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NOTE: On the top you'll find a special song. A song made by Paolla Sion based on The Stripper. That's right, this fic has a theme song. Listen to it, it's amazing ;) For a better reading listen to the song "Get Away by The Internet" when I tell you to on the chapter :)

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Camila Cabello Jauregui's Point Of View

Before I could think about what was going on there, the light cannon lit up in the center of the main stage, on the body of the beautiful woman. My heart pounded in violent and frenetic beats. I knew that body, better than anyone. And it was now leaning against the pole dancing pole. She had her head arched back, letting her long hair fall on her back like a beautiful waterfall. A red overcoat, high heels and a mask.

I swallowed hard, static.

-Lauren?

I simply couldn't believe in what I was seeing, it was her, or rather, it was Michelle. The woman held the steel pole with both hands, as she slowly walked around it. Under the white light of the spotlight, I could see Lauren's silhouette move graciously in tune with the sound that flooded that place. It was a scene I never thought I'd see, and I confess, it was one of the best of my whole life. I sat on the chair set for me, right in front of the stage. Today, I would be just a mere customer, like one day she was for me. The mysterious air that flooded the place was totally exciting and tempting. Lauren stopped beside the steel pole, moving her body slowly from one side to the other, while with both hands she unbuttoned the overcoat that covered her body. I swallowed hard in the exact instant she turned her face to the side, letting a smile laden with lust escape her lips. Michelle partially removed her overcoat, first showing her shoulders, never stopping moving her body. She turned on her heels, now stopping in front of me. Lauren's green eyes, I mean, Michelle's, had a deep and intense glow. I breathed slowly, without blinking once. The thick fabric of the red overcoat fell to the floor, making me stop breathing for a split second.

Wow.

Lauren was wearing a red lace lingerie, with stockings and garter belt. The tight fabric in her body stood out on the white skin of my newest and only stripper. It was a kind of corset totally laced, being connected to the garter belt that supported the stockings that covered the woman's thick legs. Should I comment on the tiny panties she was wearing? My thoughts bubbled with the eager sight of how that piece could be on the back. And Michelle, like a good girl, didn't take long to show it to me. And God, Lauren's back was practically bare. The narrow ribbon that held the corset was properly interlaced, so that in a short time I could remove it with just one pull that would break the small loop at the end, very close to her ass. Which in that instant was covered only by the thin piece of fabric of her panties. And the garter belt, of course.

-You want to kill me... – I whispered.

She smiled, probably reading the words that came out of my lips. With the black high heels, she walked again closer to the pole, turning her back to me. Michelle moved her hips, back and forth several times. Showing how God had been generous with her body, more precisely with her ass. She was holding the pole with both hands, as she swayed slowly. I was simply mesmerized by that sight, with every little movement she did. She turned her face to the side, showing a sexy expression, which even covered by the black mask, it was noticeable the sexual content. I crossed my legs, squeezing them a bit hard. The stripper turned forward, still holding the pole, now over her head. And slowly she lowered herself, rubbing her body on the stainless steel. Lauren opened her legs and stared at me.

Fuck...

The sight of Lauren Jauregui wearing only red lingerie and a small mask while dancing sensually on the pole was at least surreal. I felt my whole body heat up, and that shiver down my spine. Only God knows the dirty thoughts in my head right now. She had that smirk on her lips, as if she knew exactly the deplorable state in which she was leaving me. Lauren lifted her body, turning her back to me again. And to my total surprise, the woman with an unknown skill by me, suspended her body off the floor, holding the pole. Her thick thighs locked themselves there while she slowly dropped her hands. In a perfect sync with the music, Lauren moved her body. As if the sensual beats that flooded that environment, controlled the movements performed by her.

The long and dark locks fell like a beautiful waterfall, leaving her shoulders completely showing. Michelle held the stainless steel pole with both hands and dropped her legs, opening them to move her body there. The movements alternated from slowly and sometimes fast. I felt as if the whole world had stopped there, as if there was nothing but that woman. Was it exactly like this that she felt when she saw me dance? Without even the slightest contact, Lauren was causing a boiling of pleasurable sensations in my body. Seeing her in such a sensual and sexual way in that moment was driving me completely crazy. Swiftly, she clasped her legs around the top of the stainless pole and lowered her body, staying upside down. Her hands touched the floor, to then climb up again.

