At the end of the game, Ryan moved away from Lauren only for a few seconds, he was going to greet some acquaintances while the brunette talked on the phone with Lucy. It took long minutes for the British boy to return, which left Lauren impatient. She was hungry and she wanted to get out of that place soon, all those people talking too much was irritating her to the extreme.

"Did I take too long?" Ryan appeared beside Lauren, making her turn to face him with a serious look. "I'm sorry, really. But I ended up meeting some friends and lost track of time."

"I'm hungry." She grumbled, handing her purse over to her 'boyfriend' so he could hold it. "Can we stop by Subway?"

"Whatever you want, babe." He held her by the waist, bumping their hips together. Lauren smiled, standing on her tiptoes to seal her lips with Ryan's, catching him by surprise. "Give me a real kiss." He asked.

"Then grab me right." Lauren shot back almost like a grumpy child. Ryan smiled mischievously, grabbing the brunette more firmly and taking her lips with his. He felt like laughing when he felt her gasp in his arms. "Wow."

"Better?" He asked with a chuckle.

Lauren nodded her head, a little out of breath. This time Ryan had really kissed her with intensity. He laughed at the sight of her like that, it was fun to tease her.

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So much unnecessary exhibitionism, Camila thought, rolling her eyes several times as she saw the many pictures of the kisses exchanged between Ryan and Lauren at the stadium the day before.

"I just wanted to understand why people do these things? No one needs to see a live attempt at procreation." The Latina grimaced, closing her Twitter app. She threw herself on her back on her bed, sighing loudly. "I'm dying of boredom." She started to think about where she could go, or who to call.

When her phone started ringing right after.

"If it's for sex, I'm ready." Camila said, holding back her laughter.

"Stop being nasty, Cabello. I like dick, not fingers." Camila laughed at Dinah's grunts, it was always funny to mess with her. "Get ready, we're going out." Dinah ordered.

"Did you even think to ask me if I want to go out?"

"You want to. Now get up and go shower." Camila got ready to counter, but fell silent when she heard other voices. Dinah wasn't alone. "You have exactly fifty minutes to get ready, or we'll take you the way you are."

Camila couldn't even dispute that, because as soon as Dinah finished talking, she immediately hung up.

"What a bi..." The Latina pressed her lips together, huffing. "Fifty minutes isn't enough time at all. How can she think I'll be ready by then?" She grumbled as she headed towards the bathroom.

On the way, she started thinking about what clothes she'd wear, she should've asked Dinah where they were going, but she knew that the taller one would never tell her.

The only option would be to take a risk, and Camila hoped to get it right.

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"I can't believe I agreed to come here. It's so crowded that I can't even breathe right." Lauren complained for what should be the tenth time in Ryan's ear.

They had just arrived at the party, and the brunette felt incredibly impatient. He smiled, resting his left arm over her shoulders to hug her. The years of familiarity taught Ryan how to deal with Lauren's grumpy personality.

"Stop complaining so much. You need to have some fun. You want better company than me?!" Lauren couldn't help but smile. Ryan smiled, satisfied, and cupped her chin with his free hand, pulling her into a quick kiss. "Let's go get something to drink, you get more loose when you're drunk."

He held her hand firmly yet carefully and pulled her through the crowd in search of the bar. It didn't take long for them to find it, and the two of them ordered a shot of tequila. It was the best way to start.

Was there a better way to start the night than with a shot of tequila?

Lauren clapped her hands excitedly, she loved that sensation that resembled fire inside her body every time she drank tequila. Ryan smiled, watching her, he knew that she'd start loosening up the moment she drank.

"I want a drink with a lot of vodka." She asked in Ryan's ear, and he nodded and called the bartender to order some drink.

Lauren looked around, the duplex apartment where the party was taking place was really big and full of people. She began to move her hips from side to side and then felt someone standing behind her, gluing their bodies.

"Your drink, my lady." Ryan whispered in her ear and handed her a drink called Blue Hawaiian. "Do you want to dance a little?"

Lauren nodded her head quickly, taking a sip of her drink from the little straw as if it was water inside the glass. She simply loved vodka. The two of them found a good and a not too crowded place to dance. Ryan put his hands on Lauren's waist, moving his hips in the same rhythm as hers. It didn't take long for the brunette to feel light, turning her back to Ryan and swaying her hips nonstop.

Camila could hardly believe what her eyes were seeing. Even with that clown behind Lauren, she was loving to see the brunette so loose, swaying her hips in such a sensual way.

What a small world, the Latina thought, with a broad smile. It never crossed her mind that she'd find those two here.

Ryan and Lauren moved with great sync, he had loose hips and accompanied his girlfriend in almost all the movements.

Camila wished to be him to have Lauren swaying her hips like that for her.

