NOTE: Just a heads up, Camila and Lauren aren't YET in a relationship, right now they still 'hate' each other, so it's normal for them to fuck whomever they want for now. And in this chapter there's going to be a little threesome scene between Lauren, another girl and Ryan; if you don't want to read it, just skip that part. But don't worry, because this is a CAMREN fanfic ;)

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A few knocks on the door brought Lauren back to reality, she was still kind of spacing out ever since the moment Camila left the bathroom. In her mind, she wanted only one thing: to cum. A few more knocks made her hurry, the brunette straightened her clothes and looked at the mirror to see her state.

A mess. She was a complete mess.

She opened the tap and threw a bit of water on her face, straightening her hair in the best possible way, and then she grabbed a towel to dry her face. Luckily, she was using waterproof makeup, or she'd look even worse.

She grabbed her clutch bag and took a deep breath, to then open the door and come across Ryan, who had his arm raised, ready to knock on the door again. The boy smiled and pulled his hand away, letting it fall to his side.

"Is everything alright?" The British boy asked suddenly, studying Lauren's pale face.

The brunette almost widened her eyes. Was her state so deplorable to the point that she looked like she was going to be sick?

"Yes..." Her voice was barely heard, and Ryan raised one of his eyebrows, as if he doubted that. Lauren saw there a good excuse to distract her mind. "To tell you the truth, I'm not feeling very well..."

"Do you want to leave?" He asked.

She flashed a broad smile, leaving Ryan even more confused. "I want to drink more, I don't think I drank enough."

"You sure?"

"Absolutely! Come on."

[...]

Lauren didn't even remember Camila anymore at that point. Although she still had an absurd urge to fuck. Ryan had excused himself to go talk to some friends, leaving Lauren with a few acquaintances in the middle of the makeshift dance floor. She was moving her body from side to side, not even caring about the slight dizziness she was feeling. She had a smile plastered on her face, and that was when her eyes landed on that woman.

Lauren froze instantly, blinking a few times to focus her vision and find out if she wasn't hallucinating. The woman looked like an angel, she couldn't be real. The lights flashed again and Lauren could see the beautiful redhead better. The woman smiled at her, noticing the brunette's gaze on her.

"Hi." Lauren smiled when the redhead greeted her, quite close to her. "My name's Lindsey."

"I'm Lauren." Lauren said in an almost weak way, she was really drunk.

Lindsey laughed, wanting to tell her that she knew who the brunette was, but it could come out wrong. The actress could think that the redhead just wanted to take advantage of her. Which wasn't a total lie, but Lindsey had other plans.

Great plans.

"Babe..." A breathless Ryan approached Lauren, putting one of his arms around her shoulders. He raised his eyebrows, surprised at the beautiful woman who was with her. Lindsey flashed a smile that could be considered seductive and cute. "Hi..."

Lindsey held out her hand. "I'm Lindsey."

"Isn't she hot, babe?" Lauren asked Ryan, looking at him.

The British boy opened and closed his mouth several times, not sure what to answer, causing his 'girlfriend' to laugh.

"Lindsey, are you dating anyone?" Lauren asked the woman.

"No, I-"

"Great, come with us." Lauren didn't even wait for the redhead to finish speaking, she just grabbed her by the hand and pulled her through the crowd.

Ryan just decided to follow them, he was a bit curious about the brunette's intentions.

They barely reached the bedroom and began to take off their clothes. Ryan was in charge of locking the door and checking to see if no one had seen them.

Lauren exchanged glances with the beautiful redhead, making her smile and walk towards her. Lindsey held the brunette's face in her hands, inching their mouths closer to then press their lips together. They gasped, initiating a slow, sensual kiss. Ryan ruffled his hair even more, sliding his hands down his defined abdomen until reaching the button on his pants.

Everyone in the world should participate in a threesome at least once in their life. And Ryan had already participated in four, that one will be his fifth.

"Your mouth is delectable." Lindsey whispered, pulling her lips away from Lauren's with a loud pop. Blue eyes met green, in a palpable intensity. "Do you fuck as delightfully as you kiss?"

Lauren almost felt her cheeks heat up, but then she smiled, bringing her hands to Lindsey's waist.

"I think I'd better show you." That was all the brunette said before pushing the redhead towards the huge bed, causing Lindsey to fall on the mattress and her gorgeous hair to spread across the sheet.

