The Love Shack (Camren G!P)

Chapter 2

Lauren's POV

Karla follows me back to my house after her shift. As we walk in I take her hand and bring it to my lips.

“Tell me your name, I won’t be coming back. I don’t want to fuck a stripper, I want to fuck you,” I tell her as we make our way up to my room.

“Camila,” she says. “My name is Camila.”

We get to my room and I turn to face her. For the first time when my lips get close to hers they touch softly. “Camila fits you,” I whisper against her lips.

“Thank you,” she whispers back and licks my lips.

“Are you going to show me what a dirty little girl you are now, Camila?” I ask and my cock cheers when I’m finally allowed to touch her. My hand slips between her thighs and I start to rub her pussy through her pants.

“I’ll show you anything you want.” She shrugs out of her jacket and drops it on the floor.

“This is my last night with you. I want it all.” I grab the back of her head with my other hand and hold her close as my tongue sweeps through her lips.

Camila moans into the kiss and her tongue duels with mine. Her fingers start tugging at my shirt to get it off and she breaks the kiss to pull it over my head. She looks at my bare chest and whimpers before her lips find mine again.

As we kiss I start to walk her back toward my bed. When her legs bump into it I start to kiss down her neck as I work on getting her shirt up.

“Take that off,” I growl and I move my hands down the back of her pants to start pushing them down.

“Bossy,” she breathes and unzips her jeans before she goes after mine.

“I’ve been thinking about eating you for the last year and a half. I’m done waiting,” I tell her.

When she gets her pants to her knees I push drop and pull them all the way off, dragging her panties with them. I drop down, tilting my head and flick my tongue out to rub her clit with my tongue.

Camila sucks in a breath and lifts her leg to rest it over my shoulder. “I hope that’s not your A game,” she smirks.

“Just needed a taste,” I tell her. I look up at her and suck on two fingers to get them wet. As I start to push them into her I ask, “How many times have you gotten off while thinking about me?”

“Mmmm… today or overall?”

“Overall,” I request and I start rubbing her g-spot. I’ve been with enough girls to know how their bodies work.

Camila gasps and almost instantly a fresh wave of her honey starts flowing. “Too… too many to count.”

I stand up. My fingers keep moving expertly over her sweet spot and I wrap my other hand around her throat to hold her down against the bed while I finger her.

“You’re about to cum, I can feel it,” I purr and rub my fingertips a little faster, brushing her clit with my thumb.

“Yes,” she gasps. “Don’t stop. Make me cum for you.”

I hold her down a little tighter. My hand moves faster and it takes less than thirty seconds for her to explode. She’s still gasping for air when I release her throat and lower my head to suck on her clit, flicking my tongue out to lick her honey up every few seconds.

“Yesyesyesyesyes! Fuuuck!” Camila cries out and grabs my hair roughly. “Make that pussy cum again,” she growls.

I suck a third finger and force it in. She’s so fucking tight and it’s going to feel so fucking good when I get inside of her. I continue to massage her g-spot and suck hard on her clit. My pinky starts to tap her ass, letting her know I will be taking her there at some point.