Whatever I Am, I'm Yours.

chapter six

A/N: WARNING SEXUAL CONTENT, IF YOU AREN'T COMFORTABLE WITH THAT TYPE OF THING THIS IS A HEADS UP
Lauren
This was really happening right now.

"Lauren," the low and raspy voice said while I stared into those chocolate brown eyes, her pupils completely dilated. I gulped because God was it hard to concentrate with her hot breathe hitting my lips. "Well?"

"I-I'm sorry," I half moaned while she applied more pressure on my crotch with her hand.

I heard that giggle that almost made my heart burst, "I don't think I've ever seen you so unfocused...it's pretty cute." She smirked while slowly unzipping me.

I grasped her hand while never breaking our gaze, "I-I heard you, but..." My voice trailed off once I felt her hand slip into my jeans and rub me over the fabric of my compression shorts. "Shit..." I hissed when I felt squeeze the head of my shaft.

"What was that," she asked in a husky voice while her hand kept squeezing.

I'm not going to be able to...fuck. Fuck. This is bad.

I closed my eyes and bit at the corner of my lip, trying me best to think of how this situation could've even come up.

I did nothing that could've lured her into this. I didn't even know how to flirt, if I ever did flirt with someone. I doubted Camila could've drank enough to be like this.

Could Camila just...really want me in this way?

I placed my hand over hers to stop it while taking in a shaky breath, "C-Camz?"

I opened my eyes only to see those brown ones staring back into me. Her pupils were dilated, "Laur, why are you stoppi-"

"Why?"

She seemed to comeback a bit to her senses when I saw her eyebrows furrow, "Why what?"

"W-Why are we doing this?" I asked her with my shaky voice.

Camila just started at me for a minute, god knows what she was thinking. That was until she closed her eyes and rested her forehead against mine, "I...Lauren...can I share something with you?"

I couldn't speak, being able to see the small beautiful details of her face up close just overwhelmed me. That and it felt like my hormones were going to make me explode.

"I'm a curious girl with horrible raging hormones, and I want to put them at ease," she told me while wrapping her arms around my neck and sitting back a bit, "And...compared to everyone else...I thought I could ask if you wanted to help me out with that."

I could still feel my body shaking, just the fact that Camila Cabello was straddling my lap was driving my insane. Then hearing her say what pretty much sounds like...her asking if I'd like to be-

"Friend with benefits."

"What," she asked while leaning back in a bit closer.

"You want to be friends with benefits?" I asked her, my eyes meeting those big brown ones.

Camila seemed to be rethinking her words, "Yeah, if that's how you want to put it."

"So we'd have sexual relations...but after all that act as if nothing happened and be normal friends."

"Yes. Exactly, so smart," she cooed while tracing her thumb over my cheek gently.

"I-I don't think...I mean...we ju-"

"Haven't you ever been curious, Lauren?"

"Huh?"

"About all that...sexual stuff ? Sex. Doing it with...someone who could maybe make you see white?"