Not Weak, Just Stronger

Chapter 4: The Apple Doesn't Fall Too Far From The Tree

"I missed this," Lauren husked in her ear.

Their bodies glued together as Lauren moved back and forth, Camila trapping her between her legs with hers wrapped around her waist. Lauren nipped at the skin on her neck and Camila clawed her sharp nails down Lauren's back, leaving a trail of red marks as evidence that Lauren was hitting it right.

"I missed you," Camila breathed before a moan emitted from the back of her throat. Her back arched and lifted off of the bed while Lauren continued thrusting in and out of her. The green eyed girl wrapped her arm around the small of Camila's back and assisted her in bucking her hips so she'd go deeper. "Lauren..." she sighed.

"Say it again."

"Lauren," Camila's voice was high and soft. Her toes curled as the tension continued building in her abdomen and muscles.

"Louder," Lauren quickened her thrusts and yanked her hair down, attacking her neck with kisses.

"Lauren!" Camila cried out and moaned loud enough for Alessandro to hear. He didn't wake, despite the bed rocking and their heavy breathing. Lauren pressed her down against the mattress and flipped them over to lie down on their sides. She hooked her arm under Camila's leg, bent it, then lifted it high enough for her knee to come next to her face. Lauren slid back in and rolled her hips, moving slowly but roughly inside her.

"Look at him," she sucked on her earlobe then dragged her lips further down to her neck. She picked her head up, hovering over Camila from behind and smirked. Lauren whispered seductively, "He doesn't make you feel this good, does he? He doesn't make you feel wanted the way I do."

"Only you," Camila tilted her head back to bring Lauren's head down for a sloppy, heated kiss.

Lauren wrapped her hand around Camila's neck and started to squeeze. She growled at her, "Only me? That's what you say to everyone, right, baby? Or would you rather me call you slut instead? That seems more suitable for you."

"Yes, please," Camila parted her lips and released a high pitch moan in surprise when their skins started to slap. She reached back and placed her hand on Lauren's hip, forcing the other woman to move harder and faster.

"Worthless. My pretty little toy to use up then throw away."

"Uh-huh," Camila agreed, rotating her hips as she pushed her ass back against Lauren. She was coming, she felt it. "Amor..."

"That name means nothing to me," said Lauren, coldly.

Camila shuddered and her muscles started to spasm as her orgasm hit her. Lauren degrading her amplified the shocking pleasure coursing through her body, causing her to scream out and hold on tightly to what she thought was Lauren...

Lauren wasn't there anymore.

"Camila?"

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"Camila??" Alessandro tapped her shoulder.

Before opening her eyes, she realised she was rocking her hips and had her thighs squeezed tightly together. She was having an actual orgasm but Alessandro interrupted it. Now she was just pissed and intensely annoyed with the man.

"What?!" she hissed.

"You were moving a lot. What were you dreaming about?" he asked, moving closer to her beneath the covers. He kissed her cheek then shoulder while stroking her arm.

'Oh shit,' she thought. Definitely about the wrong things with the wrong person. Camila moved but felt an uncomfortable amount of wetness dripping down her thighs and everywhere else. She huffed and pulled the covers off her body, leaving Alessandro alone as she disappeared into the bathroom and slammed the door shut. She finished herself off, brushed her teeth, put her hair into a temporary ponytail, then walked out and told him: