MY LITTLE ARTIST

FOURTEEN

Camila

The rest of the day dragged on longer than I'd liked to have admit as I sat on my bed scrolling through various feeds that were of absolutely no interest to me. All I could think about was finally getting to touch Lauren again, feeling her on my skin making me feel unimaginable things

Eventually the clock struck 8pm and I was ready to take on the ten minute walk to her apartment. The air was cold but refreshing, waking me up enough after dwelling on my altercation with Olivia for three hours straight. I really didn't want her ruining my night

As I approached Lauren's front door I couldn't help but gasp as I noticed the matte black low ride sports car sitting just outside, the number plate on the back making it very clearly hers. She really did have money, and a fat ego

I knocked on the door with clammy hands, something about her still made me nervous as after all she really was stupidly intimidating. After a few moments the lock unwinded and the door flew open to reveal Sam staring back at me in shock

"Camila!" He choked "I'm guessing you're here to see Lauren?"

I didn't know if he knew about us or not but I nodded anyway "Yeah" I began awkwardly "She wants to give me something"

He rolled his eyes "Of course she does" he scoffed "Upstairs, she's probably in the shower"

I nodded back with a weak smile, his energy slightly off as I headed up the flight of stairs. I didn't bother to knock again, instead I wondered into the familiar room and kicked off my shoes

"Lauren?" I called out "It's me" looking around I couldn't help but take in every detail of the space. It seemed different than last time, darker and more expensive than I remembered

Her couch was huge, black and positioned right in front of a large screen TV. I continued to search for clues on the woman I actually knew very little about, there wasn't any family photos only portraits of her art hanging on the walls

I decided that maybe she was more into herself than memories anyway, none of her late night hookups would want to walk through a room full of mommy and daddy pictures

I did however find a small picture of her and Sam under the TV, bending my neck down I smiled at her expression before jumping at the touch of a pair of hands connecting against my hips, sliding over and towards my pelvis

"Made yourself at home I see?" She mumbled into my ear, making me shiver instantly before her hot lips planted a kiss into my collar bone

"Just waiting for you, late as always" I laughed quietly, bravely lifting my hand to touch her recently dried hair "You're really good at that!"

She laughed into my ear "I'm worth it when I turn up I hope?" I turned around to face her, never once breaking the contact of our bodies "Yeah, I guess" I spoke almost silently before wrapping my arms around the back of her neck, pulling her into a heated make-out session that made my knees unbearably weak

Lauren didn't mess around when it came to sex, she continued to kiss me while her hands fell down to unzip my skirt, allowing it to drop against the floor before backing into the couch with me straddling her lap

"You didn't bother to get dressed?" I giggled, revelling in the sensation of her bare thighs beneath my own "You don't like my underwear?" She mocked to which I only rolled my eyes against before shuffling further into her pelvis

Her hands roamed my entire body as if she owned it, clawing and grabbing at chunks of my flesh with intermittent slaps that fell over my ass cheeks. I'm sure she only did it to steal moans from my mouth, groaning back into the kiss every time I gave her what she wanted