Fortune (Camren)

Chapter 9: She went without her band?

"There's a degree of deception in silence." - Don Lemon

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Lauren woke up in a cold sweat, her heart beating rapidly as she took in a few large lungfuls of air. She sat up in the bed, the unfamiliar surroundings of the cabin adding to her panic while an owl outside interrogated the night with its question of who who who.

"Lauren? Are you okay?" The motion woke Camila, and she reached to soothingly rub Lauren's bare back, running her palm along the ridges of backbone.

"Yeah, I had a nightmare."

Camila sat up then and hugged the singer, kissing her exposed shoulder blade as she wrapped her arms around her. "I'm sorry, honey. Want to tell me about it?"

"I dreamed we were swimming or you were to be exact and when you got to the edge of the pool, I knelt down and pushed your head underwater and held you there."

"Oh honey, I'm sure it was just your subconscious mind working through our conversation from tonight."

"I was trying to drown you."

"Maybe that means you're worried you'll hurt me." Camila squeezed tighter when she felt the other girl shudder. "I'm not scared," she assured as she moved her hands to Lauren's sides, caressing them in languid strokes. "In fact, if you lay back down, I'll show you just how not afraid I am."

Lauren sighed, expelling the last remnants of unease, "Oh yeah?" she queried, looking over her shoulder.

Camila took Lauren's chin in her hand, drawing her head and body around to face her. "Kiss me," she demanded.

Liquid heat tore through Lauren at the simple command. Camila was hers; they had crossed over the unequivocal relationship border, so now the dark beauty that crashed through her daydreams and pumped through her heartbeats was hers. She could touch her, talk to her, taste her, share with her, make love to her, sleep next to her. Camila was finally really hers.

"I'm yours," Lauren whispered fervently just before she captured Camila's lips in a lush kiss, slowly moving to ease Camila back against the headboard, feeling the chocolate-haired girl's hands as they swept over the planes of her back, encouraging her closer.

Lauren brought her body nearer until their stomachs barely touched, Camila's thighs opening to accept her lover's body yet being robbed of the feel of it as it hovered just above. Lauren braced herself on her hands as she dipped her head to run her lips over Camila's collarbone, tracing the line from shoulder to chest and then kissing down the center to her navel, breathing in the scent of her skin with long inhalations.

Camila whimpered plaintively, the heat from Lauren's mouth making her want more, even as she tried to be patient at the hands of her attentive girlfriend. Girlfriend. There it was. The word pasted itself in Camila's head as she reached to grasp Lauren's shoulders and tried to pull her down.

"Impatient tonight?" Lauren's voice drifted up from her belly, but she couldn't think well enough to respond intelligently, and she felt Lauren's resulting laugh as hot breath that ghosted down between her legs and forced Camila's eyes to shut tightly.

"God!" Camila's cry was wrenched from her throat as Lauren's tongue suddenly touched her, delving softly and deliciously into her core.

Lauren groaned ardently as the body above her began to writhe. This act was always Camila's undoing, breaking her down until she couldn't control her need. Lauren knew she would only have a finite time to savor the intimacy before Camila would demand more, so she dipped her tongue into her lover's opening, wringing a strangled gasp from Camila as she caressed her inner walls.