Of Carburetors and Creampuffs

Chapter 18: Sleepy mornings and active afternoons

The two women made their way to Camila's bedroom, changed into sleeping clothes, crawled into the bed, curled up together as close as possible, and fell into exhausted sleep.

So much relief and pure feeling were running through their veins and when coupled with the fitful sleeps they had had with Lauren's dogs, they were unable to stay awake long enough to do anything other than wrap themselves together.

It was nigh on early afternoon when they finally crawled out of their deep slumber and opened their eyes to see the other doing the same, and they matched gazes with soft smiles on their lips.

Lauren lifted her hand and caressed Camila's cheek, amazed that the woman was still there after everything she knew and saw. The raven haired woman looked at her with untamed fondness and warmth and Camila smiled at her resplendently and with sparkling eyes.

There was no hesitation in either of them when Lauren leaned forward and connected their lips. Her chest was flooded with warmth and all of a sudden, everything clicked. Feelings slid together and interlocked, the way they were there for each other without fear or care for consequences, everything together painted a clear and brilliant picture behind Lauren's eyes and she smiled into their kiss at the realization.

I'm in love with her. I'm in love with Camila Cabello.

Emboldened in this epiphany, Lauren shifted and rolled so she was straddling the woman beneath her and she looked at Camila with intent, seeing the dilated pupils of the brunette and feeling the stuttered breath in her chest which matched her own.

"What did I do to deserve you, Camila Cabello." Lauren still had a hand on Camila's cheek, the other having found the hem of Camila's shirt and was now grazing her bare stomach softly.

Camila looked up at her with fire in her eyes and she surged upwards but not before saying the word that Lauren felt deep in her bones, making her feel like she was on fire. "Everything."

Their lips met in a feverish kiss and Camila immediately deepened it, her tongue glancing off Lauren's and stoking the fire in Lauren's belly. The mechanic's hands reached and grasped the pub owners hips, her dull nails digging into the supple flesh.

Lauren's hand had continued it's journey and having reached Camila's chest, it cupped the small but firm breast, drawing a low moan from the brunette. Camila's hands moved up from Lauren's waist, raking a trail up her back beneath her shirt which drew a gasp from the raven haired beauty.

The woman on top squeezed the breast in her hand softly before descending back to the shirt edge as her other hand lowered to help it in removing the offending garment. They were forced to detach their lips from each other and Lauren used the opening as an excuse to gaze heatedly at the now half exposed body beneath her. She felt her breath catch in her throat at the unfairly beautiful girl staring up at her with pure adoration written across her features.

She didn't get much chance to continue her visual inspection as Camila once again took matters into her own hands. The brunette raised herself up and pulled Lauren's shirt over her head, allowing them to meet with skin to skin contact as neither had been wearing bra's beneath their sleeping clothes.

The sensation caused Lauren to feel hazy and insatiable in her need for Camila. She connected their lips again, moaning into the giving mouth slotted against hers and she ran her hands down Camila's back only to find that the tattoo wasn't the only thing there. She felt faint scars which had been hidden by the work and she pulled back to look Camila in the eyes with worry and care.

Camila only shrugged slightly, her eyes saying more than the action. In them Lauren read acceptance coupled with a bit of fear, and Lauren understood the trepidation Camila had been filled with in regards to telling her about her past.