LISA'S POV
Jennie and I keep on making out for a few more minutes when suddenly we hear her mom yell,
"Jennie!" Her footsteps creak as she walks up the stairs.
Jennie instantly breaks away from the kiss, her eyes snapping wide open in pure panic.
"Shittt!" she hisses, frantically trying to figure out what to do.
"You cursing is too hot," I whisper, smirking as I lean forward, trying to steal another kiss.
"Not now," Jennie says firmly, putting her hand up to block me.
"You need to hide," she adds in a sharp whisper, her panic growing.
We can already hear her mom reaching the top step. Jennie, desperate and unsure of what else to do, shoves me off the side of the bed.
I land on the ground with a huge thump, letting out a pained whine.
"Jennie? What was that?" her mom calls out.
"Nothing! I just fell out of bed," Jennie says quickly, scrambling out of bed herself and laying down on the floor to sell the excuse.
She sneaks a glance at me and mouths under the bed. I scramble just in time as her mom walks into the room.
"Are you okay, sweetie?" her mom asks, rushing over to Jennie's side.
"Yeah, I guess I fell asleep and accidentally rolled out of bed," Jennie says. Wow, I think, she's becoming a much better liar than before.
At least she didn't blame it on some non-existent hydro flask this time.
"Sweetie, you need to be more careful," her mom warns softly.
"I know, I will. Don't worry, Mom," Jennie replies sweetly.
"Okay, well, I was just going to say that your dad and I are very tired, so we're going to bed early tonight. Make sure you don't stay up too late," her mom adds before turning toward the door.
"Okay, goodnight, Mom," Jennie replies as her mom shuts the door.
The second the coast is clear, Jennie looks over at me. I crawl out from under the bed, glaring at her.
"You didn't need to push me like that," I complain, brushing myself off.
Jennie gets up and walks over to hug me, her eyes wide and guilty. I refuse to look at her.
"I'm sorry, Lisayah. I panicked. I didn't mean to hurt you," she pouts, lips pushed out adorably.
I sigh dramatically before replying, "I know. I've just fallen so many times today," I whine, rubbing my sore side.
"That's what you get for climbing into my room so much," she says smugly.
"Hey, not fair! I just can't stand being away from you, and now you're blaming me for getting hurt," I whine again, flopping down onto her bed.
"Okay, okay, I'm so sorry," she says, lying down beside me.
"Sorry isn't good enough," I pout, though in truth, I'm not upset. I just love teasing her.
"Lisayah," Jennie murmurs, pressing a soft kiss against my cheek. I stay quiet, pretending to sulk.
She groans in frustration and hides her face in the crook of my neck.
Just as I'm about to break and stop teasing her, she suddenly nips at my neck with a gentle bite.
I can't help the small moan that escapes my lips, my eyes widening in shock. Jennie bursts out laughing at my reaction.
"I'm warning you," I whisper, smirking seductively. "Keep that up and I won't be able to restrain myself."
"Okay, okay, sorry," she says quickly, holding her hands up in surrender.
"But you loved it," she smirks mischievously.
"Well, obviously," I reply before grabbing her and giving her a quick kiss. But before I can pull away, Jennie's hands slide around my neck and pull me closer.
We melt into a passionate kiss, lips moving in sync. Jennie suddenly nips at my lower lip and slowly pulls back before letting go.
She looks away, her face flushed a deep red, while I lay there absolutely dumbfounded.
That was so fucking hot.
Without hesitation, I flip us over so I'm on top of her. Her eyes widen in surprise as I pin her arms above her head.
Leaning close to her ear, I whisper, "I warned you."
Jennie's breathing quickens, her heartbeat thundering against my chest. I lean in, hovering just a mere centimeter from her lips.
Jennie can't help herself, she tilts up to close the gap and kisses me.
We lose ourselves in the kiss, making out for what feels like forever. My self-control slips, and I release her wrists.
She instantly wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me deeper into her.
My hands wander down to her sides as I toy with the hem of her shirt. Finally gathering courage, I slide my hand under her shirt, brushing my cold fingers against her warm skin.
Jennie's breath hitches at the contact, and we briefly pull apart to catch our breath.
"Your hands are so cold," she whispers.
"Maybe you can help warm them up," I tease, earning an eye roll from her. Still, she nods.
So I continue, letting my fingers trail slowly against her side, climbing higher and higher.
I kiss her again, and this time she lets out a soft moan.
"Lisa~"
My fingers reach her bra, and I gently caress and massage her breasts. Jennie struggles to keep her moans quiet, her body trembling beneath me.
I trail kisses down her neck, keeping one hand at her chest while the other slides down her abdomen, around her ass, pulling her body closer against mine.
"Fuck, Lisaaa~" Jennie moans in a hushed voice.
I slip both hands around her back, fingertips brushing against her bra clasp. Just as I'm about to undo it, Jennie suddenly pulls away, panting heavily.
"I'm sorry," she whispers, breathless. "I just... I can't right now."
I immediately let go of her bra, pulling my hand out from under her shirt. I gently cup her face instead.
"It's okay, I understand," I assure her softly. "We'll do more when you're ready." I kiss her forehead tenderly.
"For now... we can just cuddle." I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her against me.
She snuggles into me, whispering, "I love you. Goodnight. Don't let the bedbugs bite, Lisayah." She presses one last kiss to my lips before closing her eyes.
I stare at her peaceful face, my heart bursting.
Damn, this girl is everything to me. I love her too much.
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My Chemistry Tutor
FanficThe school knows Lalisa Manoban as the badass who always speaks her mind, but the truth is that she is barely holding on. She is forced to work long hours to support herself and her depressed mother and just wants to be reassured and loved by someon...
