NOT OUR AGE

Chapter 17: Crossed The Line

Lauren's POV

Kissing this woman was so addictive. I could not stop kissing Camila. I could not go a day without thinking of kissing her since we kissed. I did not know what she had, I could not get enough of her. It was beyond my expectations when I first saw her. I should have known from that day when I first saw her that she was special even before I looked at her closer that she looked like someone I met before. In that hall full of beautiful women, my eyes just found their way to her. She naturally drew my attention without doing something to attract me. She was just there, being herself, sitting there, and enjoying the food. She did not even know my existence. I should not have wasted so much time.

Nevertheless, it did not matter now. She was my girlfriend now. She was mine now, mine to love and mine to kiss. I knew it was not a good idea to have our good night kiss in bed because one kiss was never enough for us. We had many making out sessions before but having it first time in bed in this hotel room in the middle of the night triggered my wild side. I wanted to kiss her long. I wanted to kiss her passionately. I wanted to touch her where she had never been touched. I wanted to show her that I could love her in different ways.

On the other hand, I did not want to cross the line because she told me she was not ready to have sex a week ago. I had succeeded so far in keeping my hands to myself whenever we kissed which led to a long session of making out. I managed so far, even though it was not easy because I was always hard for her, and I knew she was wet for me, too, whenever we were making out. How wet she got, I did not know, but I was sure she definitely turned on every time we made out. I could tell from how her body moved and how her little moans escaped from her sexy lips.

It was just like now, even more tonight. Her body was arching for mine when her lips and tongue were locked with mine. Her legs moved, gently crossing when she moaned in our kiss. Part of me wanted to stop our kiss, but the other part of me wanted more. I was conflicted. My heart wanted to stop, prioritizing my love over my lust, but my mind wanted to try my luck, convincing me that she wanted me from how her body moved under my kisses and touches. It was so hard to control myself, kissing her in this hotel room bed. I wanted her. I wanted to give her something to remember in this hotel room tonight.

I surrender to my wild mind. My hand slowly went lower, and lower to the south of the border. My heart was beating faster when I slid my hand under her sweatpants. My wild mind smirked and my heart skipped a beat when my hand reached her intimate part without any signs of rejection coming from her. I lost my mind when I gently moved my finger and felt how wet she had got. She moaned differently when I moved my fingers on her. How her body arched searching for mine woke my crazy mind up. I retreated my hand upwards. I stopped our kiss and looked at her.

"Camz..." I wonder if she was indeed ready to take things further. I knew we both wanted it, but was she really readyfor it? I wanted to ask her but I lost my question for a while when I saw her brown eyes with dilated pupils. I forgot my question, and I told her instead, "Sorry, I got carried away."

Her smile made me relieved. I caressed her face. Part of me wanted her to kiss me and continue what we were doing and what I just did, but another part of me did not want to continue if she was not really ready. She said nothing but I was taken aback when she touched my hand on her belly guided upward and put it on her left breast. She gently squeezed herself using my hand. I gulped because I did not expect too much, not because of inexperienced in touching women's boobs.

"Are you sure?" I asked her before I did what she wanted me to do and what I surely wanted to do.

She did not answer it immediately. I could tell she wanted it but I also could see there was a hint of doubt in her eyes. "I don't want you to regret it." I moved my hand away.