Lauren got on top of Lindsey, positioning herself between her legs. They went back to kissing, both of their hands sliding all over their bodies shamelessly. Ryan was fascinated, he took off all his clothes, because he felt his body on fire. He sat down close to them on the bed, to have the most privileged view before joining them to have some fun as well.

Lauren looked at him as she moved down Lindsey's body, her mouth marking the woman's light skin with wet, lingering kisses. The redhead arched her back, her hands pressing the brunette's face between her legs against her pussy. She lifted her hips, moving them against Lauren's mouth.

Ryan gripped his shaft, starting to masturbate himself in the pace at which Lauren moved her tongue. If she went fast, he would too. If she went slow, he would slow down. The air inside the room was hot, maybe on fire was the best definition. With the alcohol running through their veins, the three of them intended to make that last all night long.

"Come here..." Lindsey called him, trying to hold back the moan that wanted to leave her throat.

Ryan got on his knees, moving towards the redhead so she could suck him. He placed his extremely hard cock between Lindsey's pretty lips and slowly pushed it in. Lauren moaned at the sight of that scene, she didn't think she'd feel so much arousal at the sight of that. It made her want to eat the redhead out even more.

"What a fucking wonderful mouth, fuck!" Ryan moaned, his voice deeper than usual, sexier. He closed his fingers around the woman's red hair, making her move her head faster to swallow good part of his dick. Lindsey moved one of her hands to one of his thighs, moving it higher to his ass to push him further inside. "Fuck!"

Ryan almost lost control when Lindsey moaned on his cock, a consequence of a hard suck that Lauren gave on her clit.

[...]

The sun was beginning to rise. Lauren had her nails dug into Ryan's shoulders, moaning in his ear with every thrust. Lindsey just watched the two of them, recovering from a tiring orgasm marathon.

"Harder! Fuck me harder." Lauren ordered, her voice coming out almost like a growl.

Ryan let out a breath of air, holding Lauren's ankles to spread her legs and penetrate her deeper and harder.

It didn't take too many minutes for the three of them to be lying side by side. Exhausted, but satisfied.

None of them would forget that night.

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On the next day, Lauren felt her head throb a little. Ryan had woken her up. He stopped by a Starbucks on his way to her place, and he had also bought medicine for headaches and a morning-after pill. He entered the dark room where the brunette was lying, with a glass of cold water in his hand and the bag with the medicine in the other.

"I brought meds for your headache. Are you feeling sick?" Lauren just shook her head, sitting up on the bed slowly. It had been so long since she had drunk as much as she did last night. "Here, drink some water and then take the painkiller and," he removed the boxes from the bag, turning on the nightstand lamp, "this pill here too."

"The morning-after pill? You came inside me?"

"A little." He admitted, scratching his head awkwardly. "I was worried you weren't going to remember anything."

"How could I forget? Last night was incredible." She smiled after taking the pill. "I just don't remember if I got that redhead's phone number. Do you remember if I got it?" She asked him.

"I don't think so, but I did." Lauren lifted her hand so that Ryan would high-five her. "We can repeat it one of these days." He suggested.

"Absolutely." She handed him the glass and lay down on her bed again. "But now turn off that light and lie here with me, I'm very tired."

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"Ready?" Lauren heard Steve, the tattoo artist, ask, and she just nodded her head before closing her eyes and squeezing Ryan's hands.

The British boy had accompanied his 'girlfriend' to the tattoo parlor, she was determined to get a tattoo. The hum of the machine rumbled through the room, making Lauren shudder slightly. The boy noticed that and held back his laughter, or she'd probably change her mind.

"Just close your eyes and relax, babe." Ryan encouraged her, and Lauren let out the air trapped in her lungs, feeling the tip of the needle come into contact with the back of her neck, the place she had chosen for the tattoo.

She felt a slight tickle, but not the kind of unbearable pain she was expecting. She felt more relaxed and let a smile appear on her lips. Upon seeing his 'girlfriend' smiling, the British boy smiled as well. Steve was focused on drawing the dragonfly design, it would be a tribute to the brunette's late grandmother Grace. The brunette had commented several times that since her grandmother's passing, she used to see dragonflies everywhere.

So she was going to pay tribute to Grace.

*A few minutes later...*

"And... there you go. See? It didn't hurt, did it?" Steve asked, amused, when he finished the last details of the tattoo.

Lauren opened her eyes and waited for the tattoo artist to back away from her so she could get up. It really hadn't hurt at all.

