The Art of Loving You

Chapter Fifteen

I really do hope you guys are enjoying the story, let me know your thoughts. ~Britt

Camila's POV

I woke up in a hospital bed. Groaning, I tried to sit up before feeling a sharp pain in my stomach.

"Mila, don't move." I heard a voice beside my bed.

Looking up I see Normani looking at me with sad eyes.

"Manz, did the police get there? Is everyone safe?" I asked worriedly.

"Everyone is fine, well, not the guy you shot, but everyone else is fine. Lauren's probably the most shaken up but she's hanging on." She said softly.

Taking a deep breath, I hold my hand out to her and try to pull her onto the bed with me. "Did they find out who he was?"

She bit her lip, taking a deep breath. "Brad Simpson." She said hesitantly.

Tensing up, I looked into her eyes. "Not possible, he was in jail."

"He escaped, came looking for Lauren." She said.

"I hope I killed that bastard." I growled lowly.

"You did." Normani said softly.

Pulling Normani onto my lap, I ignored the pain in my abdomen and pulled her into a rough kiss, pulling her hips down against mine.

She kissed me back softly.

Deepening the kiss, I continued to pull her hips down, moaning as I felt my dick hardening.

She pulled out of the kiss. "Mila. We can't." She said softly.

"We can, no penetration." I breathed out, pulling her down against my growing erection.

She released a low moan, closing her eyes.

"Move your hips Mani." I moaned, dropping my head to the pillow.

She began grinding her hips, moaning lowly and dropping her head onto my chest.

"Fuck." I breathed out, pulling her down harder against my erection.

"Mila." She moaned, grinding her hips harder.

Lifting her head, I pulled her into a kiss, squeezing her hips gently. Flexing my hips and pushing up off the bed slightly.

She moaned into my mouth as she kissed me back.

Pushing my tongue past her lips, I moaned louder and pulled her down even harder, rocking her hips faster.

She moaned, tangling her tongue with mine.

After a few minutes, her breath hitched and her back arched as she released a loud moan, signalling her orgasm.

Stopping her hips, I pulled her back into a kiss before pulling away. "Use your mouth." I whispered, running a hand through her hair.

"Use my mouth to do what?" She asked suspiciously.

"To finish me off Mani." I breathed out, releasing a breathy chuckle.

"Okay. But you can't cum in my mouth." She said, moving down my body.

I bit my lip and grabbed her hair, wrapping it around my hand. "And where am I supposed to cum?"

She shrugged, pulling the hospital gown up my legs.

Shifting my hips as she pulls my boxers down to my thighs, I release a breathy moan as she takes the tip of my erection into her mouth, swirling her tongue over the top.