Trials and Tribulations

Chapter 79

"Mmm..." Camila murmured, as Lauren's tongue tangled with her own as her small hands automatically found their way round her girlfriend's torso and began to roam her back. Lauren pressed her

weight in to Camila's frame, flattening her girlfriend's' spine in to the ground further, her hands pushing up the bottom of Camila's hoody to expose her soft, delicate flesh to the elements. "We can't..." Camila puffed out quickly, parting them, her mouth missing Lauren's almost immediately despite her words and returning to it without delay. She moved both her hands round to rest on either side of Lauren's pelvis, sucking enthusiastically on the greeneyed girl's lower lip and Lauren reciprocated Camila's eagerness gladly, one knee sliding automatically in between the smaller girls' legs as the fingertips of her right hand traced a faint path along the length of the scar on Camila's left flank. She could feel her girlfriend's skin prickle beneath her touch, her caress causing goose pimples to appear in its wake as if by magic. "Ok," Lauren said simply, her left hand occupying itself by playing with Camila's long sleek hair, apparently ignoring her girlfriend's half- hearted objection. "Lauren," Camila tried to protest again, exhaling noisily, her hands once again ignoring her brains commands to stop and slipping underneath the taller girl's white tank top to rub lightly at her sides. Camila bent one leg up and pressed her knee against the side of Lauren's hip, using it as leverage to pull her girlfriend's pelvis even closer against her. "Yeah babe," Lauren said breathily, retreating from the kiss for a moment to look upon her girlfriend's alluring features, the hand that had been engaged with Camila's hair lowering to rest against the side of her neck. Her thumb stroked the skin there soothingly,

her eyes searching Camila's and making her resolve crumble. "Nothing," Camila said simply, all thoughts of dissent now gone. Lauren brought her lips back down to meet Camila's again before moving their attention to the hollow of the smaller girl's neck where they left a trail of kisses along the line of her jaw from throat to ear. Camila extended her neck at the sensation, exposing her throat even further and silently encouraging Lauren to repeat the process once more. Lauren complied willingly and kissed Camila's neck again as she slid her right hand skilfully along her girlfriend's scar to rest against her ribs. After relishing in the pleasure of Lauren's mouth against the sensitive skin of her neck, Camila turned her head to the side impatiently and Lauren brought her swollen lips back to meet her girlfriend's again. "Mmmm," Camila groaned again, her tongue finding its way back in to Lauren's mouth whilst her hands wandered down towards the waistband of her denim shorts. The fingertips of both hands grazed the flesh of Lauren's hips momentarily before following the fabric round to meet in the middle and play with the fastening at the front. Lauren gasped, a little surprised at the subtle shift in dominance but unsure why; after all, this wasn't the first time that Camila had taken control during similar situations, the memory of when her girlfriend had unapologetically ripped the shirt from her body on the day she'd returned from rehab

coming quickly to mind. Camila struggled to shift her weight beneath Lauren and prop herself up on to her elbows, her abdominal muscles tensing beneath the taller girl's digits which were still stroking her abdomen. "Wait," Lauren instructed; her mouth separating regretfully from Camila's, her mind astutely aware that her girlfriend's clumsy and uncoordinated fingers were struggling with the button of her shorts. Camila obeyed, her hands ceasing the effortful task they'd been preoccupied with as Lauren sat up and on to her knees which was still wedged between Camila's legs as she straddled her girlfriend's left leg. "Here, sit up," Lauren commanded gently, her eyes fixing on Camila's dilated pupils and noticing the way that her chest heaved heavily, her lungs taking in large gulps of air as she fought to catch her breath. She gestured Camila towards her and the smaller girl pushed herself up into a sitting position as Lauren reached down to tug on the bottom of her hoody. She pulled it up over Camila's head with some difficulty to reveal the form fitting grey tshirt that she wore beneath it then discarded the sweater to one side hurriedly before finally turning her attention to her own attire. Her fingers nimbly manipulated the button of her shorts and when it was finally unfastened Camila reached up and took hold of Lauren's shirt, pulling it back off her shoulders, Lauren shrugging out of it easily so that it fell on to the blanket behind her. Once Lauren was free of it, Camila wrapped one hand round the back of her neck and settled the other against the middle of