Should've Been Us (Camren)

XII

Lauren's POV

My unexpected run in with Nadia shocked me thoroughly. How the hell did she even afford this trip in the first place? Her job didn't pay that well from what I remembered in the past. Maybe she got a new job, or a sugar momma? Wait, this is none of my business. I shook my head to try to rid the woman from my mind. The point of this vacation was to relax, now I won't be able to because I have to try to avoid bumping into her again. Normani has no clue of my past with her, only Camila, and that's the way I intended to keep it. After relaxing with Normani for a bit, and I felt my face was sufficiently iced, we changed into our bikinis so we could soak up some rays.

We didn't even bother to change in separate areas. As Normani slipped out of her cutoff shorts, I couldn't help but ogle that perfect body of hers. Everything she did seemed to be in slow motion. I watched on as she did this little dance to slide her white bottoms over her plump backside, which instantly turned me on. Her breasts looked so perky and delicious in her top. I wanted to rip off that bikini and bend her over the bed. Lost in my daydream of fucking the ebony beauty, I hadn't realized she was standing with her arms crossed, grinning at my current state. "That drool coming out from the corner of your mouth is super attractive, Lo!" She spoke, bringing me back to reality. Slightly embarrassed, I wiped at my mouth and continued to strip.

"Sorry. I couldn't help myself. I mean look at you. You're fucking perfect!" My compliment made her smile bashfully. Since when is Normani bashful? "Hurry up and finish dressing. I'd actually like to get some sunlight before the sun sets." Her wish was my command, and I rushed to tie the strings to my top. Before long, we'd grabbed everything we needed for the beach, and left the hotel room. As we reached the elevator area Normani noticed the doors were about to close, so she called out for the occupant to hold the doors for us. Just my luck it was Nadia inside the tiny space. She immediately shot a hateful look my way, and kept it there the duration of the ride.

Normani must have felt the palpable tension in the air, she  poked her elbow into my side, giving me a weird look. Once we escaped the confines of the elevator, I took off hurriedly, dragging Normani behind. "What was up with that chick in there? She would not stop glaring at you." I began to get a little nervous that I'd have to tell her about my past. "Really? I didn't even notice." Hoping she'd forget about the topic, I pressed my lips against hers in a slow kiss. "Let's get to that beach, yeah?" Normani gave me her skeptical look once again, but refrained from getting more information out of me.

Finding a spot on the somewhat vacant beach we laid out our towels, and I settled on top of mine. "Uh Lo? Aren't you forgetting something?" I squinted up at her as she wiggled a bottle of sunscreen. "Do I have to?" Normani rolled her eyes. "You're literally whiter than Casper the friendly ghost. Do you want to burn?" Groaning obnoxiously, I stood up and allowed the woman to spread sunscreen on my body. When she finished she shoved the bottle in my direction. I took it with furrowed brows and the older woman picked up on my confusion. "Now do me." I stood there a moment with my face twisted up. "Mani, you're black... Do black people even get sunburnt?" Normani scoffed and crossed her arms. "Of course black people can get a sunburn. Don't be ignorant Lauren."

Giving in to the woman's command, I squirted a generous amount into my palm, and worked the creamy substance onto her silky smooth skin. I must admit, it was a treat to rub her body, I slowly began to get worked up again. Reluctantly, I informed her that I finished, and she proceeded to lay on her towel. I stood there a moment watching her skin gleam in the sunlight. There's just something about her brown skin that made me want to bite the shit out of her, as though she was a scrumptious chocolate bar. I don't even like chocolate that much, but I'd eat her. Taking my place back on the towel, I pulled out a book to read in order to pass time. "Lo, baby... Are you really going to read instead of talk to me? I'll be so lonely over here."