She continued watching the two of them, sipping her drink tranquilly. By her account, it was already the third drink that Lauren had drunk. Camila wondered if the brunette wanted to forget something that night, because she was drinking as if there was no tomorrow.

"What are you doing, imbecile?" Dinah appeared behind Camila, she appeared to be annoyed with the Latina. "We're waiting for you to come back with our beers and here you are, standing still like one of those security guards."

"Sorry, I ended up getting distracted." The Latina apologized quickly, looking at Dinah with puppy dog eyes. "Come on, let's get the beers and take them to our group."

"There's no need, Dylan already went to get them with Tyler." Dinah said, and walked away slightly staggering.

Camila ended up laughing, but she knew that at the end of the night she'd have to take care of Dinah. The Latina looked back to where Lauren was, but she didn't find her, so she looked around quickly. A broad smile appeared on her lips when she saw the brunette heading towards the bathroom with Ryan.

She just needed to get the clingy boyfriend away from her.

[...]

"Ryan, I want to go to the bathroom." Lauren spoke in his ear. She was pressing her legs together, because she really needed to pee.

All those drinks weren't only altering her state, but her bladder as well. They were both sweaty from dancing and drinking.

"I'll walk you there, come on."

The two of them sneaked through that crowd and made their way to the hall where the two bathrooms were. Lauren almost jumped with joy for not seeing any queue at the bathroom door. The brunette informed the British boy that she'd be quick and that she'd be right back. The boy nodded and leaned his back against the door, supporting his left foot against it. He pulled his phone from his pocket and checked his messages and his social media accounts.

*@RyanSmith: A beautiful night with my girl...*

And he pressed the button to tweet. In a matter of seconds his mentions were filled with his fans, Lauren's fans and their shippers freaking out. The boy smiled nonstop as he read some tweets. He was pleased with the positive reactions, that they accepted their relationship, even if there were some people who were against it.

"Ryan!" The British boy looked up and looked for the person who had shouted his name, and soon enough he found him. "Come here quickly." A redheaded young man who was with a group of girls called him.

Ryan was a bit hesitant about whether he should go or not, but he didn't think it would be a problem, the other guy wasn't too far away and he'd find Lauren when he was done.

Inside the bathroom, the brunette finished washing her hands and retouched her makeup, then putting her lipstick inside her clutch bag and closing it. She straightened her hair and smiled at her reflection, and then she walked over to the door and held the knob, unlocking it. A smile was on her face, but her pleased expression fell when she came across the person she least wanted to find.

"Look who's here, I think today is really my lucky day." Camila flashed a cheeky smile as she faced Lauren, who was now paler than before.

Before the brunette could react, the Latina closed the space between them and pushed her back into the bathroom. Lauren balled her hands into fists, feeling like punching the annoying person in front of her.

"What do you think you're doing, you stupid idiot?!" Lauren demanded, feeling extremely angry.

Camila didn't answer right away, she closed the door first, locking it.

"I'm not doing anything, yet." She emphasized the last word, and smiled in a dark way that made Lauren shiver. The brunette's legs wobbled and she had to support herself on the sink behind her to keep from falling to the floor. All the alcohol in her body wasn't helping either. "I haven't even started yet and you're already wobbly. Always ready for me."

Camila approached Lauren, who didn't have time to dodge. The Latina pressed her hips against the brunette's and pressed her body to hers, feeling the warmth that she exuded.

"Stop this! My boyfriend is right outside." Lauren asked with the little bit of sanity that she had left. She still felt a little sober, but not enough to control her own desire. Much less to resist Camila and her damn skillful hands.

"Funny because I didn't see anyone out there." Camila inched her mouth closer to the brunette's exposed neck and brushed her lips there, and Lauren's breath faltered. "How stupid of him, to leave someone as beautiful as you alone in this place full of predators ready to jump you."

"The only one who wants to jump me is you..." Lauren countered in a small voice.

Camila bit the brunette's white skin and ran the tip of her tongue over the place to sooth the slight pain she caused. The Latina felt the smell of alcohol, she knew she couldn't go beyond some teasing with her. She didn't want to take advantage of the brunette, she liked the surrender more.

"You smell so nice today..." The Latina ran her nose on the curve of the brunette's neck. Her right hand rested on Lauren's sculpted waist, where she squeezed hard, causing the brunette to sigh. "This dress looks so good on you. You look like a full course meal."

"Don't do this..."

Lauren pressed her eyes together, and in thought she prayed for someone to take her away from there, or for Camila to just leave and leave her alone. She knew that she could never stop that, even though she'd promised herself that what had happened between them were just accidents.

