The secret

Fuck

I had just gotten home from Demi's and I called out for Camila and Lauren. Nothing. Weird.

"Camz? Lo?" I called out once more as I came up the stairs.

I came to Camila's door and I opened it to see Camila on top of Lauren.

"Holy fuck!" I shouted as I quickly shut the door and ran downstairs.

I could hear Camila's voice call after me as I ran and I didn't stop until I got to the basement, Aka our music room.

My face was flushed and I was squirming as I stood. "Sit down, Y/N."
I jumped as I heard Camila's voice from behind me.

"What? No, we are not going to talk about what I just saw!" I shouted as I tried to push through both girls.

Camila grabbed me by the waist and forcefully sat me down, making me whine and squirm.

"I said sit." She said as she glared at me.

Lauren came up and stood beside Camila.
"Look, we're sorry you saw what you did-" Lauren started, but Camila cut her off.

I nibbled on my bottom lip and crossed my legs, squirming a bit.

Lauren watched my body language and blushed when she found out how I was feeling.

"B-Babe..."
"Yeah, I know Lauren. I see." Camila spoke as she looked at my thighs.

Lauren tried to walk over to me but Camila grabbed her wrist. "No, Lauren. We can't."

Lauren groaned and I stood up. "Where do you think you're going?" Camila spoke.

"To my girlfriend's house. If you two can fuck, so can we." I smirked and I was about to walk away when I felt a body press up against mine.

"Remember that moment we had in my classroom Y/N? Don't you dare walk away from me." Lauren whispered into my ear, making me shiver.

"Let her go, Lauren." Camila spoke and I contemplated my options.

I decided to play the bad card and go to Demi's, teasing Lauren and getting her frustrated.

I rushed to Demi's and when I got there, she opened the door.

I shoved her against it and kissed her roughly.

My fingers tangled into her hair as I tasted her cherry lipstick.

A soft moan left her throat, but she pulled away.
"Woah, woah babe. What's gotten into you?" She said as she looked at my frustrated state.

I groaned. "Demi, if you don't fucking fuck me on every inch of this house, I will walk out of here and won't be coming back anytime soon." I said as I frustratedly kissed down her neck.

I felt her length harden against my thigh as I spoke. "You like it rough, don't you baby?" I bit down on her pulse point, soothing it with my tongue.

"Y-Yes Y/N..."
I shoved her onto the couch and straddled her, grinding on her hardening member, under her clothing.

"Y/N please...."
I smirked. "Please what, Demi. Say it." I spoke as I started to grind my hips harder against her.

"Fuck me...." it was a mere whisper, but I heard it. And it gave me the strength to rip off both of our clothes and fuck her there on that couch.

After many rounds on the couch, table, desk, and finally, her bed we laid beside each other and traced patterns on each other's skin.

"Now can I ask what has gotten into you? You're never this....dominant...." Demi spoke as she traced her thumb over my cheek.

"It happened again, Demz..... she did it again AFTER fucking Camila." I had explained what happened in my dream and in the classroom that day and Demi seemed to realize how entirely confused I felt, but she understood.

"What did Camila do?" She looked at me.

"She told her to stop, but didn't physically stop her when she held me from behind." I rolled my eyes.

"I feel like Camila is having this battle in her mind in whether or not she should follow through with Lauren wants. I mean, they are already moved in together, I'm sure they fuck at least once a day." I laughed at that and she smiled.

"Baby, you know I don't care who you fuck. As long as you always come back to me and love me." I smiled and kissed her lips.

"Always Demz." I mumbled against her lips.

"I love you, Y/N."
"I love you, Demi."