Lauren Jauregui Imagines

Friends With Benefits

❤Lauren❤

I shrieked as the head of her cock hit that rough patch inside me and bit down on her hand that covered my mouth.

"Shh Laur, y-you're gonna get us caught, fuck". My eyes rolled to the back of my head as she repeatedly hit that spot and my thighs tightened around her waist as her fingers rubbed my clit, matching the pace of her thrusts.

It was Friday night, and the girl that was currently giving me the most insane amount of pleasure I'd ever had was my bestfriend Y/N.

Y/N was just about the most mysterious thing that had ever entered my life. From her light brown eyes in the summer, to her almost crystal clear eyes in the winter- which it currently was, her insane book smarts yet her rebellious personality, everything about my bestfriend screamed stay away, yet I couldn't. She had me right where she wanted me in her chain of lust and passion, which brings me to my current position, being fucked in the attic right above my parents room.

We'd started this little 'friends with benefits' thing last year, and every Friday, or whenever we were alone, we'd spend that time doing exactly what we were doing right now, passionately fucking the shit out of each other.

As great as this arrangement was, I couldn't help but hate it at the same time. I'd developed feelings for Y/N that had grown over the course of our 5 year friendship and felt empty every time I woke up alone.

I wanted to express these feelings a long time ago, but Y/N had made it very clear she wasn't the type to commit. She was the heartbreaker every girl at school thought they could change, but Y/N wasn't having it. She didn't care if she'd hurt another girls feelings after they'd slept together and ignored her. She'd made it clear; she wasn't out for love, something that hurt me deeply.

"Hey, you okay? You're spacing out on me, again. What's on your mind?" Y/N was still buried deep inside me, but wasn't moving, a fact that had my heart fluttering and my pussy begging for more.

"K-keep going. I-I was close". I gasped as she slowly thrust her hips into mine, scratching her back at how good she'd felt at this pace. I could feel everything, and was holding on to that for as long as I could, because this would probably be the closest we got to making love.

"Laur, talk to me. What are you thinking about?" A soft whimper escaped my lips as her fingers pinched my nipples, her lips sucking the already purple bruises she'd created earlier.

"I- fuck. I-I want to be yours. Only yours". I felt her heated breath on my neck and she sighed and reluctantly met her gaze as she lifted her head up.

"I told you Lauren, I don't commit. You of all people should know that. Besides, I'm not right for you anyways". She groaned as I pushed her back, stopping her completely. She was still hovering above me, the sweat dripping from her head down her nose to my body.

"I'm the only one that has a say who's right for me and it's you. I know that you don't like being tied down, but I don't like being the other option when your other one night stands don't go right". The annoyed glare flashed across her face before pushing me back down on my back.

"Look I'm only saying this once more. I'm not committing to you or anyone else. I don't care how good your pussy feels around me. I don't care how much you beg. I'd never commit to you". My heart stopped momentarily as she spoke and the guilt was written across her face as the tears slid down my cheeks, but the damage was already done.

"Wait, Lauren I didn't mean that. Hey I'm so sorry please don't cry". I slapped her hand away as she tried to wipe away my tears and pushed her off me.

"Get out! I never wanna see you again!" She hastily put her clothes back on and pulled my still naked body back into her.

"I'm so so sorry Lauren. I shouldn't have said that". I pushed her chest away and grabbed my robe, concealing my body from her eyesight.