Hiding Under Miss Jauregui's Desk (Camren)

Hiding Under Miss Jauregui's Desk

"Camila... uhh, stop..."

"You never usually ask me to stop Miss Jauregui."

"Your parents are coming in today, any second now actually and I can't be-mhh... Camila..." As soon as she bit my neck I couldn't think straight anymore. Why did she have to be so good at this?

Camila Cabello was straddling my waist as I sat in my office chair. Her hands perfectly cup my face and her slow but steady grinding was making me so worked up that I couldn't help but guide her ass with my hands.
But this was a normal occurrence, except today her parents would be visiting and I don't want to be all hot and bothered when we start our meeting.

What was I doing? I'm the person in power. And Camila has to go. "Camila, get out of my office." I gently pushed her away from me, disconnecting her lips from my neck. She was confused at first, but then she started smirking. It only grew wider and wider.

"Make me Miss Jauregui."

I look at her, frustration (and arousal) clearly evident in my eyes.

"We need to stop this. Look, you're a smart, beautiful girl but this legally can't be happening, even if we're practically the same age. Your parents are already worried about you, and I have to face them today and explain what's been happening, what more lies can I keep making up Camila?"

She sarcastically considered the question.

"Well..." Her lips peppered kisses down my neck. "We could tell them my watch keeps breaking..." I hum at her suggestion. "Or that I get abducted by aliens every 4th period on a Wednesday..." A chuckle leaves me at her suggestion. She's adorable. "Or that my principal is getting rightly fucked on the office table in front of them every time their daughter doesn't attend her lesson..."

I immediately push her away, narrowing my eyes as I look at her, her angelic face looking back. It'd be easier to be stern with her if she wasn't so cute.

"Camila, I don't want this anymore-"

"Ohh you don't?" She states confidently as she straightens herself up, legs still straddling my lap.

"No..."

"But you were asking for it this morning!"

"I wasn-"

"So you wore that uncomfortably looking and tight skirt for nothing? And you unbuttoned like 5 buttons from your blouse just because you could? And when you saw Austin flirting with me in the corridor, and when you got jealous, you gave him detention for no reason, right? Because he was doing nothing wrong."

"He was looking you up and down like an animal, it was disgusting! And I heard he has some missing assignments due so it's only fair."

"Well I've got whole periods missing! Why aren't I getting punished?!"

"Lower your voice Camila!"

"No! You're telling me now that we should stop, but why did you grab my hip this morning after giving Austin detention? And why did you bite your lip at me before you walked away? You keep on doing these things that drive me crazy, you can't expect me to just stop wanting you."

I look at her through sorry eyes. "I understand. From here on out I'll stop."

"You're not going to stop because I don't want to stop fucking you Lauren."

Her expression only gives off lust. She doesn't bother hiding her eyes that stare at my lips or her hand that travels down to my thigh. "Listen Camila-"

I'm cut off by her lips. She starts grinding on me again, enticing a moan from me that heats up the kiss. She had a grasp and control over me, I could never say no to her even if I wanted to.