Impressed, aroused and completely surprised. She had a wonderful flow, as if she had trained hard to reach perfection. And I didn't doubt that. Lauren's determination was evident in any goal she wanted to achieve. And to seduce me, it should be one of the easiest for her. After all, she doesn't need much to have someone desiring her, much less that someone being me. The woman got off the pole, putting her feet on the ground again. All while dancing perfectly to the music. Her skin was a little more shiny, perhaps because of the sweat from the effort. Her movements clearly conveyed something sexual, filled with lust and sensuality. She slid her hands from her long hair, down her neck, breasts, stomach. I closed my hands into fists when I saw her slide her delicate hands over her pussy, down to her thighs. I felt my sex throbbing with that tempting sight.

Son of a bitch.

Lauren knelt on the floor, arching her head back, leaving her neck totally free. I felt my mouth salivate with the damn urge to kiss every little detail of her skin. She moved her body, as if she was rubbing herself on something beneath her. Just as she did when she was fucking me. Her hands were holding her hair while her hips moved in a slow and continuous back and forth. She wanted to kill me. My pussy was completely wet because of Lauren. And all I wanted most in that moment was to possess her right there, without the slightest shame or delicacy. She opened her eyes and through the mask stared at me with that challenging look.

That fucking look that is able to wet your panties.

Michelle stood up and walked towards the small staircase. My heart sped up the pace, bursting into violent and desperate beats at each step the stripper took towards me. I felt my breath mismatch. For a split second I closed my eyes, when I heard the noise of the ice moving inside the metal bucket that was on top of the table. I opened my eyes, and Michelle served a glass with champagne. I stared into her eyes, without saying absolutely anything. Lauren didn't smile and didn't dare to speak. Delicately she handed me the glass, which I took care of bringing to my lips.

-Surprised, Mrs. Cabello Jauregui?

Lauren's voice was raspier, perhaps it was the arousal that consumed us. The place that a few minutes ago was cold, now was hot as hell. The sound of Lauren's heels echoed amid the end of the song. Now she walked around the chair on which I was sitting.

-Extremely surprised.

My throat was dry, even tasting the delicious champagne that she had just served me. I straightened my body in the instant that she rested her hands on my shoulders, squeezing slowly. Lauren lowered her head, leaving her lips close to my ear.

-I said I would come back with a surprise for you, Camila.

(*Play song*)

Before I could speak, or at least try, Lauren stepped forward and sat on my lap. With a leg on each side of my thighs, staying wide open for me.

-Happy birthday, baby.

My pussy twitched at the end of that sentence. Lauren stared at me. And I didn't dare take my eyes off hers. She wrapped her arms over my shoulders, circling my neck. To then start moving her hips on me, back and forth, slowly. I felt my body on fire, our breaths were heavy and panting. Without taking her eyes off mine, she swayed, according to the beat of the music. The tables had turned, now she would torture me as I always did.

-You are killing me, Lauren.

-Michelle, my name is Michelle Morgado tonight.

She arched her neck back, letting her hair fall back disheveled. Her neck was now totally free for me and I didn't take long to take advantage. With the tip of my tongue I slid from the beginning, near her collarbone, to the tip of her chin. Lauren's chest rose and fell in a mismatch breath. My hands rested on her thighs, where I squeezed. Lauren didn't dare to take them from there, she was as much as I asking for more contact between our bodies. So much so, that she moved with more intensity. Her pussy rubbed on me with some force.

-You'll drive me crazy. – I whispered.

-I'll give back everything you did to me during all these years. – she said when she looked at me, removing the coat that covered my body.

Lauren got up slowly, making me cuss inwardly. But didn't take long to sit again. Now she had her back to me as she swayed slowly on my lap. The arousal consumed every cell of my body, taking over my thoughts, my actions and everything that moved me. Lauren in that moment owned me. My eyes went down her back, to her ass, which rubbed deliciously on my pussy.

