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Chapter 10 - If It Gets Rought, It's Time to Get Rought

                 

[Camila POV]

"Morning," I smiled warmly at the gorgeous girl laying in my hotel bed, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She was completely nude; the thin sheet from my bed draped over her silhouette to where you could see her every curve. I had managed to put some clothes back on after I woke up, sporting a simple black tank top and some baby blue cotton shorts. Her emerald eyes fluttered open at me as I leaned down by her bedside.

"Hey," she returned a sleepy smile, "Have you been up long?"

"45 minutes, more or less," I responded. I'd been awake for long enough to be functioning, but my voice was still raspy, as it was every morning. Lauren blinked around a bit in an attempt to wake herself up a little. Her gaze turned back to me, scanning over every detail of my face adoringly.

"You're pretty," she husked as we both smiled at each other. I leaned down to kiss her forehead and walked over to the table by the door. She stretched her arms out above her head like a cat.

"Mmmnnnhh... I don't want to get up," she groaned, letting her head fall back down on the pillow. I chuckled to myself; she was definitely not a morning person, but I'd always found her grumpiness adorable.

"Welp, that sucks, because I brought you coffee and breakfast," I teased as I walked back over to her with some croissants and piping hot Starbucks. She suddenly bolted her head up and widened her eyes with remorse, running her fingers through her dark, full hair.

"No, no, wait. I'm up! I'm good," she groggily pleaded, sitting up against the headboard and wrapping the sheet over her upper body.

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I couldn't really think of a better way to spend a morning. It was quiet and peaceful; just me, my best friend, strong coffee, a light breakfast, some music gently filling the room, and natural light peeking through the curtains. We'd spent maybe an hour just lounging in bed next to each other, talking about anything and nothing.

"Delicious. Thanks, babe," she set her coffee down on my bedside table and leaned over, gently pulling my face towards her and tenderly catching my bottom lip between hers.

I inched my body closer to the bare, ivory-skinned girl next to me. She slinked her hand down my hips, lightly tugging at my cotton shorts that tightly hugged my thighs. She deepened the kiss, looping one of her legs over mine and leaning over me more.

"Hmm... you awake now?" I mumbled, smirking against her lips as she nodded.

Hovering on top of me, the emerald-eyed girl slithered downwards planting deep, thoughtful kisses down my chest and abdomen. She laughed quietly to herself as she felt my body involuntarily shiver to the wetness of her tongue lightly teasing against my skin.

"You are bad," I playfully chided her. Without looking at me, she simply nodded, planting soft kisses around my waistband.

I bit my lip and watched her slowly slide my shorts and underwear off.

My legs closed shyly as I realized my entire bottom half was now completely exposed to her. I felt so vulnerable in that moment. Something about that nervousness in the pit of my stomach made this even hotter, though; I was so willingly ready to give myself to Lauren, completely trusting and allowing her to do whatever she wanted to me. That access to my body was only ever granted to one person - and she just so happened to be my best friend. I really loved that idea and welcomed it with open arms.

She gazed up at me with soft green eyes in a way that asked for my permission. My chest fell with a deep exhale as I shyly raked my teeth against my bottom lip.