"I missed feeling your warmth under my lips." Ignoring the brunette's plea, Camila continued to run her lips on her skin, taking advantage of the generous neckline of the blue dress that Lauren was wearing. "I love the taste of your skin." The Latina murmured against the valley between Lauren's breasts after running her tongue over that area, causing the brunette to shiver and to get aroused. "But there's one place that's more delicious than your breasts." She squeezed the brunette's breasts, dragging a soft moan from her, which Camila loved to hear. "More delicious than any other part of your body."

"What place?" The question slipped from Lauren's mouth before she could stop herself.

Camila slid her hand that was on the brunette's waist towards her thighs, and she kept sliding it towards the middle of the brunette's legs. Lauren's body stiffened when she understood the Latina's intention.

"Here... Your pussy." The Latina slid two fingers over the damp fabric of Lauren's panties. "So hot and wet... it makes me want to eat you out until I feel your legs wobble and your taste coating my lips. Swallowing everything you give me, because I simply love your taste."

Camila stimulated Lauren's throbbing clit over the fabric of her panties. The brunette moaned softly and her hips were already moving on their own. The delightful touch mingled with Camila's seductive voice was driving Lauren crazy.

"Camila..." The brunette's voice sounded like she was begging for more. She didn't even need to ask Camila because the woman already knew very well what she wanted.

The Latina gripped with both hands the hem of Lauren's tight dress and lifted it with a force that made Lauren gasp. Within seconds, the Latina was on her knees between the brunette's legs.

"Your scent makes me inebriated." Camila revealed, inhaling the brunette's arousal deeply. The Latina put Lauren's left leg over her shoulder and pulled her panties to the side. She looked at the throbbing pussy in front of her and felt her mouth dry, an urge to lick every inch of that rosy, delicious pussy took over her. Without being able to control herself, the Latina gave a long, hard lick from the bottom up, circling the brunette's clit. "Your taste... fuck! There's nothing better."

The Latina tugged Lauren's panties more to the side and buried her mouth in her pussy. Lauren moaned a little louder than she should have and covered her mouth with the hand that was free, since the other was in Camila's hair, pressing the Latina's face against her pussy.

"Oh... Camila..." The Latina's body heated up even more upon hearing that 'Camila' that sounded more like a moan than anything else.

The Latina focused on the brunette's clit, sucking it hard and then running her tongue calmly, as if caressing that bundle of nerves. Lauren's hips came to life and she practically rubbed her pussy all over Camila's lips, chin and against the tip of her nose.

"I... I..." The brunette murmured amid moans against the palm of her own hand.

Lauren's legs began to tremble, her womb contracting frantically, and her pussy walls began to close around nothing, informing her how close her orgasm was. Noticing that, Camila pulled her mouth – very unwillingly – away from Lauren's pussy, and put the brunette's legs on the floor. Then, she got up from the floor. Lauren widened her eyes when she could no longer feel Camila's mouth taking her to heaven.

The brunette felt more drunk now than before.

"I already delighted myself with your taste." Camila smiled arrogantly and moved towards the mirror to straighten her hair and to see if the little adventure with the brunette had smudged something on her face.

Lauren was staring at the Latina in utter disbelief, she couldn't leave her high and dry like that.

"Camila! You can't leave me like this!" Lauren demanded, or rather, ordered, and stomped her foot on the floor.

Camila looked at the brunette out of the corner of her eye and smiled.

"I can, and I will." The Latina turned to face Lauren, who maintained a 'I want to cum' expression on her face. "If I remember correctly; someone told me that she'd never have sex with me again, so..." She shrugged and blew a kiss to the brunette before turning to the door and unlocking it.

The Latina closed the door behind her and smiled victoriously. Let's see how long it will take until she comes begging me to fuck her, Camila thought with a smile as she walked towards where her friends were. She managed to affect and bewilder Lauren and she would still end the night with a beautiful woman on her bed, a woman she'd been eyeing since she got to the party.

Nothing would ruin her perfect night.

[...]

In the bathroom, Lauren was still leaning against the sink, swearing and cussing Camila a million times in her thoughts. Fucker, idiot, asshole, imbecile, bitch..., those were her thoughts as she kept her hands on her face. She still felt her pussy throbbing, she needed to cum, but she didn't want to have to do that on her own. She wouldn't admit it, but she wanted Camila to make her cum.

"Ugh! I fucking hate that bitch! Oh, but payback is a bitch." She seethed, and rested her hands on the sink.

She heard her phone beep and looked for her purse, which was lying on the floor near the toilet. She walked over to it and picked it up, to then open it and grab her phone. She saw that she had two text messages, one from Ryan and the other... She swallowed hard and opened the second one. Her blood boiled even more when she read the content of the message.

Camila: Think about me and my tongue when you cum later.

Lauren felt the urge to go after the woman and choke her; but she wouldn't give Camila the taste of having the last word.

Lauren: Think about me and my pussy when you fuck some random girl because you know that no other compares to mine. Have a really bad night (: