All Of Me (Camren G!P)

Chapter 4

Lauren's POV

After a fantastic dinner I follow Camila back to her house. It's a little place on a big lot on the outskirts of town. Lots of shade trees surrounding the house. There's a nice little carport off to the south side of the house where she parks her SUV. I pull up behind her. My truck is bigger and older, but Elmer is the shit. He was my dad's. It was the only thing of her I really wanted after he passed.

I slide out of the truck and follow Camila around to the back of the house. There's a good size deck off the back of the place and even in the dark I can tell it needs to be replaced. It's not even good kindling.

"Yeah, I wouldn't put too much weight on this thing," I advise.

"No, I walk down to the yard to sunbathe and that's about it. I've been holding off on getting a grill until I get it fixed," she tells me.

"Good move." The railing wiggles violently when I barely try to shake it.

"Want the tour or should we just go get naked?" she teases. The flirting has been getting more and more suggestive as the night progresses.

"I'd like the tour, and then I believe I owe you a kiss." I've tried my hardest to behave myself. I think I've done well.

It's not easy with the dress she's wearing. There's a good amount of flawless, golden skin on display that seemed to shermer in the candlelight at the steakhouse. I had a few explicit thoughts about having her for dessert instead of the tiramisu she talked me into getting so she could have a bite.

"It's older, but it had good bones and it felt like a good starter home," she says as we walk into the small living room. "It's two bedroom, two bath." I follow Camila through the living space down the hallway where she points out the front bathroom and the spare room/office. We end in her bedroom. The bed isn't huge, but it will do.

"It's a cute house. I'm flipping mine, doing the work a little at a time. Right now I'm working on retiling the upstairs bathroom," I tell her. Most of us have side jobs to keep us busy or to give us something else to focus on when we're not on shift. It really does keep us from burning out too quickly.

"I've done a little work, like painting everything. I need to get a new toilet before I work on the deck. It works, but I want to get a low flow... Toilets aren't exactly first date convo," she giggles.

"Toilets and vibrators. I'm starting to see why you're single," I tease.

"Hey, now," she laughs. "I'm comfortable with you. I can't stop myself."

"You're cute." I draw her closer to me. "You do have a bed made for miniature people, however. I may have to talk you into staying at my place when I'm not playing Mr. Fix It for you."

"I don't need a ginormous bed for just me. I didn't plan on bringing anyone home." Her arms move up to wrap around my neck. "I don't think it'll be hard to get me to come home with you, though."

"I can be convincing too. I'm not worried about it." I told her I owe her a kiss but I didn't say where. My hands find her hips and her eyebrows rise when I start tugging her skirt up.

"What are you doing with my skirt?" she asks with a playful smile.

"Relocating it." It's the truth.

"Shall I take a step back and take it all off for you?" she offers. She starts to sway, rubbing her tits over mine. That was hot as duck.

"Nope. You can stay right there." I drop to my knees in front of her and look up into her pretty brown eyes. I hold her skirt with one hand and move her panties over with the other. Camila sucks in a breath as I lean in, and for a few seconds I just breathe on her. I can see her nipples getting hard under her dress, and when I finally kiss her lower lips, her eyes flutter closed. She's so warm and smooth, and the noise she makes when my tongue flicks out and taps her clit makes my cock twitch.