Camila Cabello is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude girl named Lauren, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters...
(a/n: GUYS I FEEL BAD FOR NOT UPDATING OMG IM SO SORRY BUT IM BACK) (I repeat, this is a Lauren G!P, so if you dont like g!p then sorry this book is not for you... Please continue ENJOY THANKSSSS)i didn't proofread so sorry for any mistakes if there are any... im not perfecto so dont judgo
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"Say it, Camila" She says into my ear then takes my ear lobe between her teeth. I nod again, this time harder. "I need you to say it baby, out loud so I know you really want me to" Her hand travels down and under her t-shirt that I am wearing.
"I want to" I rush the words and she smiles against my neck, her mouth continuing her gentle assault. She doesn't say anything, instead she grabs my thighs, lifting me higher onto her torso and begins to walk out of the water. As she reaches the bank she lets me go and I whine, inflaming her ego even more but I don't care. All I know is that I want her, I need her. She reaches out for my hands and pulls me up onto the bank with her.
I am unsure what to do so I just stand on the grass, Lauren's shirt is heavy and soaked with water. "Do you want it to be here? Or my room?" She asks and I shrug nervously. I don't want to go to her room because the drive there will give me too much time to overthink what I am about to do.
"Here" I say and look around. There is no one in sight and I pray that no one will come here.
"Eager?" She smiles and I roll my eyes. The heat in my body is slowly burning out the longer Lauren's touch is not on me. "Come here" she says in a low voice and the heat returns.
My feet pad quietly across the soft grass and I stop only inches from Lauren. Her hands immediately reach for the hem of her soaked t-shirt and she peels it off of my body. The way she looks at me alone drives me crazy, my hormones are out of control. My pulse speeds up as she looks my body up and down one more time before taking my hand.
"Lay down on the shirt" She says and moves down to the ground with me. She lays me onto the wet shirt and leans herself up on her elbow to hold her weight so she is laying on her side, facing me as I lay on my back. No one has ever seen me this exposed before and Lauren has seen so many girls, girls much better looking than me. My hands move up to cover my body, Lauren sits up and grabs both of my wrists and pushes them down to my sides.
"Don't ever cover up, not for me" she says and looks into my eyes.
"It's just.." I begin to explain but she cuts me off.
"No, you will not cover up, you have nothing to be ashamed of Camz" does she mean that? "I mean it, look at you" she says, seeming to read my mind.
"You've been with so many girls" I point out and she frowns.
"None like you" I could take her answer many different ways but I choose to let it go.
"Do you have a condom?" I ask her, trying to remember the few things I know.