"It looks great." Ryan assured her, and Lauren smiled eagerly.

Steve, who had moved away to pick up the small mirror, approached again and handed it to her so that she could see the result.

"Wow!" She exclaimed, open-mouthed. The tattoo looked simply perfect and she loved the result. "It looks really good. You nailed it! Thank you so much, Steve."

Lauren lifted her right hand so that the bearded, tattooed man would high-five her. They both laughed and Lauren got up from the chair to straighten her clothes. Ryan followed Steve to pay for the tattoo. The brunette couldn't stop looking at her nape through the mirror, admiring the tattoo.

[...]

"How are you feeling?" Ryan asked as he parked his car in the garage of Lauren's building.

He looked at the brunette who had a broad smile on her face. He was curious to know how she felt after getting her first tattoo.

"I feel kind of rebellious." She confessed, and the two of them burst out laughing. "But I loved the tattoo, I won't be able to stop looking at it."

"I felt that way too when I got my first tattoo." He said with a smile. "So, what do you want to do now? Shall we go up and eat something? I have to rest because later I have to catch the flight back to London. We have rehearsals and I need to be there with the boys."

Upon hearing that, Lauren's smile died slowly. She loved the company of best friend, whenever he came to spend a few days with her, they were the best of the best. And every time Ryan left, her only company was the solitude of her big apartment.

"Babe... Stay a few more days..." She asked, almost begging, and the British boy pursed his lips.

He wanted to stay, wanted to stay there with the brunette, but he had commitments, and he knew he couldn't miss any of them. Although looking at Lauren and seeing her so sad with his departure almost made Ryan change his mind about the trip. He liked her a lot, more than he should, but, above all, he liked to take care of her and be close as a good best friend should do.

"Don't pout, babe." Ryan asked, and then he poked Lauren's bottom lip with his fingers, making her smile a little. The boy sighed and leaned back against his seat. "I'll be back in fifteen days, and then I'll stay a whole week with you, okay?"

Lauren's face brightened when she heard that, she unbuckled her seatbelt and jumped from her seat to Ryan's lap, covering the boy's face with kisses. He smiled happily at the sight of his best friend's pleased expression.

[...]

Lauren watched Ryan pack his suitcase. The brunette was sitting on the edge of the bed while the boy folded his shirts and put them carefully inside the suitcase. The British boy's phone rang, it was Jerry telling him that he was already waiting for him at the entrance of the building.

"Shall we go? But please stop pouting, you know I can't stand to see you like this." Ryan asked sorrowfully; seeing the brunette sad broke his heart.

Lauren controlled her urge to cry and got up from the bed, running towards the British boy to then jump on his lap. The boy smiled and hugged the brunette's waist.

"I hate when you leave." She grumbled against his chest, burying her face there.

[...]

The two of them arrived at the airport at last, and luckily there were no fans there, since everyone thought that the British boy was already on his way to London on the flight that departed earlier, but the boy was going to use the group's private jet. It was faster and more comfortable as well.

Lauren had her sunglasses on to disguise her swollen face due to her crying. Ryan didn't let go of her hand not even for a second, stroking it to relax the brunette. The two of them were sitting near the boarding gate where the British boy would have to go through.

"Lolo..." Upon hearing the boy calling her, the brunette turned her face to look at him. "Smile for me?" A pout formed on his lips, and Lauren even tried not to smile, but the boy blinked his eyes several times in such a cute way that the brunette couldn't help but laugh.

"You don't play fair!" Lauren exclaimed and poked Ryan's waist, and the boy just shrugged laughing.

The two of them continued laughing and joking around until Jerry informed that the jet was ready for takeoff.

"Remember what I told you. Take care, and I'll be back in fifteen days to spend the week with you."

"I'm going to miss you a lot." Lauren's voice came out choked, her eyes and throat burned such was the strain she was doing not to fall apart.

Ryan pulled her into his arms, wrapping her with his body, and the brunette felt complete there, she'd never deny how good the British boy was to her, it was clear.

"Don't cry... You're going to make me lose my flight just so I can take care of you."

Lauren felt like begging for him to do it, but she knew that the boy had commitments with his record label and friends, she couldn't be selfish to that point. That was one of the reasons why she hated that distance. Ryan cupped Lauren's chin and tilted the brunette's face up, pressing their lips together in a kiss full of affection that didn't go unnoticed by the onlookers who recognized the couple and recorded the moment.

"I'll be back before you know it."

