Chapter 46: Hom(e)icidal Ideations

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July 31st, 2024
Wednesday, 2:10am - Miami, Florida

Camila pulled away from the kiss then she settled back between Lauren's spread legs and held her hands, aligning their vulvas under the covers. She bent one leg over Lauren's hip and angled her body diagonally before she started to ground down and roll her body, feeling the friction and stimulation on her clit. The A/C blasted to mask the sounds and Lauren had the TV playing as well so no one could hear them. Lauren moved the blanket a little lower onto Camila's waist then held onto her hips as she rolled her own, rubbing their clits together. Her green eyes concentrated on Camila's small frame and her long chestnut tresses that cascaded down her shoulders and breasts. She tried to enjoy the view and even forced Camila down harder in hopes to get lost in their sex—Camila interrupted her own sleep for because she just missed Lauren—but it was getting harder to focus and be present.

"Right there," Camila sighed quietly, rocking faster. She slipped from their juices pouring out of them, leading her to hold onto Lauren's hip bones and stay in a steady position, now rolling in a circle as their clits bumped and brushed firmly. Camila moaned with Lauren and shivered from the cool air and teases of her orgasm creeping up on her. "I'm so close, amor, don't stop."

Lauren thought they were lucky—to be doing this because of free will and because they wanted to do this and weren't forced. She started to feel guilty. Sickened for enjoying sex and sickened at the thought of it. Alessandro hasn't left her mind and neither has any images of those poor girls she saved and couldn't save. If she had given up on Camila when she was with Alessandro, Camila would've most likely stayed with him and have been sold into trafficking the same way María did. Thinking about her fiancée in that God awful situation gradually started to make her angry.

"Do that again. Fuck, Lo. Fuck me," Camila whimpered and released a soft, high pitched moan. Lauren realised she was becoming aggressive and sunk her nails deep into Camila's skin. The younger Latina liked the pain and was telling her to do anything that caused her pain, pleasure would follow after.

In one swift movement, Lauren moved them out of the covers and tackled Camila down onto the bed, pinning her against the mattress. Camila grinned and squealed excitedly, pulling Lauren's face down to hers so their lips met in a tender kiss. It lasted shortly as Lauren moved her face to bury deep into the crook of Camila's neck, her warm breath hitting her skin as she pushed and curled her fingers inside of Camila, tapping relentlessly at her g-spot. Camila's hips bucked wildly and she trembled beneath Lauren's touch, bending her knees in the air.

"Come on, baby, come on! Come," Lauren urged with a whisper. The sounds of Camila's arousal mixing in with the movements of her quick fingers was a lot better than the gunshots going off in her head.

"Laurennnn," Camila dragged out with a low guttural moan. She squirmed beneath her and grabbed the back of her head, clutching her thick wavy hair. "Oh yes...oh this feels so good. Come here," Camila picked Lauren's head up and brought their lips together, locking them as their tongues swirled. She moaned into Lauren's mouth and sighed, murmuring in a sultry voice, "Deeper.."

Camila brought her fingers lower and lubricated them before dipping two inside of Lauren, giving her the same treatment. Lauren shuddered and clenched her walls around Camila's fingers, her mouth hung open. She tapped harshly inside of Camila as she bucked her own hips and brought her face down into Camila's shoulder, panting with a mixture of desperate moans. Her body thrusted and moved up and down with Camila's, her muscles flexing as they both chased their orgasm. Camila came first and got lost in the high of her orgasm, her body shaking with pure euphoria. She creamed all over Lauren's fingers and the sheets below them, panting with her fiancée that slowly pumped her fingers inside of her.

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