MY LITTLE ARTIST

THIRTY SIX

Lauren

Camila sat on the end of the bed with a distant look in her stare. The short skirt and shirtless torso making my body shiver in anticipation. I couldn't stop staring at her from the doorway, admiring the way she noticed me with a small but meant smile

"You just gonna stand there or?" Her voice was raspy and tired, awake enough however to taunt me with those pooling brown eyes "I only bite when asked"

I walked further into the room, switching the dimmer down so that the lights hummed a gentle glow "I just wanted to look at you for a minute, problem?" I stopped just shy of her dangling legs, bending down to kneel in front of her knees as she shook her head in response

Her hands slid to cover my own now resting on her thighs "Not really, I'd just rather you not be stood so far away" I'll take that response, knowing that she wanted to be close just as much as I did right now "I prefer you like this"

"Knelt down in front of you?" My giggle echoed around our bodies as she smiled back, softening her gaze even more so before lifting her silky digits into the side of my hair "I guess so" she began "There's something about you being below me that I like"

My lip unconsciously fell between my teeth, smirking up at her as if a submissive little lap dog. She had a way of reducing me to mush, lowering my ego just enough to make me realise how whipped I really was "Maybe I'll stay here then?" I replied, dragging my fingertips along her skin "If you like it so much?"

The look back was remarkable, dripping with desire and an equal amount of smug accomplishment. I liked it however, knowing that she'd gotten her way, it felt euphoric and unreal in the best way possible

"I really do" she hummed, continuing to play with the hair that draped over my cheek "You just look so good as a bottom?" Immediately my mouth fell to gasp, laughing under my breath before kneeling higher to grab her jaw "I'll accept that I like being a princess, but a bottom?"

"Admit it Lauren" she laughed "You literally melt whenever you think you're being told what to do! It's like a drug to you!" Strangely she wasn't wrong, I couldn't however say that I'd ever felt this way with anyone else. Those other girls were weak and vanilla, their level of sexual maturity no where near that of Camila's "You're a bottom!"

I rolled my eyes playfully as I allowed my hand to fall back against her thigh. The sensation of her skin beneath mine now more prominent than before "Whatever you say" I remarked, glancing down at the toned caramel legs that looked so kissable in the dimly lit room "I'll bottom for you and you only! How does that sound?"

"Perfect!" She mumbled "Just so long as I can have bad bitch Lauren occasionally"

"Of course" I smirked back "Whenever you want baby girl" the look in her eyes immediately changed from wanting to demanding, her hand in my hair now falling to my neck with a gentle squeeze

"I've missed this" she rasped, applying more pressure to the sides of my throat "I know I've been a little absent but Jesus Christ" she almost moaned into her words, leaning back on her spare palm to bring my head further towards her thighs "I really need you right now"

My eyes lifted slowly to admire the way she stared at me with intense need. Pooling, brown orbs so electric I couldn't help but choke on my breath "What do you need" I asked in a monotone voice, too taken aback by her presence to express any further "Just tell me"

She giggled, not a sweet giggle however! It was sadistic and telling. She pushed my throat back and stood for a moment to discard her skirt and panties before sitting back onto the edge of the bed with the same leaning palm "Well" she began, slowly spreading her thighs in front of my kneeling body "I can't deny staring at you in class, talking to everyone knowing that your tongue has been between my thighs"

I shivered an intense tremble at her words, taking the tops of her legs back into my palms with ease "Carry on" I tried to hide the beg in my voice but failed, over invested in her words I'd forgotten to keep it cool

She noticed.

"Oh you want more?" She laughed with a cocked brow "You like it when I talk about you Lauren?" My nod back signalled her to keep speaking, her fingertips reaching to hook the front of my shirt to drag me back into her personal space

"I just can't handle how good that hot tongue feels against my clit!" She groaned, sliding her hand onto the back of my neck "The butterflies in my stomach when I hear the wet sounds of your lips, fuck!" She was torturing both of us at this point, pulling me in but keeping me at a small distance "I think about it every time you speak in class, knowing that they have no idea just how hungry you are for me!"

I licked my lips subtly while my fingertips gripped harder against her thighs "I think about it too" I admit "Bitchy girl, everyone's afraid of you! I can't help feeling smug about the fact I can make you cum so hard you scream and forget how to breathe!"

Her stare back was deadly, making my body instantly quiver into submission "Care to remind me?" The words from her mouth were weak but powerful, pulling me in with a smirk to give her exactly what she wanted "With pleasure!" I hummed back

I pushed my hands into her inner thighs, spreading them further apart before leaning in to drag my flat tongue between her already soaked folds "Shit" she groaned back with a breath moan "Oh my god"

It felt incredible, she tasted so fucking sweet it was almost addictive. I lifted my eyes while circling her clit with an open mouth, noticing her head to be hanging back with closed eyes and a gaped jaw "Fuck Lauren! This feels so good!"

"You taste amazing Camila" I husked, pressing my tongue harder against her core before focusing again on her sensitive bundle of nerves "I could do this all day" I rounded my tongue over her clit, sucking back and forth as she groaned and moaned out into the air

I didn't care how loud we were being, I knew Sam could probably hear us but I didn't once think to stop. Staring at her as she arched her back had me mesmerised, taking on a new sense of stamina I'd never before experienced

"Fuck L-Lauren" she cried, reaching her spare hand to grab the top of my head "Faster!" She begged "Please!" Her hips unconsciously began grinding into my mouth, taking full advantage of my hungry tongue while her eyes fell back down with gritted teeth to stare at her own centre

"Fuck!" Her throat spat "Like that!" She didn't once give in to taking control, the way she slid her hips in perfect rhythm made my efforts almost redundant. I couldn't help but moan back into her body, closing my eyes momentarily as her breathy groans filled the room "Shit!"

I pulled her thighs in further against my mouth, the sheer passion in my body wanting to make this the best possible experience of her entire life. She squirmed against my hold and furrowed her dark brows "Oh my god I'm so close" she hummed, pressing her lips tightly together "I can't hold on much longer!"

I wanted her to let go, release all of the built up tension she'd been holding for the past week or so. I pushed my tongue harder into her body, sucking back on her clit with a vengeance as she threw her head back with a telling yell or pleasure "Fuck! Lauren!" She cried "I'm coming!"

Her body tensed for a few seconds as she rode out the intense wave of pleasure. Her hand gripping onto my hair before letting out a weak whimper I knew to be sheer exhaustion. With one last swipe at her core, I lent back and admired my work "Beautiful" I hummed "You're so fucking beautiful!"