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*Two days later*

Her head was heavy and her senses were disoriented. She grunted when she opened her eyes at once, her temples throbbing, and the bothersome pain made her cuss softly a few swear words and immediately close her eyes. She wished she had some medicine to quell that unbearable pain.

"Well, well, well... Look who finally decided to wake up."

The brunette's body stiffened at the sound of that voice, that damn, sweet, fucking sexy voice. Lauren lifted her face and hesitantly opened her eyes, blinking a few times until her vision focused on the person in front of her. Her heart jolted violently in her chest, pounding in rapid beats per second upon coming across Camila standing a few feet away from her. Her gaze wandered quickly over the Latina's body, which was covered by a long, thick black overcoat.

"What..." The brunette's voice died when she felt a cool breeze hit her body, she widened her eyes and swallowed hard. And then it hit her, and she became aware of her real situation: she wasn't wearing her clothes, she was half-naked. She tried to bring her hands forward in order to cover her almost nakedness, but something prevented her from doing so. It was something cold and it seemed resistant. "What the fuck is this, Camila?" She demanded angrily, her anger spreading through her body mingling with her nervousness.

She was half-naked God only knew where, handcuffed and in Camila's presence. Could that get any worse?

Camila let out a loud laugh when Lauren's face contorted in a painful and frustrated expression as she couldn't free herself from the handcuffs.

"I'm going to play with you, sweetheart. Isn't it clear to you yet?" The Latina tilted her head to the side and flashed an ironic smile.

Lauren clenched her jaw and wished more than ever to be free of those handcuffs so she could slap Camila.

"Play with me? What the fuck is your problem, you crazy motherfucker? Who do you think you are to grab me out of nowhere and bring me to..." The brunette swept her eyes around the place to try to recognize where she was, but she was unsuccessful, she could only see that it was a bedroom. A very luxurious one by the way. "I don't even know where." She continued, sighing in frustration for not knowing where she was. "Camila, let me go now!" Lauren ordered through clenched teeth, and Camila threw her head back, laughing at the top of her lungs.

The Latina's laughter echoed loudly in that room, which made Lauren get even more angry.

"You are in no position to demand anything here, Lauren."

"Release me, you stupid bitch! I'm going to kill you!" The brunette shouted.

Camila tsked and shook her head, admonishing Lauren's offenses. The Latina walked in slow, menacing steps towards the brunette, who cringed on the metal chair where she was handcuffed to.

"I only see one bitch here, my dear Lauren." Camila brought her right hand to the back of the brunette's neck, gripping Lauren's hair tightly. Her face contorted with the pain caused by Camila's tug. "And I'm looking at her right now." Lauren's pupils dilated, but not because she was aroused, but because of the hatred that grew inside her, she wanted to kill Camila. "You're only going to get out of here when I want to, if I want to."

Lauren shuddered due to Camila's dark voice tone.

"What do you want from me?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Lauren furrowed her eyebrows, showing her confusion. Camila lowered her torso, almost touching the brunette's mouth with her own. "I want to have fun with you, to make you cum so hard that you'll lose all your senses." The warm air in Camila's mouth blew against Lauren's face, leaving her inebriated with the minty breath that the Latina exhaled. "I'm going to fuck you. So hard and good that you won't even remember your own name."

Lauren shivered at Camila's threats, she knew that the Latina would fulfill every one. The brunette's body heated up, she felt aroused, and she cussed her libido for not being able to resist that demon in overcoat. Camila released the brunette's hair and took a step back.

"Let me go." Lauren ordered in a small voice, though her order had sounded in a way that seemed that she was begging.

Camila shook her head and turned her back to her.

"Are you ready?" The Latina asked.

No!, Lauren shouted in thought since her voice didn't come out.

Camila let out a laugh, picked up the box that was near the door and opened the lid, taking out her special object.

"I hope you're ready." The Latina turned to face Lauren, and the brunette widened her eyes when she noticed what was in Camila's hands.

"You're not thinking that you're going to spank me with that whip, are you?"

Camila raised one of her eyebrows, surprised by the brunette's audacity, even though she was trapped without options. She approached her prisoner and looked straight into her eyes.

"How many times will I have to repeat that you are in no position to make demands here?"

"You- SON OF A BITCH!" Lauren seethed in a mixture of disbelief and pain when Camila hit the whip on her left thigh.

The Latina smiled, loving to see the pained expression on the brunette's face.