-I want you.

The woman left her spine upright, turning her body a bit to the side to look at me. All while dancing on me.

-How much do you want me, Karla?

I held her waist, helping her move her hips from one side to the other. I was sweating and so was she. The temperature there was devastating. I wanted to get rid of all the pieces of clothing that covered us.

-So much, I want you so much, Michelle. You are making me so fucking wet.

She smiled and bit her lower lip.

-Do you think it's fair? Are you seeing what you did to me during all this time?

My hands went up from her waist to her breasts. I closed my palm on them, squeezing slowly. Lauren sighed heavily, but didn't stop.

-God, I know! I don't regret it, I would do it all over again.

-You would?

-To have you like this today? Yes.

Michelle smiled cynically and stood up. Stopping in front of me.

-We are only in the beginning. Come with me. – she ordered.

She extended her hand and I promptly held it. Our gazes were fixed, like a continuous line. I grabbed the glass of champagne that was on the table and walked behind Lauren. My eyes got lost in her body, covered only by the thin and delicate lingerie.

-Like what you see? – she asked without even looking back.

-I love what I see.

We exchanged a brief look before we stopped in front of one of the club's rooms. Lauren and I entered one of the private rooms. The half-light left everything with a mysterious and sexy air. I brought the glass of champagne to my lips, drinking to the last drop. I placed the fine crystal glass on one of the counters, and approached her. The private room, different from the others, now had a bed. Lauren had thought about every little detail of that night. We were standing in front of each other in the center of the room.

-I'll give you a birthday present now. – she said depositing a kiss on my lips, as she delicately removed her mask.

-You are already giving me one.

Lauren smiled, to then bend down and remove the fabric that covered my body. Then she stood up again in front of me. Both she and I were only wearing lingerie now.

-You will like it more when the surprise is complete, Mrs. Cabello Jauregui.

I loved when she called me like that. When she exalted me like that. Michelle practically swallowed my body with her eyes, but didn't dare touch me.

-I'm controlling my urges right now, Camila. – she said with her eyes fixed on me.

-What do you want to do to me?

I stepped forward and rested my hands on her waist, in order to pull her closer. I wanted to kiss her. But Lauren quickly turned around, her back turned to me. I quickly inched closer, wrapping her waist from behind, pressing my body to hers.

-I want to throw you in this bed and make you mine. – she whispered as soon as I trapped her body to mine.

-And why don't you do it?

I whispered in her ear, letting my lips slide down that area, towards her neck. I took a deep breath, feeling the sweet aroma that emanated from Michelle's dark locks. She brought her hands to her hair, moving it to her left shoulder. Thus leaving her neck and right shoulder free so that I could kiss her there. The woman took a deep breath as soon as she felt my lips on her hot skin.

-Today I want it to be different.

-Different how?

I dragged my lips on her shoulder, where I lightly sank my teeth. While my hands squeezed my woman's body against mine.

-I want you to fuck me, Miss Cabello.

Our eyes connected at the end of her sentence. A heat wave flooded every last detail of my body, focusing more precisely on my pussy. I let out a strong breath of air between my lips.

-Are you sure? You love to dominate.

Lauren turned to face me, still with her eyes fixed on mine.

-I am. Today I'll be your submissive.

Michelle Morgado's Point Of View

Camila's eyes sparkled in pure lust. As if she desired every second of that moment. When I took impulse to continue speaking, the brunette took my mouth in a kiss. I felt my lips being pressed by the softness of the Latina's lips. Camila squeezed my waist with her delicate and possessive hands, as she made me back a few steps. We stopped only when my back came into contact with the cold wall of that room. I let a surprised moan escape from my lips at the feeling of her body pinning me deliciously there. The Latina's tongue slid over mine in a voracious way, almost desperate, further increasing the intensity of the damn arousal that took over me.

-I'll give back everything you did to me one day here, Lauren.

Camila lifted my hands above my head, pinning my fists against the wall with just one hand. While her lips and tongue slid on my neck. I bit my lower lip when I felt her teeth digging into my skin, probably leaving a mark.

