Burning Desire (Camren) (GxG)

Chapter 9

I was sitting in the classroom, just a few seats away from the girl with those beautiful green eyes which had seduces me the night before. Everything about her seemed perfect; her curled, brown hair falling down her shoulders, her red, soft and so kissable lips which she used to lick from time to time making me feel goose bumps all over my body. But there was something about her look that kept bothering me. For some reason her stunning eyes refused to meet mine. Even though I was the one who had escaped from that passionate situation we both had been in, she was the one ignoring me now. I could have been eased, after all I was the one struggling with these mixed feelings of irresistible attraction and rejecting attitude and the fact that she was ignoring me made the decision easier whether to approach her or to leave the unresolved sexual tension in the past. However, I wasn't. The need I felt for her to look at me, to be near me and even to touch me was absorbing me. Although I hadn't figured out yet how to interpret my feelings I couldn't disregard the heat growing within me while I stared at her. But why wouldn't she look back? I couldn't read her character - last night she had almost eaten me alive and now she was acting like I wouldn't even exist. Her eyes wouldn't release anything, but I needed to know one thing so desperately;

'What was crossing Lauren's mind?'

Lauren's POV

I was aware of the glance I had become so familiar to over the last few months and I wanted nothing more but to return the look to let her know that I was thinking about her, but mostly just to appreciate the innocent beauty in her eyes. I felt the need to turn around to motion that I wanted her so heavily. My body was aching for her, but I knew it was best to keep her in ignorance of my burning desire from now on, no matter how hard that would be. I had gone the whole hag last night and she had been obviously swamped with me being so open about my feelings and the last thing I wanted now was for her to feel uncomfortable because of me. I didn't know why I cared so much about her well-being, after all I didn't know her at all and I wasn't one of those persons who would hold back their ardent longing for any reason. If I wanted something, I always got it some way or other. But when it came to her, everything was different. First of all, it was the first time I ever wanted a girl, but that didn't even bother me that much. She was just one more attraction to me and I was cool with that. 'You want what you want and you get it, no matter what' was sort of my motto. But she was such an innocent and adorable human being, it was difficult for me not to care about her feelings, too. I remembered her being a total inconspicuous person to me when I first saw her. But then I sensed that there was something about that girl. The way she laughed was contagious, the way she looked was cute and heartwarming and she wouldn't stop watching me. One day I casually noticed her glimpses and from then on I couldn't stop feeling her look following me everywhere I was. First it was kind of irritating to feel observed constantly, but eventually I started to like the sensation of an ever-present companion and I got used to it. I enjoyed every glance and sometimes I couldn't resist so I stared back at her appreciating the way her cheeks slowly blushed during the eye contact. I tried hard to hide my emotions, but every time a noticed her getting nervous because of me, I couldn't avoid to conceive an affection for that brown-eyed girl, since the blush suffusing her cheeks was a perfect reflection of my own feelings toward her. However, my body control was apparently better than hers allowing me to hide the tremble going through my limbs every time I run past her or the growing warmth in my body when we kept visually connected for what seemed like hours. She appeared like such an interesting and tempting person but somehow I knew that she wouldn't be able to handle the growing temptation within me, so I kept away, well at least as far as the mutual attraction allowed me to. Just until the party. That night the craving for her went sky high giving me no other choice but to give in to her. The way she seductively moved to the music, her look being harmless but still tempting at the same time - everything about her invited me in. And it wasn't necessary to ask me twice. I embraced the first opportunity to cave in to the avid longing for her, believing that the taste of her sweet lips would finally satisfy me. How should I have known that the need for more would suffocate me instead? Just at the moment our lips connected she became my insatiable desire. Since I knew that my body wouldn't be able to resist her anymore, I intended to stay away from her, or so I was willing to try. But when I was on my way to our first lecture after the party, I sensed that my will was weak and that I was about to mess up. So I skipped. Anyway, I was soon after overcome by the realization that I couldn't evade the lust that filled me whenever I saw her that way forever. I couldn't skip classes every day to avoid her pure yet provocative smile. I desired her, I needed to be near her and so I began the search for her. I went to every place she could have probably been, finding her finally in the library. I waited patiently, holding back all my feelings and urges until we were the only ones left, alone. I walked over willing to talk, I really had no naughty intentions. But one thing led to another and that's how it came that a few minutes later our lips met once again, fiercer and fierier than the first time. She was melting away and we were just about to become one when she like panicked and left. My body was yelling for me to hold her back, but instead I let her go. I couldn't stand the fact that she had left me behind like that - clueless, confused but worst of all I was horny as fuck. I don't know how I managed not to run behind her pulling her back, but for some reason I did. Probably because I could feel she was struggling with her urges more than I did and I didn't want her to suffer, although I sensed that we had done the only right thing - to be together. But despite every objection from 'inner-megahorny-Lauren', I had made a decision and now there I was, sitting in classes trying to ignore the only thing that truly mattered, all in her interest. The only thing left to do was to figure out WHY I was forcing myself through the nearly painful retention of my burning lust for her just to make an almost stranger feel less uncomfortable.