"Have I ever told you how sexy you look when you cuss?" Camila slid the tip of the whip over the reddened area on the brunette's thigh, and Lauren practically growled. "Especially when you cuss me, it turns me on."

Lauren tried to kick Camila, but the Latina had already premeditated that, so she had also cuffed the brunette's ankles as a precaution.

"When I get out of here, I'm going to cut off your head and shove it up your- FUCK, CAMILA!" Another lash of the whip, now on her right thigh. The brunette's skin burned, but not as much as her body. Lauren hated herself for liking and enjoying that whole situation.

"If I were you, I'd think twice before opening that mouth of yours to threaten me." The Latina smiled devilishly and slid the tip of the whip on the brunette's thighs, sliding it towards Lauren's sex, and she closed her legs to prevent the Latina from proceeding. "Don't be a petulant little girl, Lauren. Open your legs." Camila ordered firmly.

Lauren shook her head and increased the pressure between her thighs, trapping the Latina's whip there.

"I don't-" The brunette bit her bottom lip to suppress her scream when the Latina hit a hard slap on her leg.

"Spread your legs, now." Camila looked at the brunette in a threatening way, and Lauren was so intimidated that her legs opened on their own. "Good girl." The Latina smiled and lifted her whip, to then make it collide with the side of Lauren's thigh a few seconds later.

"Bitch!" Lauren seethed indignantly, she just wanted it all to end. "I hate you." The brunette hissed almost voiceless.

"But your pussy doesn't, in fact, she loves me." Camila smiled arrogantly. "And that's all that matters." She countered dryly, and Lauren inflated her nostrils, the brunette hated when the Latina acted in a prepotent way.

"What are you going to do?" Lauren asked, intrigued, as she watched Camila kneel down in front of her.

The Latina didn't say anything for a few seconds, just looked up, meeting the brunette's curious look.

"I'm going to release your legs, and you're not going to do anything, are we clear?" Lauren didn't answer immediately, she was stunned. "Lauren!" The brunette nodded her head and Camila smiled.

The Latina grabbed the handcuff keys from the pocket of her overcoat and opened the lock, and within seconds the brunette's ankles were free.

"Spread your legs." Camila ordered.

The brunette obeyed without hesitation, and Camila smiled.

"What about my hands?" Lauren asked.

"Not yet."

Lauren pressed her lips together to control the urge to scream for the Latina to release her, but she knew she'd end up receiving more lashes from the whip and she didn't want that. Camila unclasped Lauren's garter belt, leaving her panties free so that she could take them off. The brunette just watched everything with attentive eyes, every movement of the woman kneeling between her legs.

Camila placed both her hands on the underside of Lauren's thighs, and the brunette shivered at the contact. The Latina's thumbs started making circular movements on the brunette's skin as her hands slowly slid towards Lauren's throbbing sex.

"Hot..." Camila murmured when her thumbs reached Lauren's groin. She trailed her right index finger, tracing an imaginary line from Lauren's pubis to the entrance of her pussy covered by her panties. "So wet..." The Latina whispered, sliding her fingers over the dampness concentrated in the area of Lauren's entrance. "You never disappoint me."

With her ring finger, Camila hooked it to the side of Lauren's panties and pulled the fabric forward, sliding her index and middle finger under the fabric. Lauren sighed when the Latina stroked her folds.

"Mmmm..." Lauren moaned softly when Camila pressed her middle finger on her clit.

The Latina smiled, loving to see the way the brunette surrendered herself easily to her.

"I could fuck you right now, you're so wet, I could just slide my fingers inside you..." The Latina moved her fingers up and down Lauren's slick folds, as the brunette bit her lower lip to not beg Camila to fuck her once and for all. "What am I going to do with you?" The Latina asked more to herself, her mind creating thousands of possibilities.

With her other hand, Camila tugged the brunette's panties more to the side, having more freedom to move her fingers. She lowered her middle finger to Lauren's tight entrance, pressing it in that area, to then look up.

"What a greedy girl you are." Camila scolded Lauren in an amused tone when the brunette pushed her hips forward, making Camila's finger enter her.

"Camila..." Lauren whispered in frustration, and the Latina smiled, pulling her finger back.

"Ask me. Ask me to fuck you. Come on."

The Latina slowly slid her finger back in, and Lauren threw her head back, closing her eyes. The brunette pushed her hips forward and grumbled when the Latina removed her finger from her pussy.

"Dammit, Camila. You know what I want."

