restless love

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because i don't have enough smut stuff, here's smut to cure your hormonal needs (and my own).

i think i can write different topics better in different writing styles. if this is weak as heck, i'm sorry.

enjoy though.

- em :) xx

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"(Y/N), what are you- Oh!" Camila gasped, her back making contact against the wooden surface of the door

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"(Y/N), what are you- Oh!" Camila gasped, her back making contact against the wooden surface of the door.

"You look so good," I mumbled, licking my lips as my eyes trailed down her curvaceous body. I groaned at how effortlessly beautiful she was, humming in approval. This woman was mine. I leant in, ghosting my lips along her bare shoulder, finding the familiar, cold metal clasp to lock the door behind her.

"I should wear these dresses more often if this is how you react," Camila whispered, giggling quietly to herself as I eyed her with a small smirk. I just shook my head, leaning in to lock our lips in a passionate kiss. Her hands shot to caress the sides of my neck, her thumbs delicately gliding over my skin.

The sound of our locked lips audibly echoed throughout our living room, my hands squeezing Camila's thighs before resting underneath them. I lifted her legs up to wrap around my waist, not letting our lips leave each other as I led us to the bedroom. Before I could lay the Cuban down on her back, she insisted on standing on her feet again. Her bottom lip was trapped between her teeth as she pulled away from our intense lip lock, using her hand to slowly unzip and peel away her dress. The fabric pooled at her feet, making a wave of heat spread through my body.

Internally, I was moaning at the sight. I walked forward, Camila stepping back until her body was pinned against the wall again. Her hand grabbed the collar of my shirt, her lips eagerly meeting mine. Her hands glided down the front of my body before taking a tug at the band of my jeans. "Off," she breathed. I complied, unbuttoning my bottoms. Her hand forcefully pushed my shoulders so that I was the one against the wall now, her hands gliding down the sides of my body before yanking down my pants from my waist.

I looked down at her with hungry eyes, chewing on my lower lip as I watched Camila peer up at me lustfully. I kicked away the denim fabric hurriedly, not waiting another second to pull Camila's tempting lips against my own. The Cuban was quick to reciprocate, walking back again until the back of her knees hit the edge of the large mattress in the room.

Her back was the first to meet the mattress, my body following after her. As I hovered above her, my lips dipped down to suck at her neck, my hands grabbing her's to pin above her head. Our fingers interlocked as my body comfortably situated between her legs, my hips slowly rolling themselves against her.

Camila quietly whimpered, her back slightly arching off of the bed as my lips trailed lower and lower. Eventually I released her hands, which immediately moved to tangle in my hair. I didn't mind the small tugs, my mouth traveling down her body as if she were unfamiliar territory.

As I peered into her eyes, they looked down at me pleadingly. Smirking, I returned my attention to her black, lace panties- her inner thighs lightly coated with her arousal. Holy shit. I leant in, letting my teeth scrape her heated skin before biting down at the waistband of the fabric, gliding it down her tan legs insanely slow. The Cuban lightly kicked her legs a little, obviously not enjoying the current pace I was taking.

"Please.." The Cuban breathed out, her hands combing through her sprawled hair as she eyed me pleadingly. I decided to obey, slipping the fabric from her ankles to toss on the floor. My body roamed up to her torso, completely skipping the area that needed my attention the most. My lips lightly brushed against the flushed skin, meeting a tender pair of lips that I loved with my whole heart.

Camila's hands cupped at my face, but she found that it didn't satisfy her need of intimacy, as she immediately slung her arms around my neck to keep our lips meshed against one another's. After some time, I broke the kiss. My lips trailed back down until I was leveled with her dripping arousal, my eyes hungrily looking at the beautiful sight. I peered at my girlfriend one last time, her eyes squeezed shut in anticipation. Camila whined, but it turned more into a squeak as my tongue begun to glide through her damp folds. Her body reacted in the form of a small shudder, her hands palming at her perky breasts.

"More, baby.." The Cuban rasped, arching her back a bit while her hips eagerly rolled against my face. Growling, I slammed her hips down to the mattress, forcefully widening her legs so I had the better advantage.

I complied to her wish, lapping up the juices that spilled from her entrance. My lips moved to envelop her sensitive bundle of nerves in a frenzy of sucks and licks, my tongue causing a mixture of warmth and friction to her core. Camila let out a breathy moan, grasping tightly at the roots of my hair and giving me a few tugs as encouragement.

"Baby," she moaned, her hips struggling to release from my strong grip. "I n-need, ah! I need.." She trailed off, my tongue never ceasing its mission to pay attention to her heat. Without a second thought, I used my forearm to press against her hips as I dug two digits into her entrance, pumping at a slow pace so the Cuban would have time to adjust.

Watching as a thin layer of sweat formed on her tan skin was all I needed to know that I was doing something right. Camila's hands adjusted into her mess of hair, her back arching occasionally- her body shaking in desire.

I leant down, my lips caressing her heated inner thighs. I appreciated everything this girl has ever done for me. She's provided me with love that nobody could ever give me, she's granted me a love that I never knew could exist in real life until now. She was beautiful under my touch, quivering in ecstasy. The moans that escaped her only fueled the flame in the pit of my stomach, my actions impulsive to get the reactions I wanted.

Camila Cabello was a piece of art, and she proved that to me everyday.

Before she could ask for more, I was already ahead of her. An extra finger darted into her core, making a squeak flee from her lips as her body shook in delight. Her heavy pants echoed in our faintly lit room, her hair sprawled on our pillows in every other direction.

"Baby, I'm gonna-.. Fuck, oh my god." The latina whimpered, making me hum in approval. It was those words that caused my fingers to pump furiously against her clenched walls, curling in search of the one weakness I knew where to find.

Camila's toes curled as I freed her hips from my hold, her hips bucked in the air as she unfolded right in front of my very eyes. I gradually slowed down the pace of my fingers, watching in awe at how breathtaking it was to watch the woman I love come undone. Her white, hot liquid coated my fingers, her chest heaving from the overwhelming pleasure she had just endured.

As I pulled away, I brought my body to hover above her quivering body, pressing my lips against her's to which she immediately returned. Her hands went from my shoulders to my neck, bringing me impossibly closer. I broke the kiss after some time, straddling her waist as I licked her arousal from my fingers. The brown eyes I adored watched me intently, a flustered smile on her face as she beckoned me to accept another kiss.

"I love you," I murmured, pecking at her lips before bringing my lips to travel all over her flushed face. A giggle erupted from her mouth as she attempted to push me away, but to no avail.

"Stooop," She whined tiredly, rolling us around in our bed sheets as she curled up against my side. I happily wrapped my arms around her petite frame, laying a sweet kiss to her forehead. "What was that for?" Camila asked, curiously peering up at me with her doe eyes.

"I just love you. So much," I rasped, making the Cuban's eyes soften in delight as she leant up to pepper kisses along my jaw.

"I love you too," Camila whispered before sitting up, bringing a leg over my body to situate herself on my stomach. I raised an eyebrow as the beautifully naked girl leant down so her eyes leveled with mine.

"We've got a restless love, baby."

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