-You will? In the same way? I doubt it. – I teased.

In one swift act, the brunette turned my body against the wall. Now I had my back turned to her. The Latina held my hair, forcing me to turn my face to the side to look at her, as she pressed her body behind mine. My breath failed, causing me to emit a surprised moan. I closed my eyes feeling the heat that emanated from our bodies. I had Camila's breasts pressed into my back, just like she had my ass against her pussy. Camila's heavy breathing hit my ear, making my whole body tremble.

-You doubt it, Michelle?

I didn't say anything. She tightened her fingers between the strands of my hair as she slid her tongue on my neck.

-Answer me! – she ordered.

-I doubt it! – I held strong.

I felt Camila's hand, which until a few seconds ago was on my waist, go up towards my breast, where she squeezed slowly. I swallowed hard at the feeling of her slow and at the same time intense touch.

-You shouldn't doubt me. I think in all these years of marriage I was a good student. And learned very well how to dominate.

Her hand went down again, sliding down my stomach slowly, stopping over my pussy.

-Do you agree? – she asked.

I gasped when I felt the light caress. Her fingers wandered over the thin fabric of the tiny red panties I was wearing. An almost colossal heat concentrated right there, where she touched. I had my face against the wall and her body against mine.

-We'll see tonight. – I spoke with some difficulty, since the Latina had just brought her hand inside my panties.

I could hear the sarcastic laugh leave her mouth. She breathed heavily, as she guided her index and middle finger to the entrance of my pussy.

-You are so wet. So hot, Michelle.

Having Camila dominating me that night was at least different. Not that I hadn't done it before. But that night, everything was being more intense. We had literally changed places. Today, I was Michelle Morgado, a stripper. And she, my client. Camila withdrew her hand from my panties, and promptly the one on my hair as well.

-Stay still. – she ordered.

I didn't dare disobey. Camila deposited some wet kisses on my skin as her hands went towards the corset's narrow ribbon. I felt the loop break slowly. Then, the laced fabric was removed from my body, falling to the floor. Now I was only wearing panties, stocking and high heels. I let my eyes closed, when I felt her body against mine again. Camila had taken off her bra as well, because I felt her totally naked breasts against my back. She started kissing my neck and nape with a bit more intensity, while her hands squeezed my breasts hard.

-You look so hot dressed like this. – she whispered.

-You like it? – I asked amid a moan.

-I like it a lot. I get aroused just by seeing you like this.

Camila's fingers pressed my nipples, squeezing in such a delicious way that made me moan. I turned my face to the side, and Camila took the opportunity to take my lips in a ravenous kiss. Despite the unfavorable position for a kiss, she did it very well. Our tongues moved in a delicious and exciting sync. The air there was heavy, the temperature hotter than normal. My body was sweating, and hers too. Camila released one of my breasts and snaked her hand inside my panties again. With two fingers she began a slow massage on my clit. The Latina lowered the same fingers down the center of my wet pussy, to then go back up.

-Your pussy is so wet. So ready for me.

Every word that left my wife's mouth caused a fucking twinge in my sex.

-You'll drive me crazy.

Camila moved her fingers faster, pressing on my clit. If she continued like that, it wouldn't take long for me to cum. And she knew it. Camila knew all my signs in bed. The brunette's fingers stopped, making me cuss.

-Shhh. I don't want you to cum now, not so easy. – she whispered.

Her fingers went to the side of my panties, where she slowly lowered. Camila knelt behind me, removing my panties completely. I turned my face to the side, seeing her bring the fabric to her nose.

-You smell so good.

She was so lost in that sexual aura, as if she was intoxicated with the situation. She wasn't different from me, of course. She slid one of her hands on my ass in a soft caress. Then she deposited a wet kiss on that area. I closed my eyes tightly when she hit a hard slap.

-Fuck! – I exclaimed surprised and aroused.

Camila stood up and turned me to face her.

-I won't be nice to you, Michelle.