Camila laughed.

"I do, but I want you to ask me."

Lauren threw her head back and let out all the air in her lungs, she wanted to cum, more than anything, but she didn't want to have to ask for it. Her being handcuffed to that chair was already embarrassing enough. She lifted her head again and looked down, Camila was still there, motionless, with her eyes fixed on the brunette.

"You want me to ask you?" Camila nodded frantically. Lauren wet her lips with the tip of her tongue and sighed. "Okay, come here, I want to say it in your ear."

Camila hesitated for a few seconds, but the naughty smile that graced the brunette's lips was making her excited. The Latina got up and supported her hands just above Lauren's knees, leaning her body forward and leaving her ear close to the brunette's mouth.

"I want you to fuck me, hard, nonstop. Turn my legs into jelly like you always do." The brunette whispered softly, with a seductive and aroused voice, instigating Camila. "Come on, Camila, make me cum for you intensely. Show me what you got."

Lauren's last sentence came accompanied by a nibble on the Latina's earlobe, and the woman shivered and growled softly with the brunette's teasing. Camila backed away from Lauren and looked into her eyes, both their gazes burning with arousal.

"You want to cum?" Camila knelt down between the brunette's legs again. "You want me to fuck you?"

"Get on with it, Camila! I-" The brunette's demand was cut off by the hard slap she received on the lower part of her left thigh; the slapped area heated up in seconds.

"Shut up and spread your legs."

Without hesitation, Lauren did what the Latina ordered. Camila spread the brunette's legs further apart, she wanted full view of what she longed for, desired and needed.

Sex with Lauren was no longer a matter of honor or fooling around, it was much more than that... Camila needed it, it became a necessity, and the Latina needed to prove to the brunette that no one would make her cum like she did. Absolutely no one.

Camila slid her two index fingers along the hem of Lauren's panties, and played with the elastic of the fabric until she trapped it between her thumb and index finger. The Latina looked at Lauren, who kept her eyes fixed on the Latina's hands. In a swift and rough motion, Camila gripped the hem of Lauren's panties with both hands and pulled it to the sides, causing the fabric to rip and Lauren to moan at the violence of the act.

That was hot and arousing., the brunette concluded in thought.

Camila's mouth watered upon coming across Lauren's rosy, wet pussy. She slid both hands down the brunette's thighs and inched her face closer to her goal. Their hearts were beating in the same uneven pace. Lauren was on fire, and if the Latina took too long to give her what she wanted, the brunette would surely go crazy.

"Oh... Mmm..." A soft, hoarse moan escaped Lauren's mouth when the warm air from Camila's heavy breathing blew against her pussy lips. She tried to close her legs to soothe the throbbing sensation between her legs, but Camila's firm hands prevented her from doing so.

"Don't close your legs or I'll cuff you again." The Latina threatened in a rude, imposing voice tone.

Lauren just swallowed hard and tried to relax to control the insane beating of her heart. Not being able to control herself anymore, Camila placed a peck on Lauren's clit, and the brunette gasped on the chair and closed her eyes.

Mouthwatering., Camila thought as she inhaled the feminine scent of Lauren's arousal.

The Latina's body was on fire, she needed to quench her thirst. She opened her mouth and pulled the bundle of nerves between her lips, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked it hard. Lauren moaned loudly, praising that mouth that had brought her to the brink of insanity so many times. The Latina snaked her tongue in quick movements on Lauren's clit, causing slight spasms in the brunette.

"Fuck..." Lauren let out without being able to control herself and moaned loudly when Camila sucked her clit hard again. The Latina began to move her head back and forth, as if she was suckling the little bundle of nerves. That drove Lauren crazy. "Oh my God, yes, yes, yes..." She began to chant when Camila increased the pace of her movements.

The inner walls of Lauren's pussy were closing around nothing while Camila sucked and nibbled her clit. A loud pop sounded in the room when the Latina released the bundle of nerves.

"Mmm..." Camila moaned, sliding her tongue down, snaking it through Lauren's folds and heading towards the brunette's tight entrance.

Camila grabbed the back of Lauren's knees and pushed her legs up, leaving her more open and free to explore her with her tongue.

"Camila..." Lauren uttered the Latina's name amid moans as she felt the woman's tongue enter her pussy, and for a moment she wished she were free so she could push the Latina's head against her.

The brunette tried to close her thighs at all costs to press Camila even more against her, but the Latina's firm hands prevented her. Then, Camila pulled her tongue slightly out to then thrust it back in as hard as she could. Lauren threw her head back and moaned loudly, begging all the gods for the Latina not to stop, it felt wonderful.

"I could," Camila murmured as she pulled her tongue out of Lauren's entrance, "eat this pussy out forever." She thrust her tongue back in and pulled it out again. "I'd never get tired."

That being said, the Latina buried her mouth between Lauren's legs, sliding her tongue up and down, circling her clit and penetrating her with her tongue. Lauren moaned and writhed on the chair, begging for more and more, and Camila obeyed, she met all of the brunette's requests.

"Faster... Oh my... Just like that... Don't stop..." Lauren let out as she felt a pressure concentrate in the entrance of her sex.

Camila penetrated her again with her tongue and that was enough for the brunette to feel her body give a strong spasm followed by small tremors. Her legs wobbled and a sweet ache spread in her womb, and with a loud moan, she came. So hard that her sight blurred.

Camila continued to eat her out, drinking all the cum that the brunette had gushed. But still, she didn't feel satiated; Lauren was going to pay for making her wait so many days before she opened her legs for her again.

"I've never tasted such a delightful pussy." Camila confessed sincerely, and put Lauren's legs on the floor.

The brunette's body was still trembling and she let out soft moans, feeling the effect of the overwhelming orgasm. Camila got up from the floor and sucked her own fingers, cleaning the remnants of Lauren's sweet liquid accumulated in them. The Latina grabbed the other handcuff keys from her pocket and stood behind the brunette, and in a matter of seconds Lauren's hands were free... for now.

"Come on, there's still a lot of things that I want to do to you." The Latina put her hands under Lauren's armpits and lifted her from the chair.

The brunette almost fell because her legs were still shaking; she even opened her mouth to ask Camila was she was going to do, but she didn't find her voice so she just sighed. Camila walked with the brunette to the middle of the room, and the Latina reached up with one of her hands and pulled a rope that was attached to the ceiling. In the tip of the rope there was a thick iron hoop.

"What are you going to do?" Lauren finally managed to ask.

Camila left her standing and crouched down to grab another pair of handcuffs, these were leather. She put one side of the handcuff through the hoop and then grabbed Lauren's hand, handcuffing it. She did the same with the other, leaving the brunette standing and tied to that rope.

"I wish I could photograph you like this." Camila revealed, analyzing Lauren from head to toe.

So hot and submissive., that was all the Latina thought of as she looked at Lauren like that.

"But it's okay, I'll commit it to memory, because I'll never be able to forget this."

"Camila!" Lauren grunted when she received the first spank on her left buttock.

The Latina smiled when the area turned red. She lifted her hand again and spanked the brunette again, now on the right buttock. Then, she placed both hands on both buttocks and caressed them; she had an adoration for Lauren's ass, it was so soft and perky.

"I love your ass." Camila commented without ceasing to stroke and squeeze the brunette's buttocks. "I'd love to do so many things to it." She pressed her body against the brunette's back and brought her hands to her waist. "To tell you the truth, everything about you is hot."

The Latina trailed her hands up the brunette's curves and moved them to her breasts. Lauren purred when Camila squeezed her breasts, pressing her nipples with two fingers. Camila brought one of her hands to the brunette's hair and tossed it over her other shoulder, and then placed little kisses on the woman's free shoulder, up her neck, jaw until reaching her ear.

"Open your legs." The Latina ordered in a whisper, using and abusing her seductive voice tone.

Lauren shivered at that and did as she was told. Camila ran her fingers down the valley between Lauren's breasts and continued moving down slowly, heading towards the brunette's belly. She touched that area calmly and then moved her fingers further down.

Mine., the Latina thought possessively; and without warning, she slapped the tip of her fingers against Lauren's clit, causing a delightful pain there.

"Oh..." The brunette moaned, she felt her clit hardening again and felt herself getting turned on again.

"Push your ass out and spread your legs as wide as you can." Camila ordered in her ear, and Lauren quickly did as she was told. Camila groaned softly. "Just like that..."

The Latina stroked Lauren's pussy lightly, moving her fingers slowly up and down. The brunette moaned softly, tightly clutching the rope where she was handcuffed to as to not fall to the floor.

"Oh... Camila..." Lauren whispered in a moaned way and rocked her hips against Camila's fingers.

That movement was the apex for the Latina, and she moved her index and middle finger down to Lauren's entrance and penetrated her at once, dragging a loud moan from her.

"Moan more, I want to know how much you like this. Do it." The more Camila asked, the more Lauren moaned. The Latina's movements inside the brunette were fast and precise, and she hit Lauren's pleasure spot several times, making her roll her eyes in pleasure. "Tell me how good it feels."

"Oh... yeah... it feels so good."

"You're gonna cum hard for me?"

"Yes." The brunette answered in a small voice, and Camila smiled, speeding up her movements.

Lauren's breasts were bouncing since Camila was now thrusting into her with more force, but the brunette was far from feeling any pain. The Latina smiled when Lauren's pussy walls began to close around her fingers, crushing them almost completely.

"You have such a greedy pussy, look at how she swallows my fingers." Camila whispered, completely turned on, close to Lauren's ear, driving the brunette even more crazy. "Cum for me. Cum real hard on my fingers."

"Camila, Camila, Camila..." The brunette chanted Camila's name, her body shaking violently. Lauren felt that this time her legs wouldn't support her weight.

"Yeah, just like that... Fuck..." The Latina groaned.

Lauren arched her back and slowly rocked her hips against Camila's fingers, which were still moving inside her. The Latina smiled, she could cum just by making Lauren cum. It was one of her favorite sights.

"N-no..." The groggy request slipped from Lauren's mouth when the Latina removed her fingers from inside her.

Camila smiled and held the brunette's waist firmly until she recovered. The smell of sex inside the bedroom was intoxicating, it was driving both of them crazy.

"Just a little more, and then I'll let you rest for a few minutes." The Latina said.

Lauren widened her eyes, she wouldn't survive another round so soon, and she was sure she wouldn't survive any of the others. She began to pull her arms down in an attempt to free herself, but it was useless.

"Camila, no. Enough! I'll end up dying this way." Lauren begged in desperation, struggling against the handcuffs furiously.

This woman is crazy, she wants to kill me, I'm sure., the brunette thought with dread as she tried in vain to free herself.

Camila ignored Lauren's pleas and knelt down behind the brunette, moving her hands to her ankles.

"You're not going to die. The worst that can happen is you passing out from exhaustion." The Latina said as if that was normal, and Lauren huffed. The brunette stopped trying to free herself, she knew that it was useless and that she didn't have any other choice but to let the Latina satiate her desire. "I promise I'll be a good girl and let you rest for a while afterwards."

Camila parted Lauren's buttocks and slid her tongue between them. Lauren moved her body away and moaned embarrassingly loud. It was a completely different sensation to have Camila caressing her in that area that had never been touched by anyone else before.

Dammit, that's so-, the brunette's thought was interrupted when a moan escaped her mouth.

"Oh..." Lauren moaned softly as she felt Camila's tongue circle her clit.

The Latina snaked her tongue over that little bundle of nerves and sucked it into her mouth, to then release it and move her tongue down, sliding it into the entrance of Lauren's pussy.

Camila gripped Lauren's buttocks firmly and pressed her tongue in the area that separated Lauren's entrance from her anus. When she felt that contact, Lauren's legs faltered, but luckily, the Latina was holding her firmly.

"Oh my... Oh!" Lauren moaned really loud when Camila began to make random circular motions in that area. No one had ever done that to Lauren, she didn't know she was so sensitive there. Camila moved her tongue from side to side, up and down, circling and dragging her teeth in that area.

After a multiple and rather intense orgasm, Camila decided to take it easy on Lauren, the brunette was exhausted. With a lot of difficulty, the Latina freed the brunette from the handcuffs and managed to carry her to the huge double bed that was there.

"Please... I can't take it anymore..." Lauren whispered rather groggily, and Camila smirked, removing the strands of hair that had fallen on the brunette's face.

"Relax. I'm going to let you sleep now, I think I went too hard on you."

Camila jumped on her bed with her hands on her chest, she was panting and sweating. She blinked several times, looking around to get a sense of where she was. She sighed in relief when she saw that she was in her bedroom and that everything had been just a dream.

A fucking wet dream.

"That woman is going to drive me crazy." The Latina grunted as she threw herself back on her bed, grabbing her pillow to put it over her face.

She sighed, her mind reliving the so realistic dream that she had just had about Lauren.

And now Camila knew that she wouldn't be able to sleep, because she had only one constant thought on her mind: a Lauren completely submissive to her.

Too bad it was just a dream, the Latina thought sadly.