Stay ✔︎

Chapter 19

a/n: mature chapter. feel free to skip this chapter if you don't feel comfortable reading mature stuff. this chapter just consists of them being sexy with each other plus some cheesy moments haha. 

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CHAPTER 19 [M]
IN CONTROL

"WE CAN JUST TALK, you know," Torrey said between kisses, a twinkle in her eyes.

Luisa scoffed, perfectly aware of what the woman on top of her was referring to, "Shut up," she breathed out, just as a gasp escaped her lips when Torrey bit at her earlobe, and then softly licking it, "You know I don't. And I know for a fact that you don't either,"

Torrey pulled back, much to Luisa's disappointment, but she refrained from voicing out her protest and glanced up at her, curious what she was up to now. Torrey looked down at her, a small smirk, playing at the corner of her lips.

They both had gotten to Torrey's loft within minutes of agreeing to go back. It turned out that Torrey wasn't lying when she said she wasn't staying too far away from the park, and thank heavens for that.

Both of them were practically all over each other the moment they stepped into Torrey's loft. Luisa didn't even take the time to look around the place, nor did she allow time for herself to freak out over the fact that she was at Torrey's place—all she could focus on right was Torrey, her lips, her hands.

In a sudden swift moment, Torrey hoisted Luisa up, and the latter yelped in surprise, wrapping her legs around her. Part of her worried if Torrey would be able to support her, but it pretty much flew out the windows in a split second as Torrey wrapped her lips over her breast over her shirt.

Her hands went up to her head, arching herself even closer to the other woman, eyes closed. She was pretty much in a haze, and didn't even realise Torrey had walked them into her room, and dropped her onto her mattress, and then climbing on top of her. She got ahold of her hands and pinned them above her head, quickly leaning down, pressing small kisses on top of her nose, cheeks, chin, along her jawline, the corner of her lips.

Luisa let a small chuckle escape, as Torrey continued her teasing, "Stop," she tried, reaching for her lips, and that's when Torrey had moved up to her ear and repeated the same sentence she had about a year ago.

"And how would you know that?" Torrey asked eyes and tone challenging, letting go of Luisa's hands.

Luisa immediately took advantage of her hands being free, eyes meeting Torrey's momentarily before drawing them up the latter's knees. It just so happened that she was wearing a dress that day as if she had known this was going to happen today. One of Luisa's hands stayed on her thigh as the other worked their way even higher, hitching her dress up. She kept glancing up at Torrey to make sure that she was comfortable with her advances.

She was. Her eyes intently followed the movement of Luisa's hands, breath growing shallower as each second ticked by. Luisa found what or where she had been seeking for. Without much of a warning, her fingers slipped inside the little piece of clothing that covered her intimate part and felt her right there—as expected she was wet.

Torrey let out a surprised puff of air, her hands landing on Luisa's shoulders for support, as Luisa let fingers wander for a while before pulling them out. She raised her head a little so that her mouth was right next to Torrey's ear, "That's how,"

She pulled back an impressive smile on her face, "Touché," and then finally allowed to press their lips together in a slow, tantalising kiss which progressively developed into something more heated and demanding.