The Latina pulled me hard, guiding my body to the bed. Where she threw me roughly. Camila was wearing tiny back panties, so delicate and sexy. I felt my mouth salivate and that damn urge to possess her body. But today, she owned the night. And she seemed extremely pleased with that. Camila sat on my hips, pinning my hands above my head. As her mouth kissed the full extent of my neck, collarbone. She slowly moved her hips, causing a damn friction between our sexes. Her hands left mine and went towards one of my breast. Where she squeezed in a pleasant way. I tilted my head slightly. Having the image of my woman, accommodating her lips around my nipple. I moaned softly when the brunette's hot tongue came into contact with that area. I saw every slow movement that she did there. That pair of brown eyes stared at me intently, as she sucked my breast with so much devotion. I squeezed my eyes tight, arching my head back. The room was silent, letting us hear only the sound of the sucking and my panting breath. She nibbled lightly, as she rubbed her pussy on mine.

-Oh my God... – I whispered amid a heavy breathing.

Camila changed breast, repeating the same movements she had done with the other. Her tongue moved fast around the hard nipple. She released it and slid her tongue all over my breast, going down the valley that separated them. My chest rose and fell quickly. I was panting, hot and fucking aroused.

-I can't take it anymore, Camila.

She flashed a devilish and cynical smile. But continued kissing, now going down my abdomen. I saw her tongue go down the center of my stomach. Camila accommodated her body farther down, now staying between my legs, which were spread for her. In that moment, I was only in stockings and high heels. I was restless, thirsting for her. And Camila seemed to love all that, because she blew lightly in that area, making my whole body shiver.

-Suck me, please...

She kissed the inside of my thighs, sliding her hot tongue very close to my groin. Camila made sure to tease me. I was totally open for her, in a desperate request. The brunette slid her tongue through my slick folds, but not where I needed most.

-Ask again, come on. – she ordered with her eyes fixed on mine.

-Suck me. I need you to suck my pussy now!

She didn't take long, soon, I felt her tongue on my bundle of nerves.

-Oh yeah! Fuck.

My woman's hot tongue slid on my clit in such a delicious way, causing me to arch my hips involuntarily. My eyes closed for a few seconds, in which I felt my whole body vibrate.

-Look at me, Michelle! – she ordered.

I opened my eyes and stared at the brunette who sucked me with so much devotion.

-You suck me so good, Camila. I am so aroused, fuck.

Camila with two of her fingers opened my pussy and licked that area slowly. Pressing the tip of her tongue on my clit, before going down to my wet entrance.

-You are so delicious. – she whispered.

I bit my lower lip, in a failed attempt to control my moans. But it was impossible to contain them as I felt Camila's tongue penetrate my pussy slowly. I tried to close my legs, but with her free hand she held me. Camila wanted to make me feel until the last second. Her tongue pumped in and out slowly.

-Yeah...

She went up with her tongue again to my clit. Closing her lips there, to suck with more intensity. On impulse, I brought one of my hands to her hair, where I squeezed hard. Pressing Camila's face against my pussy.

-Suck me, fuck... – I let out almost in a whisper.

I tilted my hips forward, increasing the intensity of the movements. Camila didn't dare reduce the intensity, on the contrary. She moved her tongue with such mastery on my pussy that made me moan loudly. My body was being completely taken over by pleasure, I no longer had control of myself. I just wanted, wanted to cum for her.

-I... – I closed my eyes – I'm gonna cum, Camila, keep going, please. Fuck, I'm gonna cum.

I felt her hand squeeze my thigh hard. Her eyes opened, staring at my every reaction. My whole body was convulsing as I had that woman there, sucking me. I moved my hips hard against Camila's face, feeling that strong pressure in my pussy take over every corner of my body. I came in the most intense way I could in that moment. Camila licked me clean, before crawling over my body.

-You are the most delicious thing that I put in my mouth.

Camila tilted her head, crashing her lips on mine. Our kiss tasted like sex, and she seemed to love all that. Because her tongue moved along with mine with hunger and desire. The kiss didn't last long, I was too out of breath. My chest rose and fell in a heavy and deep breathing. I felt my legs tremble because of the orgasm that that Latina had given me.

-It's not over. Turn around.

-What? – I asked confused.

-I want you on all fours for me.

