry about this week." Camila told her. "I didn't want him to feel left out since he was home. And he wanted to spend time with me and—"

"It's fine." Lauren smiled. "I just missed this." Neither one we're really sure if Lauren meant the sex, or the way they were right now.

"Me too." Camila smiled. "Come on, we should go back out." Lauren helped Camila up and made sure she didn't look like she was just throat fucked against a wall.

Once they got back outside, Lauren was visibly in a better mood, laughing and joking with her family. Chris, noticing Camila's red eyes but not thinking much of it, asked, "What did you do?"

"W-what?" Camila felt her heart drop.

"To get Lauren to be in a better mood." He clarified. "She went from being all mopey to this," He gestures to Lauren who was chasing after Taylor with a water gun.

"Oh," Camila sighed. "She just needed a little pep talk. Personal stuff." Camila smiled, stepping on her tip toes to kiss Chris's neck gently. Lauren is softer, her mind said. She ignored it, brushing it off and taking another sip from her wine glass.

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(a/n): did I write this to distract myself from thinking about someone? Yes.
was I super uncomfy writing some of this? Also yes.
but hey, y'all love freaky shit so, you're welcome😈

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