Wanting You Forever (Camren g!p)

Wanting You Forever (5)

A/N: Hey! The fifth chapter has arrived! As promised, there is a good dose of smut in this chapter but at least we're getting closer to Valentine's Day (in this story and in real life). I see some pretty hot events in Camren's immediate future. Enjoy my fellow Harmonizers!

Lauren hoped up from her stool and walked towards her room to fish out her swimming trunks. She paused she reached Camila's barstool, leaning over the girl and enacting the most seductive and debilitating voice Camila had ever heard.

"You wait until we get in that pool."

A shudder rushed through Camila's body as Lauren disappeared on a trail to her room. Dinah tiptoed back into the kitchen before Camila had a chance to rise from her perch atop the bar stool.

"Hey girl..." The taller girl was whispering for some reason, but Camila obliged and played along with her friend's game.

"Yeah?"

"Come with me. I have something I'll think you'll like." She sang that last part and curled her fingers in a come-hither fashion as she dramatically turned and skipped out the kitchen and down the hall. Camila followed her but kept her distance; knowing Dinah, she wanted to exercise the utmost caution whenever that one had 'something she wanted to show' you.

They walked into Dinah's room where Camila saw 4 suitcases and three smaller tote bags.

"Oh my goodness, Dinah! What the hell did you pack?! We're only going to be here for a couple of days."

"Hush girl. You know I need to look good. And...voila"

The jolly singer flew over to her smallest tote bag, retrieving a tiny red shopping from its depths. She twirled and flashed the package in front of Camila's face, teasing her and dancing to the imaginary music that always played inside her head.

"What is that exactly?"

"Just a little something special for you. I bought it when we were in San Diego back when you and Shawn were a thing, and I thought it would have been nice to surprise him in this on Valentine's Day."

Camila handled the tiny bag with caution, as if opening or tilting it would unleash some toxic chemical. Her curiosity emerged victorious, however, and she slowly dipped her hand into the piles of white tissue paper. Her fingers ghosted the surface of something soft and silk-like, some form of lingerie, or swimwear. Her brows furrowed as she fished around for clues without revealing the article of clothing over which her fingers ran.

"Pull it out, dummy!"

Camila's fingers wrapped around the fabric and pulled it from its entrapment. Her eyes were met with a gorgeously sexy white two-piece bathing suit. She pulled her arms apart, raising the article in the air as she examined the many slips and slices cutting through the material, imaging how her curves would spill out between the slits. The bottom piece was only held together by two thin white straps that would rest nicely along the curves of her hip bone. She turned the material over and smirked when she realized how much of her ass would be free from any confines, her infamous globes and supple cheeks a perfect spectacle for any viewer. The top piece was intended to stick to the undersides of her breasts, allowing the upper portion to spill out over the thin ridges. Something like this surely must have been illegal to wear in public but they were in their villa, sandwiched along the edge of a quiet beach, away from the rest of the world.

"Dinah! Thank you. This looks..."

"...sexy?"

"Yes, it does."