Her voice tone sounded like a clear order. I took a deep breath, still feeling the tremor in my legs. Camila's brown eyes stared at me in an intense way, conveying a glow that indicated how much she desired me. I slid the tip of my tongue over my lips and nodded.

-You really want to continue to dominate me?

-Yes. I'm in control today, right?

Camila knelt on the bed. The brunette was still with her small panties, which I quickly made sure to remove.

-I want you without this. – I said removing the fabric from her body.

Soon after removing it completely, I brought the thin lace to my nose, feeling the aroma that emanated from Camila's sex. I saw her shake her head, before inching closer. Still obeying my wife's orders, I turned my back to her. Resting my hands on the bed, getting on all fours for her.

-Lauren... – I heard my name come out in such a dragged way from Camila's mouth.

I took a deep breath, feeling my chest inflate. She inched closer, now resting her hands on my waist. Camila's body joined mine, causing a greater contact. I turned my face to the side, letting my hair fall only to one side. I saw a thirsty look in my direction. The Latina slid one of her hands up the line of my spine, until reaching my hair. Where she made absolute question to tug hard enough to make me gasp.

-It's so arousing to see you like this, you know? – she asked with a hoarseness in her voice.

-Like what you see?

-I love what I see, I love how you can be a beautiful submissive in bed, Jauregui. – Camila's free hand slid over my thigh, going towards my ass.

-I'll always dominate you, Camila. – I teased.

-Not always the one who tops dominates, Lauren. You've already been at the mercy of my wills many times. But if you refer exclusively to the act...

My wife brought her hand to my waist, and with the help of the other that was between my hair, pulled my body back. Making my body totally glued to hers. We were now both kneeling on the bed. Camila held my body in a possessive and firm way.

-Today you are being dominated.

-Fuck. – I moaned hard at the way she grabbed me.

Camila's hand went down from my waist towards my sex. This time she wasn't delicate. Her fingers rubbed on my swollen clit with a pressure that made me moan more. The brunette's breath blew in my ear, amid dirty words that left me on fire. The brunette's fleshy lips slid on my neck, which time or another received light bites. I had just cum, my whole body was still too sensitive. I brought my hands to my breasts, squeezing a little hard. It was as if each existing cell in me asked for a second orgasm. She rubbed her fingers circularly, nonstop.

-I need more... fucking shit, Camila.

-More? Be very specific... Tell me what you want.

I squeezed my breasts harder and faster as she moved her fingers in my pussy. I arched my head back, biting my lower lip.

-God... I want you, I want you inside me.

-You do? – she teased me some more.

Camila rubbed again, and then with the tip of her four fingers, gave a relatively light slap on my pussy, more precisely on my clit.

-Fuck! Yes... – I exclaimed loudly.

I had my breathing completely heavy, my body fucking sweaty. Camila released my hair and pushed me on the bed. Forcing me to get on all fours again. And without delay, her fingers returned to my sex, now heading towards the center. I squeezed my fingers hard on the thin white sheet of the bed when I felt the brunette's fingers inside my pussy.

-Yeah, fuck me, Camila... Fuck me real hard.

In that moment I had lowered my guard. Camila had full control that night. She was doing everything that one day I did to her. And I wouldn't deny anything, on the contrary, I would give in till the last second of my orgasm.

-You are so hot, Michelle. God...

The Latina's fingers pumped in and out slowly, as my sex received them. I closed my eyes, still clutching the bed sheet while moving my hips back and forth. Camila held my hair with her free hand, while with the other penetrated me. I was fucking wet, which helped.

-You fuck me so good... Oh. I can be yours all night, Karla.

I heard her moan, even without being touched. Camila now knew exactly how pleasurable and arousing it was to dominate someone completely. And I would make this one of her best experiences. Just like she always did for me.

-Fuck me, faster. – I moaned.

She increased the movements her fingers did. Now they penetrated me with a greater intensity and speed. I would cum soon. My whole body was without the slightest control. That damn pressure that spread and at the same time concentrated hard on my pussy. The moans mingled amid the heavy breathing and the silence of the room. Everything there inspired sex. I bit my lower lip hard when I felt the hand that until a few minutes ago was in my hair, hit a hard slap on my ass.

