Beautiful When You Don't Try

Chapter 50

Lauren always slept best when Camila was next to her. It was the comfort and security that the brunette gave her that allowed her to let down all of her walls and simply relax, surrendering to her sleep completely. It didn't hurt that the diva had picked up on Lauren's need for skin contact either. If the brunette ever rolled over in the night, it was only a matter of minutes before Camila did as well, wrapping and arm around Lauren's waist. They were proving inseparable even in sleep.

"Lauren..." Camila called for a second time, trying to wake the brunette up. She bounced lightly on the bed with one foot on each side of the sleeping woman, but only received disapproving moans. Only temporarily defeated, the diva sat down, straddling the back of the brunette's thighs who laid motionless on her stomach. "Baby, it's time to wake up. You're going to be late for work and I thought you said you had a meeting today."

"It's been pushed back an hour." Lauren mumbled into her pillow as Camila unknowingly began putting her back to sleep as she ran her hands up and down the brunette's back lightly.

The diva bit her bottom lip and smirked as she ran her hands from Lauren's back, over her sides to her stomach and then down the front of her body, wedged between her and the mattress. The brunette moaned as Camila reached where she was going. "Are you awake now?"

"Who wouldn't wake up with that?" Lauren asked with a furrowed brow as Camila began to move her fingers. "Fucking awesome way to wake up...just to let you know."

"Roll over." Camila ordered in a low, husky voice, her lips pressed up against Lauren's ear as she removed her hands. The brunette did as she was told, turning slowly as not to throw the diva off of her, leaving her straddling the brunette's thighs. "That's better." Camila stated as she slid her hand between the porcelain skin and sweat pants, grinning as Lauren gasped.

Camila lowered her head and captured the brunette's lips in a heated kiss as she began to move her fingers in slow circles. As she sped up, she moved her kisses to Lauren's neck, allowing her to bit her lip to try and strangle her moans. Lauren's hands moved up the diva's sides, one massaging a breast while the other laced into the silky dark locks.

"Is it bad that I love watching you struggle not to scream?" Camila asked teasingly as she pulled away to survey the brunette's face as she worked her closer and closer to the edge. "Is it bad that it turns me on more to see you fight not screaming my name than it does to hear it rip from your throat?" Lauren abandoned her hand on the diva's breast to cover her mouth, preventing her from moaning any louder than she was. Camila's words were shoving her towards the edge in giant strides. "Is it bad," The brunette began, moving her mouth to the brunette's ear as she swapped her fingers with her thumb and slid two digits inside her girlfriend. "That it makes me want to fuck you harder, just to see if I can get you to break?"

Lauren whimpered as Camila began quick and forceful thrusts with her fingers, slamming her thumb to the brunette's clit each time. "Jesus, fuck..." The brunette's hands frantically bounced from her mouth to Camila's shoulder, trying to figure out which would be best to stop her from announcing to the world how good the brunette felt inside of her.

"I want to hear you struggle. I want to feel you clinch down around me. I want to see you cum." Camila pressed deeper inside at a frantic pace, making sure to hit her spot with each thrust and she felt the brunette's muscular inner walls begin to tighten. "Yeah, that's it. Cum for me. Let me watch you come undone." With a few more thrusts and a well-placed firm thumb, Lauren did just that. Camila had to add her free hand to the brunette's mouth as a deep guttural moan escaped when she arched off the mattress.

"Fuck...oh, dear God..." Lauren beamed as Camila slowed her fingers and rode out the full length of Lauren's orgasm with her, smiling just as much as the brunette.