Chapter 50

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A/N: In this chapter: Camren sexy times, Camren discussions, Camren understanding, and Kim/Adrianne.

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Lauren always slept best when Camila was next to her. It was the comfort and security that the brunette gave her that allowed her to let down all of her walls and simply relax, surrendering to her sleep completely. It didn't hurt that Camila had picked up on Lauren's need for skin contact either. If the raven haired woman ever rolled over in the night, it was only a matter of minutes before Camila did as well, wrapping and arm around Lauren's waist. They were proving inseparable even in sleep.

"Lauren..." Camila called for a second time, trying to wake the photographer up. She bounced lightly on the bed with one foot on each side of the sleeping woman, but only received disapproving moans. Only temporarily defeated, Camila sat down, straddling the back of Lauren's thighs who laid motionless on her stomach. "Baby, it's time to wake up. You're going to be late for work and I thought you said you had a meeting today."

"It's been pushed back an hour." Lauren mumbled into her pillow as Camila unknowingly began putting her back to sleep as she ran her hands up and down Lauren's back lightly.

The brunette bit her bottom lip and smirked as she ran her hands from Lauren's back, over her sides to her stomach and then down the front of her body, wedged between her and the mattress. The raven haired moaned as Camila reached where she was going. "Are you awake now?"

"Who wouldn't wake up with that?" Lauren asked with a furrowed brow as Camila began to move her fingers. "Fucking awesome way to wake up...just to let you know."

"Roll over." Camila ordered in a low, husky voice, her lips pressed up against Lauren's ear as she removed her hands. The raven haired did as she was told, turning slowly as not to throw Camila off of her, leaving her straddling Lauren's thighs. "That's better." Camila stated as she slid her hand between the porcelain skin and sweatpants, grinning as Lauren gasped.

Camila lowered her head and captured the photographer's lips in a heated kiss as she began to move her fingers in slow circles. As she sped up, she moved her kisses to Lauren's neck, allowing her to bit her lip to try and strangle her moans. Lauren's hands moved up Camila's sides, one massaging a breast while the other laced into the silky dark locks.

"Is it bad that I love watching you struggle not to scream?" Camila asked teasingly as she pulled away to survey Lauren's face as she worked her closer and closer to the edge. "Is it bad that it turns me on more to see you fight not screaming my name than it does to hear it rip from your throat?" Lauren abandoned her hand on Camila's breast to cover her mouth, preventing her from moaning any louder than she was. Camila's words were shoving her towards the edge in giant strides. "Is it bad," The brunette began, moving her mouth to Lauren's ear as she swapped her fingers with her thumb and slid two digits inside her girlfriend. "That it makes me want to fuck you harder, just to see if I can get you to break?"

Lauren whimpered as Camila began quick and forceful thrusts with her fingers, slamming her thumb to the photographer's clit each time. "Jesus, fuck..." Lauren's hands frantically bounced from her mouth to Camila's shoulder, trying to figure out which would be best to stop her from announcing to the world how good the brunette felt inside of her.

"I want to hear you struggle. I want to feel you clinch down around me. I want to see you cum." Camila pressed deeper inside at a frantic pace, making sure to hit her spot with each thrust and she felt Lauren's muscular inner walls begin to tighten. "Yeah, that's it. Cum for me. Let me watch you come undone." With a few more thrusts and a well placed firm thumb, Lauren did just that. Camila had to add her free hand to the photographer's mouth as a deep guttural moan escaped when she arched off the mattress.

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