Ever since classes have started at Dalia's college, at a university in D.C., she's had a crush in her Criminal Justice professor, Emily Prentiss. Find out what happens when Dalia is asked to stay after class when she's caught sleeping in Emily's cla...
sorry this took so long and that is so short i was having a bit of writers block but anyways here's red tank top emily 😌
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The next morning I open my eyes to see I'm still wrapped up in Emily's arms, she's still sleeping. I carefully unwrap her from my body, slowly sliding out of bed. A dull ache between my legs is evident with every step.
Heading into the bathroom, I quickly pee, wash my hands and brush my teeth, deciding to go sit on the beach with the little surprise I brought for us. I tap the screen of my phone to check the time. 8:33am.
I unzip the side pocket and pull out a lighter and the glass tube that has two joints I rolled the night before we left. Throwing on a clean pair of black biker shorts and sweatshirt, I grab a blanket from the closet and head out of the house.
Walking down the steps of the deck, I take a deep breath, inhaling the salty hair and smile. I've always felt complete whenever I'm near the coast. The sun is shining bright and the sky is clear.
I lay out the blanket about halfway to the shore, not wanting it to be too windy to smoke. I pop the top off and shake out one of the joints, putting it between my lips. Pulling the lighter out of my sweatshirt pocket, I use my hand to block the wind and light the joint.
I pull my knees to my chest, taking a long drag and stare out at the ocean, soaking up the sun's rays. Blowing the smoke out of my lungs, I hear a voice call out behind me. As I turn to see where the sound is coming from, my eyes land on Emily in a pair of black leggings and black zip up hoodie, walking towards me.
"I knew you'd be out here," she shouts over the waves, wrapping her zip up tighter around her body. As she gets closer, she notices the smoke and strong smell of skunk. "Are you smoking pot?"
I take another hit and french inhaling the smoke, holding my hand above my head. "Yeah, You want a hit?" I ask her.
Emily sits next to me and takes the joint from my hands. "Have you had this the whole time we've been here? God, I haven't smoked pot since college."
The flower already starting to affect me, I smile. "Yup, and first of all, no one calls it pot anymore." I can feel my eyelids already starting to get heavy.
Emily chuckles and passes the joint back after taking two hits. We keep up the puff puff pass rule until we can't hold it any longer without burning our fingers. I sit there quietly, listening to the wave crash and hugging my legs.
"You're smiling," she says, putting her arm around my shoulder and pulling me into her. I take a deep breath, inhaling her sweet scent of clementines with a hint of weed.
"I am?" I question, not even aware. I look at my reflection in my phone and yup, I'm definitely smiling. I shrug my shoulders, "Well, I guess you could say I'm pretty happy right now."
Emily kisses the top of my head, then leaning her head on mine. "Me too," she whispers.
We sat in that position for what felt like hours, but it was only thirty minutes. I can't believe it's our last day at this paradise. But now, the munchies are starting to kick in, and my stomach grumbles.
I pull away from her and look at her. I notice her eyes are pink and droopy, I laugh to myself. "You look stoned," I chuckle.
Emily starts to laugh. "And you look completely normal," she said, taking off her jacket, revealing a bright red tank top underneath. With the sun beaming down on us, it's starting to warm up a little bit.
I can't help, but to stare, noticing she isn't wearing a bra and her tank is kind of see-through. I flick out my tongue over my bottom lip, pulling it between my teeth.
"Are we going to have to talk about this again, pretty girl," she grabs my chin, forcing me to look her in the eye, "My eyes are up here."
I nervously smile, "I'm sorry, but your shirt is kinda see-through."
Emily tilts her head down, looking down her tank top, then looks up at me through her lashes. She smiles, "Did you get me stoned to have sex? You know, you could've just asked."
My cheeks turn a shade of red, her question throwing you off. "What? I- No. I was ju- No," I stammer. I tuck a piece of my strawberry blonde hair behind my ear and play with the waistband of my sweatshirt. I start to feel like I'm being baked from the inside out, so I lift my sweatshirt over my head and ball it up in my lap.
"Are you always this nervous around the women you like?" she asks. Emily lays on her back with her knees up using her hand to block the sun from her eyes. "Damn, I should have brought sunglasses."
"I do- I don't know. I don't think so, I was never like this with any past girlfriends." I watch her clench her jaw at the last word. "Are you always going to get jealous every time another woman takes interest in me?" I ask her.
Emily raises her eyebrows at my question, like I caught her in a lie, and sits up. She curls her finger, motioning me to come closer. "Come here, come close." She keeps motioning me to keep coming closer until I'm an inch away from her face.
Emily wraps her hand around my neck and tightens her grip, before whispering in my ear, "All of your past little flings, girlfriends, whatever doesn't exist anymore. You are mine, you hear me, Angel. Mine. No one else, just me. Do you understand that?"
I smile at the words coming out of her mouth, the feeling of her fingers around my neck going straight to my core. Shutting my eyes, I part my lips and let out a breath. "I'm all yours, baby. Goddamn, I'm loving this dom part of you."
She smiles, letting go of my neck and lays back in the position she was in before and closes her eyes. "You just wait."
My heart skips a beat. "Is that a promise?" I smirk, laying down on my side and prop my head up with my elbow.
She turns her head, opening one eye to look at me. "For you? Always." ———————————————————— {a/n} (1096 - words) hey heeyyyyy sorry for taking so long, i had some writers block and wasn't really feelin it i also started doing door dash and that shit is EXHAUSTING thank you for reading as always i appreciate you ~ sky ♡
