Chapter 125

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Camila's POV

I pressed my fingers into her hair, while slowly bringing my head back, letting her lips occupy a larger space.

With my eyes closed I only felt the dangerous caress of her lips all over the place, letting me feel a warmth that was not present until then.

Her strong arms brought me closer and closer to her encounter. With her free hand, I scratched her arm, without hurting.

“Did you come to end my mental health?” she murmured, as ehe lifted her face, until ehe managed to brush her lips against mine, ending any possible response on my part.

She passed her tongue through my mouth, following its outline, until I allowed her entrance initiating the kiss.

Her arms closed around me more and more, I could almost feel her wet skin touching me underneath the clothes.

Her fleshy lips made me want to intensify the kiss more and more. Fucking jesus,
how good is it to feel the explosion of sensations when she touches me like this.

I lowered my hand, to touch her shoulders, caressing her over her robe, while doing that my tongue maintained a fight with Lauren, who tortured me more and more. After the kiss ended, I bit her lips, unable to contain myself.

My fingers tried to hold back the desire to open his robe and touch his wet body.

Lauren joined her forehead to mine leaving our lips very close.

“You have no idea what you do to me” she whispered “I love you like crazy, Camila.”

“You are leaving me crazy with that robe...” I admitted, in a whisper, Lauren started to laugh a little.

“Are you imagining me without the robe?” she asked daringly, while bitting my ear, making me sigh “because the truth is that I'm imagining you without all those clothes...”

“I can't even hear my thoughts when you touch me” I answered, a little blushing “much less imagine...”

“Really?” She pressed my body against hers, while she slowly kissed my cheek. Practically unable to keep her lips away from my skin.

“Now I'm imagining it...”

She smiled, catching my lower lip in hers I ran my hand down her back, caressing her.

“Shouldn't you be getting ready?” I murmured, as she guided her lips back to my neck.

“I should...”

She followed the route, until her mouth brushed over there.

“And why won't you?” I asked, before she left me more exhausted.

“They wont mind if I'm late...” she answered, without moving her lips away from my neck.

She sucked slowly, then distributed delicate kisses across the region, pushing my hair away.

“I love you.” she returned her eyes to my eyes “never forget about that.”

Something in her words created a knot in my throat, as well as a sad pain in my heart.

“I'm not going to forget that because you'll always be close to remind me, is not it?”  I didn't hesitate to ask.

“It's clear that I will, my love” and from the side of her eyes I could see that she wasn't very sure of that.

These last hours around here are terrifying us, because it gives us a lot of time to think, but few to act.

Lauren's POV

Her pink lips practically asked to be kissed every second, in less than ten seconds Camila managed to end my self-control.. or with what little remained of them

“I'm scared..” she murmured, against my chest “honestly, I'm very afraid.”

Although it wasn'tt necessary, I decided to ask.

“Scared of what love?” I caressed her hair.

“What is going to happen, we are creating plans and dreams over practically nothing...” she moved away, looking at me
“at no time do we want to see what is in front of our eyes” her expression was serious

“Miami and Mexico are distant countries, Lauren, although you and I wouldn't like it, that's a fact...” she sighed.

Sitting on the bed “and one of us will have to leave back her life, her family, so that this can happen” she saw me, brown eyes flooded with pain “are you able to leave Drew, Taylor, your parents ... to Chris?”
she said softly my brother's name.

I looked at her, not knowing what to answer. But sooner or later we would end up having this conversation.

“I don't know if I can let go of your hand.”I sat next to her

“You say that because I'm here now” she saw me “and after two months what? We're going to feel exhausted, destitute and hopeless” she sighed.

“ I didn't want things to be so complicated” she let her hands fall on the mattress
“ot is not for nothing that they warn exchange students not to fall in love...”

“And you think I asked to fall in love?”
I know that I shouldn't have exploded, but I was desperate, I don't want things to end like this “I asked to stay in pain? Did I want my first true love to live in another country?”

“I didn't ask for any of that either” she answered, still calm “I don't know why you are exalted” she shook her head
“We won't get anywhere with this fight, Lauren, calm down...”

I sighed, she's right. I just didn't want to have to deal with the truth.

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