-Fuck! – I exclaimed, receiving another.

-I want you to cum for me. Cum while I fuck you.

I felt my sight glaze over, the sweat trickle down my body and that heat take me wholly. I brought my hand to my pussy, to my clit, where I massaged quickly. My moans were now constant and dragged, my body moved quickly. I felt my pussy contract, crushing Camila's fingers that moved inside me.

-Camila... Oh, God.

She moved them till the end of the devastating orgasm that possessed me. I felt my arms and legs go weak. Camila withdrew her wet fingers from my pussy, and for a split second I saw her bringing them up to her lips.

She definitely wants to kill me.

I lay my body on the bed, my back still turned to her. Camila deposited small kisses all over the line of my spine. Staying partially lying on top of me.

-You were incredible. – she whispered before kissing my neck.

I flashed a tired smile.

-I think I don't even have words for you.

She smiled and rested her hand along with mine, which was on the bed sheet. Camila made a light caress and rested her chin on my back, letting her eyes stare at me.

-My stripper liked it?

-I think my orgasms answer that question.

I turned my body to face her, now receiving my wife's naked body on my own. Karla accommodate herself better, and slowly I wrapped her body with my arms.

-You really thought I wouldn't come back today?

-I did, and God, I was devastated.

I frowned, lifting my head to kiss her lips quickly. Still tasted like sex.

-You seemed angry, you were all rude to me.

-At the time you deserved it, Jauregui.

-And what do I deserve now?

Camila moved her lips, showing that beautiful smile that left me completely lost.

-I have already given a part of what you deserved. Now you deserve all the caresses and kisses for being a wonderful wife.

-Hmm, I love that.

-You do, don't you?

The brunette lifted her body to reach my mouth. I closed my eyes when I felt the gentle touch of her lips on mine. Camila moved them slowly, as if she wanted to enjoy every second of that kiss. I opened my mouth, receiving her tongue, which with expertly slid over mine. Exploring the space of my mouth in the most delicious way. I sucked her tongue slowly, as I brought my hand to her neck, where I dragged the tip of my nails. She sighed, but didn't dare interrupt our kiss. We continued for another short period of time, before feeling my lower lip being bitten and pulled between the brunette's teeth, who smiled beautifully. We stared at each other without saying absolutely anything, she seemed happy, as happy as I was in that moment.

-I feel that I love you more every day that goes by, Lauren.

-I'm sure that I love you more every day that goes by. You are the best thing that happened to me, baby.

She smiled, letting out a sigh between her lips. To then rest her head on top of my breasts. Maybe I would never get used to the whirlwind of emotions that Camila gave me. During all our years together, we went through good times and bad, which only served to consolidate the strong feeling that had grown between us. With her, I felt complete and happy. If someone told me years ago that that beautiful woman, who came into my office on the first day of my stay in Jauregui's Industry, would be my wife and the mother of my daughter, I would have a hard time believing it. Not because Camila doesn't have the requirements and admirable character, but because I never imagined such a future. She changed me. With her unique way. With Karla Estrabao's sensuality and power, she trapped me. Like a being dominated by desire and unbridled passion, which wouldn't be possible to contain. The stripper was the starting point of our story, which was perfectly rounded off by Miss Cabello. A simple secretary, who with her sweetness, determination and effort proved to be different from all other women. Karla Camila. She's the junction of my heaven and hell. Of war and peace. The most perfect combination of all my life.

-Camz? – I called softly.

-Hey, baby. – my wife whispered as she looked at me with that pair of so bright brown eyes.

-I love you. Happy birthday. – I said as I kissed her again.

The end.

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NOTE: And sadly it comes to an end :( I love this fic so much, one of the best I've ever read. Evelin is truly amazing and so talented. If you like this story, you will also like the one she's writing now, it's called Xeque-Mate (Checkmate in English). I'm also translating it, if you wanna check it out go to my profile and you'll find it there. There will be a lot of smut there too, so y'all are warned lol. Hope you guys enjoyed the story as much as I enjoyed translating it. Thank you.